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

Chapter 92 You are so nice, you can always help me wash clothes
"Really? That's so easy! That feels good!"

"Squad leader, is there really such an easy place where I can be promoted to a non-commissioned officer directly after I go there?"

Ji Baichang was a little surprised, and the scene of himself enjoying himself in such a place, and Xue Daochao training hard, flashed through his mind unconsciously.

"If you really want to go, I'll find time to send it to you later."

Chen Ting didn't know how to answer Ji Baichang for a moment, and finally could only speak slowly.

"No problem, squad leader! Then let's go to the company first, and send me to the training team when there's a chance."

Ji Baichang nodded with satisfaction.

What is information gap? This is information gap!

As long as you chat more with these veterans, you will know everything!

"Let's get back to the point. Wang Yuan, you should practice your marksmanship well. I can recommend you to the sniper training selection this year."

"No problem, Sergeant! I will work hard when I return to the brigade."

Upon hearing about the sniper training, Wang Yuan immediately became alert and said that he would work hard.

After the veterans finished their shooting, the new recruits in Class 1 also had their second live-fire shooting test.

With the experience of the first time, most of them are already very clear about the process.

He grabbed the magazine with five bullets in his right hand and strode to the shooting baseline.

"Everyone, get down!"

When facing new recruits shooting, the safety officers behind them will naturally not let them shoot in a standing or kneeling position. Prone position means prone position. Do they think they are also veterans?
When faced with recruits who are a beat slow and take too long to lie down, the thoughtful security guards will kick them from behind.

"Phew~ I need to stay calm this time!"

"Lu Qinglong shoots fast! I'll wait until he finishes shooting, then I'll slowly shoot and aim. Don't rush if you have time."

Ji Bai lay on the ground, trying hard to regulate his breathing.

He just summarized his reasons. It was probably because his rhythm was disrupted twice. Plus, it was his first time shooting a gun, so he still couldn't get used to the sound.

This time it should be much better!
Thinking of this, Ji Bai calmed himself down, took his eyes off the sound of the gunfire from the Type 95 automatic rifle, and looked to his right.

On the right is Lu Qinglong, who seemed to have taken aim and pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

Loud gunfire rang out.

Although he had been mentally prepared for the loud gunshots during the last round of shooting, Lu Qinglong's shot still gave him a slight shock.

When Lu Qinglong ran out of bullets, Xue Daochao on the left also started shooting.

"Okay, now it's my turn to start!"

Ji Baichang started aiming at the target in the distance again, carefully adjusting his breathing, and finally pressed down slightly with his finger on the trigger:
"boom!"

After firing one shot, he immediately adjusted his posture and fired the second and third shots!

After firing five bullets, he stood up with satisfaction.

Very good, he is in very good shape.

He had a premonition that he would not be left alone this time!

"Everyone, check your guns!"

"Okay, you can go back to the rest area."

When everyone returned to the rest area, they all felt nervous.

This is exactly the same as after an exam, when the teacher has finished grading the papers and is preparing to announce the results.

"Target trench reporting target!"

"receive."

"Target number one, hit a six-ring, six rings in total."

"Target number two, two seven-ring hits and one six-ring hit, a total of twenty rings."

The more targets were reported, the more nervous the recruits became. Isn't this result too bad?

Three people in a row couldn't even reach the passing score of thirty rings!

The new recruits who had not yet received their turn to report their targets were all a little nervous!
Fortunately, the two people behind me passed with more than 30 rings, and I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Target number six. Five six-ring hits and two ten-ring hits, a total of fifty rings."

The target announcer's voice remained the same. Target number six was Song Si. When he heard that he had shot fifty rings, he jumped up from his spot in excitement!

"Haha! I said I'm a rare sharpshooter! I scored fifty rings! There were only five bullets in total, and I scored full rings!"

As Song Si said this, he couldn't wait to find Ji Baichang and show off to him, as if he was avenging his shame.

"No, did you hear me wrong? There are more than five bullet holes on your target. There are two extra bullet holes."

Ji Bai glanced at him speechlessly. Hearing his excited look just now, he really thought that this guy had scored a full score.

It turned out that someone shot at the wrong target and hit his target with the bullet.

"Isn't this right? Then I scored two ten-rings, plus three five-rings, so the total is this."

Song Si has already stretched out his fingers and started to calculate:

"That's the thirty-fifth ring!"

"Ah, what? This is just barely passing."

Song Si suddenly felt lost. The target reporter's voice continued:

"Target number seven."

Target number seven is Xue Daochao. Ji Baichang has pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the voice of the target announcer.

"Target number seven, three ten-rings, two nine-rings, a total of forty-eight rings!"

