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Chapter 90 Target Shooting?! (Subscribe)

"Brother, are you here? Our squad leader asked us to prepare food for you."

"Huh? Why is your face swollen? And your nose is bleeding!"

The new recruits from Class 2 looked at Song Si who had just sat back in his seat and asked.

Song Si just shook his head silently and raised his left hand to wipe the blood from his nose.

"Is there any more food? Is this all the kitchen staff prepared today?"

Seeing that there was no more food, Lu Qinglong, who was far away, strode towards the kitchen. After a while, he came out with a large bowl full of fragrant rice filled with soup.

After the anti-tank mine incident, Song Si behaved himself for two weeks.

In the next two weeks, everyone practiced other subjects in the morning and practiced target aiming in the afternoon. Their days were extremely fulfilling.

"Let's go to the shooting range and practice! I feel like I'm definitely a sharpshooter, the kind that never misses a shot!"

"Old Xue! Let's compete and see who is more accurate!"

"Qinglong, the same to you, let's fight three to one!"

After cleaning the house, Ji Baichang excitedly carried a small stool, stood beside Lu Qinglong and said with a smile.

Perhaps in other subjects, Lu Qinglong could crush and surpass all of them with his absolute physical fitness.

But now their subject is target shooting!

Target shooting does not require any great physical fitness. You just need to lie down, aim at the target and pull the trigger.

If Lu Qinglong can still surpass me, then forget it!
He just didn't believe it. Could it be that Lu Qinglong was also a hexagonal warrior?

"A target shooting competition? Of course!"

Lu Qinglong readily agreed to Ji Baichang's proposal.

It just so happened that he hadn't competed with others in a long time. Mainly because no one could surpass him in these subjects, he felt a little unenthusiastic.

"Okay, I'll join in, but it's not that interesting if we just compete."

"Well, let's do this. As usual, among the three of us, the one with the worst grades will wash the clothes for the one with the best grades for a week. Do you want to bet?"

Xue Daochao came closer and asked with interest.

"No bet! I won't bet with you!"

"Old Xue, did you read my fortune in advance? Did you know that I wasn't going to perform well today? So you made a bet with me?"

"I don't believe your lies!"

Ji Baichang surprisingly did not respond to Xue Daochao's words. Instead, he looked at Xue Daochao suspiciously, as if he wanted to see what this guy was up to.

"If you take first place and I take last place, I will wash your clothes for a month, including your socks."

"bet!"

"Hey, it's finally your turn to get humiliated!"

When Ji Baichang heard Xue Daochao's last words, he immediately agreed without hesitation.

"You're done! Back then, Chen Daozi was able to win 20 million with 3700 yuan. I, Ji Baichang, am the best shooter, so it's no problem for me to kill you!"

This is shooting, and he himself can't be sure whether he is shooting accurately. Can Xue Daochao calculate it?

What’s more, his fortune-telling is sometimes accurate and sometimes not, so you can definitely take a gamble!
Thinking of this, Ji Baichang reached out and touched Xue Daochao's hand. The image of this guy washing clothes for him appeared in his mind. The image was so beautiful that he drooled!
"Huh~"

"Does your sexual orientation have a problem? I don't like men!"

Looking at Ji Baichang's obscene eyes, Xue Daochao pulled his hand away with a look of disgust on his face.

"Hey, no problem!"

"Come on, I can't help but have that kind of picture in my mind!"

"Hey~"

"Company 1, all personnel, gather in front of the building with your gear on, and prepare for target practice!"

Ji Baichang wanted to say something else, but the whistle and shouts of the duty officer were heard downstairs.

Everyone immediately put on their gear and stood in front of the building in an orderly manner.

"Sergeant Chen Ting, this new training brigade is really too shabby. Our brigade has already replaced its carrying gear a long time ago. No, it should be called combat gear."

"Look at the equipment the new trainers have. Many of them are from the last century. I picked one that looks pretty good."

Wang Yuan, the monitor of Class 2, came over and complained to Chen Ting.

(Figure 1)

"That's normal. Aren't these all discarded by the various brigades? Many of them are from inventory."

"It's just for the new recruits anyway, it's no big deal, do you expect to get brand new ones for them?"

Chen Ting shook his head in answer and simply sorted out his belongings.

"Is everyone from each class here? If so, let's head to the shooting range."

"As for target practice later, I believe you have already practiced at the shooting range once before. You have seen veterans practice, so I won't explain it here."

"Anyway, you have to remember to strictly follow the instructions of the veterans in the shooting range and follow orders before taking action. Got it?"

"understood!"

