He is two meters and five centimeters tall. Who made him a soldier?

Chapter 91: Veteran Target Practice (Subscription Request)

"No! I just found the rhythm!"

Ji Baichang glared towards his left side angrily, only to see that it was Xue Daochao who fired the shot.

Seeing that Ji Baichang was still looking at him, Xue Daochao sticking out his tongue at him mischievously, then turned around and continued shooting.

You must know that when shooting, the most important thing is to find your own rhythm before shooting.

Once the good rhythm you have found in advance is interrupted, it will be basically impossible to hit the target with the subsequent shots. If you do hit the target, you can only get six or seven rings.

"Calm down! I need to find my own rhythm!"

Ji Bai let out a long sigh and tried to calm himself down.

It was not until Xue Daochao on his left had finished firing all his bullets and stood up to report that the security officer behind Ji Baichang could no longer bear it.

"No, why don't you shoot? Is it necessary to wait so long?"

"This first round isn't a test, it's just to let you get a feel for it, isn't it?"

At the urging of the safety officer, Ji Baichang finally pulled the trigger.

A huge gunshot rang in his ears, making them buzz.

After firing five bullets and not sure whether he hit the target, he reported and stood up.

He was the last one. After standing up, under the command of the commander, all the recruits in the class raised their guns, pointed the muzzles to the sky, and pulled the trigger several times. After making sure that there were no extra bullets in the gun, they unloaded the magazines and walked down the shooting line.

"No, Qinglong, why did you shoot so quickly? I just loaded the magazine. We said that although we won't report the results of the first round, we just want to test our hands. But isn't this too much?"

"Do you think you are that kid Xue Daochao? So fast?!"

As soon as Ji Baichang sat back in the rest area, he immediately spoke to Lu Qinglong impatiently.

There was a hint of questioning in his tone, and it was obvious that he was quite depressed.

"Huh? No, I just aimed and shot, is there any problem?"

Lu Qinglong scratched his head in classic style to show that he was innocent.

"Huh? You aimed so quickly, do you want to aim a little longer?"

"No need, the muzzle is very stable, once it is placed on the target it cannot be moved. Bai Chang, did I scare you by firing the gun and disrupt your rhythm?"

"No, no, nothing. You didn't affect me. You played well."

Ji Baichang naturally couldn't admit it, as he had always been a face-conscious person.

"Something's wrong. If you're talking about Lu Qinglong, then just talk about Lu Qinglong. Why are you talking about me, you little idiot?!"

"You haven't tried it, how do you know if I'm fast?"

Xue Daochao came closer, looked Ji Baichang up and down, and finally revealed a look of contempt.

This guy said bad things about me behind my back!

"Nothing, nothing, you heard me wrong, I didn't say anything about you."

"I was wondering how I did in the target practice just now."

"Didn't the squad leader tell us how to tell if we hit the target? We should look at the hill behind the target. If there is dust flying in the direction of our target, it means we hit the target. Otherwise, we didn't."

"I think I just fired five shots, and none of them produced any smoke or dust. Doesn't that mean I didn't hit any target?"

Ji Baichang stroked his smooth chin and stared at Lu Qinglong.

"Eh? The five shots I fired all caused dust to fly in the direction of the target. I'm afraid you didn't hit any of the five shots, Bai Chang."

"Is this true? How about you, Lao Xue?"

"My five shots also created smoke and dust."

"No! I think there must be something wrong with what the monitor said."

Ji Baichang immediately concluded that there was something fishy about this matter.

"What kind of spiritual victory is this, you guy?"

"If someone's left eye twitches for wealth and the right eye twitches for disaster, and you think you're going to get rich when your right eye twitches, but you shout feudal superstition when your left eye twitches, what's the difference?"

Xue Daochao glanced at Ji Baichang speechlessly.

"Is it possible that the method the monitor said is not entirely correct?"

"I fired five shots just now and they felt like they were accurate, but there was no smoke or dust."

Song Si came over at some point and joined the conversation between the three.

"It's over. Looks like none of my five shots hit the target!"

As soon as Song Si said this, Ji Baichang's face suddenly shook, and then he showed a distressed look.

My rhythm must have been interrupted by Lu Qinglong and Xue Daochao. It must be like this!
Fortunately, there is another chance later!
Song Si:
It turned out that he had been insisting that he had hit the target, but as soon as he opened his mouth, it was clear that he had not.

Song Si really wanted to question Ji Baichang:
"Am I some kind of cheap person?"

The shooting of the new recruits of the first company is still going on. After the first squad finished, it was the turn of the second squad. At the same time, the third squad had stood up and was ready.

The whole process is actually very fast.

After all the new recruits in the company had finished their round, it was the turn of the veterans to do target practice.

Compared to the new recruits, the veterans only shoot once, and each time they shoot ten bullets. "Sergeant! I remember the last time I saw you shooting was last time."