Hearing this result, Xue Daochao breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not too bad. The other recruits also cast envious glances at him.

That’s forty-eight rings!
He is the best student among them.

"Ah? Old Xue, you have reached the 48th ring?"

Ji Baichang suddenly felt the pressure rising.

Isn't this a bit exaggerated?
Forty-eight rings!

I can only beat this guy if I hit forty-nine rings or full rings!
Must win!

Ji Baichang couldn't help but clench his fists. If he lost to him, he would have to do laundry for a month!
"Target number eight, three ten-rings, a total of thirty rings!"

"Um???"

"I only hit the target with three bullets?"

Ji Baichang was stunned, and Song Si beside him was also stunned.

"You! Did you hit the wrong target? Did you mistake my target for your target?"

Song Si looked at Ji Baichang. If this was the case, everything made perfect sense.

Ji Baichang should have scored 40 rings, but he hit two five-rings on his own target.

"Oh my god! I hit the wrong target! How could I have hit your target directly, bypassing Xue Daochao across a target?!"

“Damn it! If I hadn’t hit your target, I would have scored full rings!”

Ji Baichang was so annoyed and angry. He was so close to crushing this guy!
"Well, does it count if I hit the wrong target? I should have gotten full rings."

"You're talking nonsense, aren't you? According to the target reporter's score, you can't do it. Only thirty rings?"

Faced with Ji Baichang's unreasonable request, Xue Daochao refused without any hesitation.

What are you talking about? If you are not good at it, just practice more! If you can't afford it, don't play!

"Okay, okay, then I'll count based on thirty rings. The game isn't over yet!"

Ji Baichang was talking about the fact that there was still one person, Lu Qinglong, who had not reported the target. According to what they had said before, the last person would have to wash clothes for the first person for a month.

As of now, there is still Lu Qinglong's target position on the field that has not been reported.

"Okay, let's wait a little longer." Xue Daochao nodded.

"Target number nine, five shots, ten rings, full rings!"

The target reporter's voice came and directly broke down Ji Baichang's last psychological defense.

"Ah! Full ring?! So I'm the worst?!"

Ji Baichang was completely dumbfounded. After all this time, it turned out that I was the clown!
"Yes, just be good and wash Qinglong's clothes and socks for a month."

Xue Daochao reached out and patted Ji Baichang on the shoulder.

The expression on Ji Baichang's face was as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a lot of drugs. He had just finished washing clothes for Lu Qinglong the day before yesterday, so how could he bet on himself again? !
This damn gambling is really harmful to people!
"I told you what I said before. I used to shoot a gun. I destroyed ammunition in the Armed Forces Department. I was the most accurate shooter among all the people. I have fired thousands of bullets."

"The feel of the 95-style is also very stable, so I don't feel any pressure to hit full rings."

A simple smile appeared on Lu Qinglong's face.

That’s great! It turns out that except for the first day I arrived at the recruit company, there was always someone to help me wash my clothes.

"Qinglong, I am really convinced!"

"Forget it, let's see how the recruits from other classes are doing."

Ji Baichang is a man who is willing to accept defeat and can afford to play. If he is asked to wash clothes, then he will wash clothes!
"Okay, but I feel like our class monitor doesn't look very happy. Is it because most of the people in our class didn't pass?"

"I'm afraid so. Let's not lean forward and just sit still."

People with discerning eyes have already pointed it out. I'm afraid that they will probably be punished for their performance.

One after another, all the new recruits in the company completed the assessment of this final test. Lu Qinglong deliberately listened to the results of the new recruits from other classes.

Only use:
It's pretty much the same, all the same.

To describe.

Basically in each class, half of the recruits pass and half fail.

If he was a squad leader leading soldiers, he would definitely be pissed to death. He had trained so hard for so long in the prone position with his gun in hand, but in the end he only achieved such a poor result.

The recruits from other classes seemed to know this as well. After finishing the last round of target shooting, all the recruits became very silent, having long lost their initial passion.

"Captain, this is the summary of our company's shooting results. There is only one person who scored full rings, and then there are two people who scored 39 rings, three people who scored rings, and the remaining recruits who failed."

The duty officer handed the statistical form to the company commander Chen Tianjian. The recruits around him could clearly feel that the expression on Chen Tianjian's face had changed.

"It's all over!"

For a moment, all the recruits dared not say a word.

Fortunately, Chen Tianjian's phone rang at this time, and then a puzzled expression appeared on his face.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Tianjian seemed to have calmed down a lot. His eyes swept over the positions of a group of new recruits and finally stopped on Xue Daochao.

(End of this chapter)