My military function points

Chapter 12: To learn shooting, just listen to me, the sniper god.

"Hold on, it will be over soon!" Ma Shouliang pressed Chen Rong's trembling shoulders and shouted.

Wang!
Little Heizi was also watching with a worried look on his face, cheering for his master.

"Ah!" Chen Rong growled, his eyes widened and his teeth clenched tightly.

Ten minutes later, the torture-like training finally ended. Chen Rong let out a long sigh, and without any reminder, he immediately limped and began to walk around the door in circles to relax his muscles and bones.

"Huh! I haven't done this in a long time. I'm so tired now!" Lu Senbao was also sweating profusely. He said to himself: "No, I have to drink two cups later to relieve my fatigue."

Ma Shouliang glared at him and said, "We're going to start shooting training tomorrow. Go to bed early tonight and do drills normally tomorrow morning!"

"No way, squad leader, we are the logistics squad, what kind of exercise are we doing?" Lu Senbao had a painful look on his face and sat down against the wall wailing.

"Besides, there's not even any bullets in the armory. What's the point of shooting?"

"The bullets will arrive tomorrow morning." Ma Shouliang lit a cigarette and said lightly.

Lu Senbao was stunned for a moment: "Where did the bullet come from?"

"I asked the captain for it."

"He'll give it to you if you want?"

"I told him that you wanted to train and prepare to participate in this year's military competition, and the captain agreed immediately."

"Fuck! Lao Ma, you're trying to harm me? I'm going to fight you!" Lu Senbao Teng jumped up.

Snapped!
The next moment, Ma Shouliang slapped him back to the ground: "You are so rebellious!"

Chen Rong heard the conversation between the two and was a little curious: "Squad leader, who is the captain you are talking about?"

“Who else could it be?” Lu Senbao had a look of despair on his face. “He used to be the leader of the anti-terrorist team in the five provinces of Central and South China, and is now the leader of the first battalion of the First Mobile Division, and also the leader of your recruit company, King Xu!”

"Captain Xu Ke?" Chen Rong was surprised: "He used to be your captain?"

Before Lu Senbao could say anything else, Ma Shouliang interrupted him: "Okay, hurry up and wash up and go to bed, it's almost ten o'clock!"

"Yes!"

Seeing that Ma Shouliang had no intention of continuing this topic, Chen Rong tactfully stopped asking.

The base faces north and south, and the shooting range is located at the innermost part, close to the northern hillside, with a depth of at least 400 meters.

At this time, Chen Rong was lying on the ground with his elbows raised, the butt of the 81-bar rifle against his shoulder, and the muzzle pointed at the chest ring target 100 meters away.

"The rifles currently in service in the army are the 191 series. We don't have any at our base. Lao Ma said he would try to lend you one when the big competition comes."

Lu Senbao sat aside with a dogtail grass in his mouth, stroking Xiao Heizi and saying, "But the shooting principles of any gun are the same, so you just make do with it for now."

"Ok!"

"You learned shooting theory in the recruit company. Let me see your aiming skills first." Lu Senbao stuck a sight inspection mirror on Chen Rong's gun. Using the principle of refraction, he could see the situation of Chen Rong's crosshairs when he was aiming.

Chen Rong did not start aiming at the first moment, but called out the panel and selected the merge index.

[Physical fitness: Index 28 (time limit 2 hours)]

[Skill - Housekeeping: Index 27 (Time limit 2 hours)]

[Skill-Fighting: Index 27 (Time limit 2 hours)]

[Skill - Shooting: Index 54 (Time limit 2 hours)]

[Skill - Taming: Index 27 (Time limit 2 hours)]

[Skill - Crossing: Index 27 (Time limit 2 hours)]

[Free attribute points: 10]

In just a moment, the target 100 meters away was magnified several times in Chen Rong's eyes. At the same time, the muscle memory of his body adjusted quickly, and he easily fixed the crosshairs at the center of the bull's eye.

Today is the first day of shooting training, and Chen Rong wants to test what level of shooting he can reach with an index above 50.