After one and a half months of training, even the dumbest recruits have understood some principles, at least knowing when they need to work hard and when they need to be lazy. The shooting range is a little far from the camp, and you need to walk along the road of the medical team first. After passing the medical team, you need to walk about one kilometer further and finally come to a shooting range built against a mountain pit.

After entering the shooting range, all the recruits were taken to the rest area. Under the arrangement of the duty officer, they were neatly arranged on their small benches. After they sat down neatly, they began to talk in detail about the entire process of shooting.

(Figure 2)

"Stand up and follow the front of the line to the ammunition receiving area. Take out the magazines on your left chests. Each person has five bullets and fires two rounds."

"That is, each person can shoot ten rounds. There will be no target registration in the first round, which is to give you a chance to get used to the whole process. In the second round, there will be a target registration, which will be your final score."

"Do the rest of you have any questions?"

"no!"

After the duty officer finished speaking, the recruits below shook their heads. They could hardly suppress their excitement.

It seemed that the duty officer himself knew that the new recruits might not listen to him if he said it now, so it would be best to let them go through the process so that they could master it the fastest.

"Okay, let's start with class one."

"Squad one, stand up! Move toward the ammunition receiving area!"

A group of recruits stood up in an orderly manner, took out the pre-prepared magazines from their left chests, and walked towards the ammunition collection area with their heads held high and chests puffed out.

After arriving at the ammunition collection area, the squad leader in charge of distributing bullets counted out five bullets one by one and handed them to the recruits.

(Figure 3)

The veteran soldier who was in charge of firing bullets was obviously shocked when he fired bullets to Lu Qinglong, and the shock in his eyes could be clearly seen.

He seemed to be wondering how Lu Qinglong, with his physique, had passed the physical examination and joined the army.

"Five bullets, Lao Xue, look, I'm going to give you a perfect score in the first round!"

After Ji Baichang loaded all five bullets into the magazine, he whispered to Xue Daochao.

"Hey, don't get beaten completely in the first round, get familiar with it."

Xue Daochao glanced at Ji Baichang, and his eyes seemed to disapprove of him.

After loading the bullets, they all held the magazine in their right hands and moved towards the shooting line.

On the shooting line, at each corresponding target position, there is a support and a Type 95 automatic rifle without a magazine, quietly placed there.

When the troops are shooting, the key is to separate the gun from the bullet.

At least when they are new recruits, they must strictly follow the separation of guns and bullets. The guns used for target practice cannot leave the target position.

At the same time, behind each target position stands a veteran, whose duty in the shooting range is safety officer.

Their task is to keep a close eye on the recruits who are shooting. If the recruits dare to point the muzzle of their guns at anything other than the target in the distance, they need to stop them immediately.

The specific action to stop the recruit was to snatch the pistol from the recruit's hand, and then kick the recruit away with a big kick.

It is said that in the past, when the slogans and regulations on civilized leadership of troops had not yet been issued, a new recruit turned around and shot his squad leader during a break in shooting. Since then, a safety officer has been required at each shooting target.

Behind every regulation, there is a bloody lesson.

"Everyone, get down!"

"Start loading and get ready to shoot!"

After the commander finished shouting out all the procedures, the recruits lay on the ground, inserted the magazines in their hands into the Type 95 automatic rifles, and began to aim at the targets.

"boom!"

A loud gunshot rang out directly beside Ji Baichang's right ear, scaring him so much that he shuddered all over. He subconsciously put down the gun in his hand and looked to his right.

I saw that Lu Qinglong had completed the aiming action and began to pull the trigger in an orderly manner.

"boom!"

There was basically no gap in the second shot, and there was another loud gunshot.

It feels like when you are doing something seriously and attentively, the naughty kid next door takes out a firecracker, lights it and throws it directly at your feet, with a loud bang!

I almost deafened my ears!

"No, I just loaded the magazine and haven't even aimed yet, and you started shooting!"

Ji Baichang really wanted to ask Lu Qinglong what was going on. The sudden explosion almost drove him into autism.

However, Lu Qinglong could not understand Ji Baichang's mind and continued to pull the trigger rhythmically.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

After emptying the magazine, Lu Qinglong stood up and shouted:
"report!"

The security guard who was responsible for the protection behind him was startled. The security guard told him to stand there first and wait for the others to finish the fight and then be taken back together.

"Finally, I'm free now. Can I aim seriously now?"

Ji Bai let out a long sigh of relief and began to aim at the target in the distance again.

In their eyes, the target at a distance of one hundred meters only occupies a small area of ​​their field of vision. If they want to hit the smaller white circle in the center, the difficulty is even higher.

Just as Ji Baichang aimed at the target and adjusted his breathing, his finger was already on the trigger and pressed down slightly.

"boom!"

The sound of gunfire from the left interrupted his rhythm once again.

(End of this chapter)