My military function points

Chapter 21 Injured and out of the competition? 191 assault rifle, night shooting!
As Li Guohua fell, everyone rushed up immediately.

"Don't touch him!"

Xu Ke shouted loudly, then quickly squatted down to carefully check Li Guohua's injuries.

"Cough cough!"

Li Guohua coughed twice, blood foam spurted out of his mouth, and his nostrils began to bleed.

"Liu Chuan, go find Mao Xiaomao and ask him to drive the car over!" Xu Ke immediately gave the order.

"Yes!"

For this competition, the Sichuan-Chongqing Corps is responsible for logistical support, and Mao Xiaomao has special motor vehicles.

Li Guohua struggled to get up: "Captain, I..."

Xu Ke held him down: "Don't move! Don't talk! You must have injured your internal organs, go to the hospital first!"

Because of the cushioning of the safety rope, and the fact that Li Guohua consciously adjusted his body in the air when he landed and landed on his back, his injuries did not appear to be very serious at this time.

"How did he fall?" Xu Ke looked around and asked.

"Reporting to the captain, Li Guohua's hand was injured two days ago. This may be the reason," a team member answered in a low voice.

Xu Ke glared and said, "Injured? How come I didn't know?" Then he grabbed Li Guohua's right hand.

Chen Rong saw it clearly from the side and saw that the palm of his hand was already showing signs of redness, swelling and ulceration, apparently inflamed.

"When did this happen? Where is the medic?"

"Report!" Chen Rong replied quickly.

Xu Ke turned his head and looked at him: "Do you know that Li Guohua's hand was injured?"

"Report to the captain, got it!"

"Then why don't you bandage him?"

Chen Rong answered truthfully: "Squad leader Guohua said at the time that bandaging would affect training, so he asked me to disinfect and put on a Band-Aid."

Xu Ke stopped talking, he already knew what was going on.

Every team member takes this competition very seriously. Li Guohua certainly doesn't want his training to be affected by his injury, but he can't blame anyone.

"Captain Xu!" Mao Xiaomao came over with two soldiers carrying a stretcher.

"Where's the car?"

"It's just in front! Hurry up, carry the person into the car and send him to the hospital!" Mao Xiaomao glanced at Li Guohua lying on the ground and quickly began to make arrangements.

After dinner, Chen Rong and the other two were sitting at the door of the logistics class chatting, and Liu Chuan came over.

"How is Li Guohua?" Ma Shouliang asked.

"It's not a big problem. Your internal organs were injured. You will recover after a period of rest." Liu Chuan smiled and continued, "But you can't participate in the next big competition."

Lu Senbao threw a cigarette over and said, "How can you still laugh? Now you don't even have the hope of being the first in the team!"

"What can we do? No one can control this kind of accident!" Liu Chuan smiled bitterly.

Chen Rong silently moved a stool over.

The three of them were just talking about this matter. Through Ma Shouliang and Lu Senbao's analysis, he also understood the dilemma Liu Chuan was currently facing.

The eight people who came to participate in the military competition this time were all truly elites selected from the First Mobile Division. They had undergone several months of targeted training before coming.

Although Liu Chuan failed to get the first place in the 400m hurdles due to the appearance of Luo Wei from the Sichuan-Chongqing team, they can try their best in other events.

Now that Li Guohua has withdrawn from the competition, it is too late to replace him.

The overall shooting level of the First Mobile Division was only average among all the teams. Even if Lu Senbao was promoted, he could only guarantee the first place in the shooting event, but the hope of getting the first place in the team was slim. If Liu Chuan could not get the first place in the team, he would not be able to be promoted.

As for Ma Shouliang, his strongest skill was fighting, but due to safety considerations, this item was not included in the competition.

"If you can't rely on others, you can only rely on yourself!" Liu Chuan said, taking a deep puff of his cigarette.

"You are best at the 400-meter hurdles. The captain must have focused on this in the previous targeted training." Ma Shouliang sighed: "How can it be so easy for you to compete in other events now?"