Wow, even my eyesight has improved, is that so exaggerated? !
Although he had experienced the feeling of cheating many times, Chen Rong was still shocked at this time.

Lu Senbao was also frightened. "Huh?"

Without bothering to scratch Xiao Heizi's itch, Lu Senbao simply lay down next to Chen Rong, rubbed his eyes and looked into the examination mirror again.

Chen Rong didn't want to act too exaggerated. After carefully experiencing the feeling of locking onto the bull's eye, he deliberately relaxed his arm and the crosshairs began to shake.

"Hey, don't shake, you just guessed it!"

The crosshairs continued to shake.

"Oh, I can't keep my balance!" Lu Senbao looked regretful and continued to stand up and stroke the dog. "Practice first, and then change to a kneeling position when you get the feeling. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me."

"Yes!"

After more than ten minutes, Chen Rong felt that it was about time, so he turned sideways, knelt on one knee on the ground and continued to aim his gun.

"Wait a minute! Are you aiming with one eye?" Lu Senbao suddenly asked.

He had been sitting on Chen Rong's right hand side and had never noticed that the other party closed his left eye when aiming.

Chen Rong was a little confused: "That's how they teach in the recruit company!"

"Open both eyes!"

"Oh!"

Chen Rong opened his eyes and found that he could aim clearly without the monocular. He asked in confusion, "Deputy Squad Leader, isn't it easier to aim with a monocular?"

"But it's too slow! In actual combat, by the time you have time to aim, the enemy's bullets have already hit you!" Lu Senbao explained: "You have to change your habit."

"understand!"

After the kneeling position is the standing position, which is also the most physically demanding of the three shooting positions. It requires complete reliance on the strength of the body to fix the gun.

Fortunately, Chen Rong's physical condition is still good enough and he can barely complete the aiming.

"After aiming at the target, all you have to do is fire. You need to find the rhythm that suits you, that is, the timing to pull the trigger."

Seeing that Chen Rong seemed unable to understand, Lu Senbao took the gun, pulled the bolt, aimed at the target paper and said, "Look, I'll do it for you."

As soon as the gun was in Lu Senbao's hand, Chen Rong felt that he had become a different person. His eyes were terrifyingly bright, and he didn't need to adjust his posture at all. The moment he raised the gun, it perfectly merged into one with his body.

"At this time, I have locked onto the bull's eye. Pay attention to my fingers."

Chen Rong quickly looked at Lu Senbao's index finger, only to see the other party lightly hook it, and with a click, the firing was completed. The whole action was neat and clean.

"See clearly? This is my rhythm. After locking the target, I immediately and decisively pull the trigger."

"But squad leader, the instructor of the recruit company said that you must not use force when pulling the trigger, and you must not be anxious. You must aim consciously and fire unconsciously," Chen Rong said in a low voice.

Lu Senbao curled his lips with disdain: "They know nothing. They think it's amazing that they can hit 100 rings on the 90-meter chest ring target. Forget all that and just listen to me, the sniper god!"

"Oh."

"Come on, try to get the feel for it yourself. Remember, when you pull the trigger, you must have the conviction that you will hit the target."

Chen Rong took the gun, began to aim like Lu Senbao, and then pulled the trigger.

Click!

"Don't hold your breath when firing. Breathe normally and follow the rhythm of your breathing."

"Ah? Did I hold my breath just now?" Chen Rong didn't feel anything at all.

Lu Senbao nodded and said, "Relax. Don't think of shooting as something special. Just treat it as a part of your daily life. You were so nervous just now that you even forgot to breathe."

"Abao, Chen Rong, both of you come to the door, the bullets have been delivered!" Ma Shouliang's voice came from the intercom nearby.

"Got it, squad leader. We'll be right there." Chen Rong had just finished replying when he turned around and saw Lu Senbao with a bitter face. He couldn't help but be curious: "What's wrong, squad leader?"

"Old Ma is committing a sin!" Lu Senbao stood up reluctantly: "We need to go over and help. Guess how many bullets we have sent over?"

(End of this chapter)