No matter how dirty Mr. Zhao Ritian's thoughts are, thinking of those men who dedicate their youth and lives to the motherland as eating rice, at least he has become more and more like a soldier.

All kinds of basic technical movements have been learned, and even fighting techniques can be learned with their comrades, of course, provided that he does not use that kind of strange force. Nowadays, only the most important and the most basic ability of a soldier remains, which is shooting!

"Your eyes, the sight on the gun, the target, three points in a line. Long Ao and Zhao Yongqi lay on the ground together, and while demonstrating, they said: "The legs are naturally separated, and the back of the body is supported in a triangle to counteract part of the reaction force of the firearm. The handle of the gun should be on your shoulder socket and cannot be separated, otherwise the instability of the gun in both hands will affect the shooting accuracy at the same time, and it will also cause the firearm to retreat due to the reaction force when shooting, resulting in injury to your shoulder. Remember?"

"Hmm. Zhao Yongqi, who carefully watched Long Ao's movements, nodded, indicating that he understood, and then withdrew his gaze, followed Long Ao's example, and put on a posture. At first glance, it's exactly the same.

For Zhao Yongqi's comprehension ability that is far beyond ordinary people, Long Ao is not the first time to see it, he stood up, looked at Zhao Yongqi's posture from behind, nodded, half-squatted behind him and raised his hand and said: "Now pay attention, open the insurance, point the shooting position, ten shots!" ”

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Yongqi pulled the trigger when he saw the signalman on the side waving the small red flag in his hand.

Zhao Yongqi, who had almost no pause, quickly finished shooting the ten bullets in the rifle, stood up neatly, retreated the shot, turned off the insurance, leaned the rifle against the side of his leg and shouted: "Shoot over!"

Bang bang, suddenly a few crisp applause came from behind him, and I saw Xin Tianwei, the chief of staff holding the telescope, come up with a smile and said: "That's right, ten rapid fire, nine ten rings, one nine rings, even veterans are rarely able to do it." ”

As if to confirm Xin Tianwei's words, the shooting range test that ran in the trench in the distance held the target paper and shouted: "Ninety-nine rings!"

This achievement, not only the surrounding soldiers, but even Long Ao was a little surprised, but Zhao Yongqi in front of him frowned and didn't seem to be very happy.

"What's wrong? This result is very good, what's the problem?" Xin Tianwei saw Zhao Yongqi's embarrassment, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Report!" Zhao Yongqi, who straightened his body, gritted his teeth and said, "The sight of this gun doesn't seem to be right." ”

"Huh, is there such a thing?" Xin Tianwei and Long Ao glanced at each other, then took Zhao Yongqi's rifle, raised it and looked at the ground, frowned and said, "What's the problem?"

"This ......" grabbed the messy hair, Zhao Yongqi hesitated and said: "I can't say it either, but I feel that the aiming line is wrong, a little crooked." ”

This time Xin Tianwei was interested, others didn't know, but he knew very well that some people were born with a much stronger sense of distance and straight lines than ordinary people. This special ability is similar to some people have a well-developed sense of taste and some have a particularly sensitive sense of smell.

Without waiting for Long Ao to speak, Xin Tianwei pointed to the soldiers of the surrounding companies and said, "You pick the guns in their hands one by one, which one you like, take it back and shoot it again." ”

"Yes!" Zhao Yongqi nodded, walked to the middle of the soldiers in his squad first, took their guns, and looked at each one carefully, but returned it again. After a few minutes, when everyone thought he was playing tricks, he came back with the rifle of another soldier from the squad and said, "Report, this gun is good." ”

Xin Tianwei personally handed Zhao Yongqi a **, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Twenty rounds, twenty seconds of rapid fire, this is a big time project, try it." ”

"Yes!" Zhao Yongqi, who didn't talk nonsense, immediately lay down on the shooting position, followed the essentials of the action, made preparations, and erected a small sign on the shooting position. The responsible starter, after waving the small red flag in his hand, a series of gunshots rang out.

Click, pinching off the timer in his hand, Xin Tianwei looked at it, thirteen seconds, this speed can be said to be very fast.

Xin Tianwei, who was a little excited and expectant, raised the telescope and only glanced at it, as if the telescope was sticky to his eyeballs, and he didn't put it down.

The soldiers behind him were also waiting for the final decision, but they didn't see the sound of the target announcer.

Two or three minutes later, the figure of a soldier ran from the trench, and when he saw Xin Tianwei, he was stunned at first, and then hurriedly saluted: "Chief of Staff......"

Xin Tianwei didn't talk nonsense with him at all, he snatched the target paper in his hand and just glanced at it, as if he was happy. Without saying anything, he walked happily in the direction of the regiment headquarters with the target.

Long Ao, who was already standing beside Xin Tianwei, naturally saw the target paper clearly, and at this moment, he looked at Zhao Yongqi like a monster.

After a long time, Long Ao, who touched the slag, went to get another **, directly loaded Zhao Yongqi's gun, and went to the shooting position to shoot a rapid shot, but the final result was only one hundred and ninety-six rings. In fact, this is definitely a marksman's achievement, but Long Ao's brow is still not unraveled.

After getting up, stuffing the gun into Zhao Yongqi's hand, and reloading him with **, Long Ao said, "Shoot again!"

Zhao Yongqi, who didn't understand what they were doing, could only lie down honestly and continue to shoot once according to the essentials of the action.

This time, when the target reporter excitedly retrieved the target paper, it immediately became an item for the soldiers to scramble.

I saw that on the target paper of the upper body style of the humanoid, also known as the chest target, in the center of the ten rings, the dense gun holes were squeezed together, almost making a hole in the most central position.

When they saw this target paper, the veterans were amazed, while the recruits were a little dazed.

"Isn't that all the Ten Rings, is it that unusual?" muttered a recruit inadvertently.

"You know what a fart!" a veteran glared angrily, and then said: "When our whole army was in a big competition, the gun king who fired 20 seconds and 20 rapid fires only had a score of 199 rings, and it is said that only the XX army had a sharpshooter who had scored 200 rings in the whole army's big competition! And on the photo of the target paper, the gun holes were not so evenly distributed. If this thing gets out, it can scare a bunch of people to death!"

Hearing the veteran's explanation, the recruits realized that what seemed like a simple shot turned out to be so powerful.

In fact, the accuracy of the assault rifle is limited, it is not a high-precision rifle like a sniper rifle, and it is very difficult to hit all the ten rings in a shooting environment that requires speed, which is also the fundamental reason why Long Ao and Xin Tianwei will be so surprised.