The squad leader of Class 2 chuckled and joked at Chen Ting while putting the bullet in his hand into the magazine.

"You are just shooting at a target 100 meters away. If you can't hit more than 95 rings, I will train you when we return to the Special Operations Brigade."

Faced with Wang Yuan's half-hearted joke, Chen Ting smiled and shook his head.

"Ninety-five rings? No problem! Even though I can't get full rings, ninety-five rings is still not a big problem."

Wang Yuan gripped the magazine in his hand and nodded with a smile.

In the special operations brigade, they have more opportunities to touch guns and shoot targets than in other brigades. In most cases, basically as long as they are soldiers under the first two special reconnaissance battalions, everyone can shoot 90 rings or above at a target at a distance of 100 meters.

This alone makes him completely different from the veterans of other brigades.

"Everyone, get ready to shoot!"

Compared with the new recruits, the security officers behind the veterans were obviously much more relaxed in their attitude when facing target shooting.

After hearing the commander's command, Wang Yuan immediately squatted down, raised his gun, and began to shoot in a kneeling position, aiming at the target in the distance.

Chen Ting calmly assumed a standing shooting posture and pulled the trigger to fire the first shot:
"boom!"

Less than a second after firing the first shot, Chen Ting fired the second shot.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

There was not much time interval between each shot, and each shot brought a strong sense of rhythm, which made the recruits in the rest area stunned:

"The sound of gunfire is so rhythmic, it must be our squad leader."

"I think it's probably similar. Other class leaders may not be able to use the same method as our leader, right?"

"That's true!"

Soon, the new recruits in Class 1 reached a consensus and began to look forward to the target reporting results.

"Squad leader, your skills are still strong despite your age! No! The old ones are the best! I only fired the fifth shot and you were already done."

After firing the bullet, Wang Yuan stood up and gave Chen Ting a thumbs up.

He used the kneeling shooting method, which was more stable than the standing shooting method used by Chen Ting, but certainly not as stable as other veterans who were lying on the ground shooting.

If we rank the three postures, standing, kneeling and lying, the most difficult one is undoubtedly standing, followed by kneeling, and finally lying.

Generally speaking, the reason they dare to do this is simply because they have strong confidence in their own abilities.

It's just a 100-meter target, why do you need to lie down like other veterans? Who are you looking down on?

After all the veterans had finished shooting, the commander picked up the intercom and started shouting:

"Target trench, target! Target trench, target!"

"receive."

The ruthless pit master at the bottom of the target trench collected the targets one by one. After a while, the voice of the target announcement came from the intercom:

"Target number one, ten shots, ten rings, one hundred rings!"

"Target number two, seven shots scored ten rings, two shots scored nine rings, and one shot scored eight rings, a total of ninety-six rings."

"Target number three, five shots scored eight rings, four shots scored seven rings, and one shot scored six rings, a total of seventy-four rings."

As all ten targets were reported, the veterans' results were revealed one by one.

Chen Ting scored ten rings in ten shots, a total of full rings, which shocked all the veterans present and they couldn't help but give him a thumbs up!

I can only say that he is worthy of being a fourth-term non-commissioned officer from the special operations brigade. His military strength is too strong!

Not only was he the fastest to finish shooting, but he also did it in a standing position.

In comparison, Wang Yuan, who adopted a kneeling shooting posture, although also very powerful, did not seem as dazzling.

"Squad leader, I didn't embarrass myself, I scored ninety-six rings."

Wang Yuan chuckled. This was almost his normal performance, with no mistakes.

"Not embarrassing, not bad. As a reward, I will send you to the pre-command sergeant training team after we return to the brigade."

"Um, squad leader, maybe I can not go there. I don't really like to lead new soldiers."

When Wang Yuan heard what Chen Ting said, the smile on his face suddenly froze.

"Pre-commissioned command of a non-commissioned officer training corps? What is that? It sounds interesting."

Ji Baichang, who was standing by, secretly listened to their conversation and couldn't help feeling a little curious.

This new term sounded very interesting. With such curiosity, Ji Baichang couldn't help but ask:

"Squad leader, what is the Pre-Command NCO Training Team? Can I join it?"

Chen Ting and Wang Yuan were chatting. When Ji Baichang suddenly joined in and looked at him curiously, Chen Ting was about to answer, but Wang Yuan at the side couldn't help but answer his question first:
"The pre-NCO training team is also called the teaching team. You just need to take a pen and paper to get educated and play games there for a few months. After you come back, you will be guaranteed to be promoted to NCO."

"Usually privates go there, but some are non-commissioned officers of the first term. It's quite interesting and fun."

"If you want to go, wait for the next company and ask squad leader Chen Ting to take you there!"

Wang Yuan had a smile on his face, trying his best to look kinder and speak more convincingly.

(End of this chapter)