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore." Liu Chuan stood up and said, "We will practice shooting tonight. The captain asked you to meet him at the shooting range at 7 o'clock."

Ma Shouliang nodded: "Yes, I know."

Half an hour later, Chen Rong followed Ma Shouliang and Lu Senbao with a puzzled look on his face: "Squad leader, am I going too?"

"King Xu just wants to see your shooting skills." Lu Senbao turned around and smiled: "Little Rongrong, you are the direct disciple of this sniper god, so don't let me down later!" Chen Rong: "Huh?!"

"Captain wants to watch my shooting? I'm not prepared at all!"

Lu Senbao looked calm: "What's the point of preparing? Just play the way you practice normally. Don't be nervous."

"Oh!"

Chen Rong silently called out the panel and took a look at the data on it.

【Physical fitness: Index 35】

[Skill - Housekeeping: Index 78]

[Skill-Fighting: Index 37]

[Skill-Shooting: Index 37]

[Skill - Taming: Index 43]

[Skill-Crossing: Index 32]

[Free attribute points: 10]

The opportunity to merge indexes once a day has been used up when fighting for the venue in the morning. The indexes of the two skills, fighting and crossing, have increased a little, and the other indexes have not changed.

"It's better not to use the free attributes for now. The shooting index is 37, which shouldn't embarrass the deputy squad leader, right?" Chen Rong thought to himself.

Soon, the three of them arrived at the edge of the shooting range.

Xu Ke was directing the team members to make preparations before shooting. Several people were placing flashlights on the ground in the distance and shining them on the target paper.

"Hello, Captain!"

The three men stepped forward and saluted.

Xu Ke returned the greeting and looked at Chen Rong: "Ma Shouliang said that you also practiced shooting here. Have you ever shot at a target at night?"

"Report, I have fought!"

Xu Ke nodded and pointed to the shooting position nearby: "Okay, you will join the others in two groups later."

Chen Rong looked at the row of the latest black 191 automatic assault rifles placed on the ground with a troubled look on his face.

"What's wrong?" Xu Ke asked when he saw that Chen Rong had a strange expression.

Ma Shouliang explained: "Captain, Chen Rong used the 81-bar and high-precision sniper rifles during training. He has never seen this rifle before."

"Hey, aren't all guns the same? Once the safety is on and the trigger is pulled, it's over!" Before Xu Ke could say anything, Lu Senbao yelled at Chen Rong: "Just go for it!"

Chen Rong glanced at Xu Ke, and seeing that the other party did not say anything, he walked directly to the shooting position, lay down, and grabbed the 191 automatic rifle in front of him.

This was indeed the first time he had seen this type of gun. When he was in the recruit company, he used the Type 95 for target practice.

The assault rifle in front of him was of the same family as the high-precision sniper rifle, and had a similar shape, except that the barrel was shorter and the magazine was translucent, so he could visually see the remaining ammunition.

"Lu Senbao, go and explain to Chen Rong how to use this gun." Xu Ke looked at Lu Senbao.

"Yes!"

Lu Senbao immediately came to Chen Rong's side.

"Here is the safety, switch to shooting mode."

"This rail is for mounting a scope, and the length of the buttstock can be adjusted so you can find the position that suits you best."

"That's about it. Okay, fight hard!"

Lu Senbao finished speaking quickly, patted Chen Rong on the shoulder and stood up. The whole process took less than a minute.

Chen Rong turned around and said, "Squad leader, there's no scope on this gun?"

"Then use machine aim and shoot based on your feeling." Lu Senbao looked indifferent.

At this time, Liu Chuan ran over from a distance: "Report to the captain, we are ready."

Xu Ke nodded: "Fire the bullets and start training!"

Chen Rong quickly looked in the direction of the target 200 meters away. Under the weak light of the flashlight, the target paper in front of him was vaguely visible, and there was a blurry small light spot at the center of the bull's eye.

(End of this chapter)