"Platoon commander, come on, show one to our recruit comrades!" Peng Mingxuan said.

"Platoon commander, let's have one!" Huzi's goods were in charge of teaching the recruits to line up today, and they also started to coax.

The hairless guy screamed even more happily, shouting, "Come one, come one, come one......"

All the recruits were brought up by the lack of rhythm, and they all followed suit, shouting: "Come one, come one ......"

When Nie Xiaotian heard this, he was very gracious.

If they didn't perform the last one, they would be disappointed.

Nie Xiaotian shook his head, secretly thinking that he was lucky to have a super system, otherwise he would really be stumped by these guys. If that's the case, I don't even have any countermeasures, and when the time comes, I go forward and release the gun, and I don't even touch a target, how embarrassing it will be.

Thankfully, this won't happen to me today.

Nie Xiaotian thought, got up, and walked over. As I walked, I also opened the game interface on the watch in my hand.

Two days ago, the lottery drew an error-free crosshair, which is still in the personal warehouse.

Nie Xiaotian is glad that grandma's, it's good to have you. Otherwise, I will be embarrassed today.

"Hmph, Peng Mingxuan, bring the gun!" Nie Xiaotian said angrily to Peng Mingxuan. Secretly thinking Peng Mingxuan, you stinky and shameless, you are doing me.

Peng Mingxuan didn't realize it, he smiled, and handed the 38 big cover he was holding towards Nie Xiaotian's hand.

The recruits looked at Nie Xiaotian expectantly, they thought that the legendary Nie Platoon Commander, his marksmanship was so exciting!

Nie Xiaotian said: "Regarding shooting, I think the deputy platoon commander and several instructors have said a lot to you." This thing is simple and simple, complex and complicated, to put it simply, that is, when aiming, it is necessary to have three points and one line. Of course, this theory is correct when this thing is at close range. But if it's too far away, it's windy, or it's raining, then the theory has to be changed a little. At this time, there can be no three points and one line. ”

When Nie Xiaotian regarded himself as a military fan, he didn't know which book he had stolen from the knowledge, and said cheekily.

When the recruits heard it, they felt that what Nie Xiaotian said was very professional, and while admiring it, they all secretly wrote it down.

Among the recruits, there are also people who don't understand, and their hearts say what the hell is this, hurry up, shoot!

Peng Mingxuan, Huzi and Wumao heard it in their ears, and sighed in their hearts, saying that they had known that the platoon commander was so good at theory, and it was time for him to train recruits.

Nie Xiaotian was extremely thick-skinned, and secretly thought that although his marksmanship was not very good, but I had a bug, just get it around, and the ten sharpshooters were not Lao Tzu's opponents.

Nie Xiaotian was secretly proud, and began to act in his hands, and said, "Okay, I'll show you how to shoot at close range!" As he spoke, Nie Xiaotian aimed towards a target at the end of the school field.

It is said to be close, but in fact it is not close, it is about 300 meters away. The hairless kid fought bravely on his own, and he had already run over, saying that he wanted to report the target.

Seeing that Nie Xiaotian was going to choose to shoot at a distance of 300 meters, Monk Yang was stunned, and sighed that Nie Platoon Commander was a master of art and bold.

Huzi was a little worried, the last time he saved Monk Yang, he felt that Nie Xiaotian's marksmanship was a little strange, and the bad marksmanship almost killed Monk Yang together, and he didn't have the god-like power when he hit the Chenjiazhuang Turret.

Now that he saw that Nie Xiaotian was going to demonstrate shooting, he still used a spear, and he had to shoot at a target three hundred meters away, Huzi was worried, and said in his heart, platoon commander, platoon commander, you can't lose face in front of the recruits. You have to play normally, otherwise our brothers who came down from Black Tiger Mountain will have no face.

"Three points and one line!" Nie Xiaotian shouted, and suddenly his hand moved, and the index finger of his right hand had already pulled the trigger, and there was a snap at the moment.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Nie Xiaotian moved quickly, and after firing the first shot, he pulled the bolt of the gun continuously, and then shot four more shots.

Everyone was startled, and they all looked at the target that Nie Xiaotian was shooting.

Wu Mao had already arrived near the target, just hearing the sound of the gun, he became excited, and when Nie Xiaotian finished the last shot and put the muzzle down, he immediately ran towards the target with a smile. Take a closer look, ho, the hairless guy's eyes are straight.

Everyone is waiting to know the outcome. The hairless guy was stunned in the distance, everyone was unhappy, and Peng Mingxuan scolded even more: "Hairless, can you be reliable in doing things!" Hurry up, tell me how it turned out! ”

"Deputy platoon commander, hit! All hit! Hairless smiled as if picking up the money.

Peng Mingxuan was angry, and said in his heart, with the platoon leader's marksmanship, Lao Tzu didn't know that he was hit. immediately scolded: "I'm asking about how many rings!" ”

When everyone heard it, yes, how many rings?

Huzi and Monk Yang's hearts were even more anxious, if the target wasn't too far away, they couldn't wait to go over and give a few kicks to the hairless guy, and then see for themselves.

"Fifty rings!"

As soon as Wumao's voice fell, the audience became a sensation.

Especially those recruits, looking at Nie Xiaotian's eyes is like looking at a great god.

300 meters, what kind of concept is this, even if these people use their strength to run, they have to run for more than half a minute. Even if you look at it with your eyes, the red heart on the target is only the size of an ant. But Nie Xiaotian's five shots and five hits, fifty rings! I hit the heart that looked like it was about the size of an ant!

It's amazing!

Nie Xiaoxiao shook his head and threw the gun back to Peng Mingxuan.

Peng Mingxuan was stunned for a moment, looked at Nie Xiaotian and shook his head, and said in his heart, what's the matter, platoon commander, it's all fifty rings, why don't you think you can fight well? !

"Alright, you guys go ahead." Nie Xiaotian said lightly, ignoring everyone's surprised eyes. His heart hurts, what a good fifteen-minute error-free crosshair, yes, just used it once, a devil didn't kill, wasted, shameful, not exquisite, it's a pity that Lao Tzu drew the five hundred glory value.

Huzi breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly said that he was fucking worried, who is the platoon commander? That's the person who can knock out the little devil in the shooting hole of the devil's turret from 600 meters away. That time to save Monk Yang, he must have deliberately missed the enemy's vital point. Yes definitely! Definitely!

Hey, I'm really worried about eating radishes. Thinking about it, Huzi couldn't help but shake his head.

All the soldiers also came back to their senses, and I don't know who clapped their hands first, and then everyone clapped their hands in unison, and cheered loudly:

Nie Platoon Chief!

Platoon Commander Nie is a sharpshooter!

Platoon Commander Nie is a god!

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