Once, the water stared wide-eyed, and lay motionless in the sun of Sumanda Island, very sad and angry.

All the instructors of the eight escort teams who were eliminated in the first round were punished by Captain Eagle without exception.

This is normal for soldiers who have been in the independent regiment for a long time, and if they lose, they will be punished, nothing is wrong.

However, for Mao, the other seven guys are either armed to run around the island or armed to swim around the island, but he alone is a damn gun sense training? God, what an ethereal thing this has to be?

He was alone on the hill behind the former pirate lair and now the base of the special squad. Under the scorching sun, there was no shade, no shrubs, and if it weren't for the camouflage suit made of leaves and vines he was wearing, the soldier would have thought that he would be roasted into jerky by the Sumanda sun, the kind that would hardly be sprinkled with salt and eaten only for a few days in a gust of sea breeze.

Moreover, he could not lie on his stomach in the sun, he still had to hold the Mosingana sniper rifle that had been fully assigned to him and aim at the sea, and as the waves continued to rise, a white floating object from 500 meters away would occasionally come into his scope.

To make matters worse, his hand had to be more stable than ever, and the bullet casing on the gun head demanded that he do so.

The Floater is a fruit on the island of Sumanda, about the size of a coconut with a hard shell and moisture, but it has the property of exploding when hit violently, spewing out the seeds and flavor of the fruit and its unpleasant sap. The natives of Sumanda Island called it the Bomb Fruit, and when they resisted the pirate invasion twenty years ago, they even used it as a weapon and achieved some success. Because they poured the venom of poisonous snakes and spiders into the fruit through certain means, and the fruit exploded and spewed out five or six meters of venom juice, which poisoned several pirates.

Of course, the residents of Sumanda, who now have firearms, will not use this anymore, but the mountain eagle, who accidentally learned of this strange fruit, has used it for another purpose, as a shooting target.

And it is not hung on a high tree for everyone to fight, but thrown into the undulating sea. For shooting, killing a target and living a target are two completely different concepts. This is the reason why a person who can shoot a stationary 100-meter target can shoot a gun with ten rings, but he may not be able to hit a target that is constantly moving under the action of the waves 30 meters away.

The fruit is infused with red fuel made from the red rocks unique to Sumanda Island, and if it can be hit with a single shot, the fruit will explode and explode red.

But the fruit was no more than the size of a human head, and it was sometimes half-sunk into the water under the action of the waves, and sometimes it was exposed to the water, and it was only for a brief moment, and it was even more difficult to hit a person who was running at the same distance.

The most recent record for the farthest hit in the special squad's shooting training was set by Zeng Shui, shooting at a distance of up to 420 meters.

This time, however, the firing range was increased to 500 meters, which was an almost impossible task. The water has been lying here for two days, except for seven hours of rest at night, when the night of Sumanda Island comes, and the rest of the time, it is lying here to aim and aim.

Once Shui believed that even if Mo Xiaomei, the first sniper of the Independent Regiment, came, he should not dare to guarantee a shot.

Especially if there is still a bullet case standing up on the head of the gun. Yes, the training he was punished this time was not shooting training, but a relatively ethereal gun-sense training that Tuanza once said, which is definitely what he said is "foggy" and fooling people!

It's dusk now, and it's been the 32nd hour since the water was lying here aiming at the target that was the size of a silver ocean that was undulating in the scope five hundred meters away. Once the water has calculated its law countless times, when the waves rise, it is the time when the fruit is exposed to the water the most, even the blowing sea breeze, once the water has also calculated the wind direction and volume, and even including the humidity of the barrel, according to what Mo Kitten and Tuanza once said, combined with his own more and more rich shooting experience in the past six months, once the water corrected its muzzle again and again.

However, the creep still did not shoot. Because, he didn't get any guns.

He knew very well in his heart that if he pulled the trigger, then this shot would still be the same as before, that is, calculate all kinds of rules, and then shoot, even if it hit, it would only improve the record by another eighty meters.

said that he was secretly complaining that the gun feeling that Lang Tuanza said was a little ethereal, but once Shui firmly believed that the feeling that the Tuanza chief said must exist. Because, Mo Xiaomei, the sniper instructor of the special brigade, personally admitted that he had reached that state, but he just didn't know how to describe it in words, it was just a feeling, a feeling that could not be described in specific words.

It's like a martial arts master who suddenly has improved his skills by leaps and bounds, his martial arts are flying, but he basically doesn't know how he flies, if he can say it, I'm afraid there are masters everywhere. It's the same with shooting, it's useless to just want to listen to experience, you have to understand a lot of things yourself.

The former soldier had just listened to the story, he was a newcomer, and he was excited to join the special forces, but he never thought that he could become a sniper. But he didn't expect that he really had a talent for shooting, but he surpassed his companions in half a year, which made the former soldier invisibly have a little more ambition, and he also wanted to become a trump card, a real trump card.

The regimental commander once said that in the duel between ace snipers, those who do not have a sense of gun will definitely die, because, at the moment when both can see each other from the scope, no one has time to calculate and aim anymore, just instinctively pull the trigger.

One shot, life and death.

In the Battle of the Great Wall, the Japanese army's accurate marksmanship left a deep impression on the officers and soldiers of the Independent Regiment, but in terms of elite marksmen, it was the Special Brigade of the Independent Regiment that took advantage of it. That's because the 8th Division of the Kwantung Army did not have its own super snipers. However, for Japanese people who are good at learning, after such a loss, they will definitely learn and improve.

The footsteps of all-out war are getting closer and closer, and Japan, which far surpasses China in military strength, will definitely train its own snipers in this not too short time. Sooner or later, the independent regiment will encounter Japanese invaders who are stronger than the Battle of the Great Wall.

Not to mention for what national righteousness, just for the companions around him to live well, for himself, in order to live until he married a comet girl and gave birth to a lot of dolls after the war, once Shui was extremely eager to obtain this super ability.

So he was willing to be punished, and willingly lay on his stomach in the sun for two whole days, aiming through the scope at the target that occasionally rose and fell in the waves through the cartridge casings erected on the muzzle, without firing a single shot. Even if he could already be sure of a shot.

Just to get a gun feeling that no one can ever understand.

He didn't know that in the jungle 200 meters away from him, Shan Ying and Lu Dong were silently watching him with binoculars.

"This kid, it's amazing, he resisted in the heat of thirty-seven or eight degrees for two days without firing a shot, Shanying, you won, my Lao Lu lost." Putting down the telescope in his hand, Lu Shandong shook his head and said with emotion.

"Brother Lu, it's a little early to say this, it's not dark yet! What if this kid can't bear it and blows the target with one shot? Shanying had a different expression on his face and shook his head slightly. However, this guy's progress in the past six months is really great, it can be regarded as another surprise we got here, if the Yu Brigade and the regimental commander knew that we had cultivated a sniper who chased Mo Kitten out, they would definitely be very happy, maybe even happier than seeing those gold. ”

"Haha, of course, on the battlefield, if you know that there is such a sniper protecting from a distance, this little devil will be more daring. This kid has probably sniped more than forty pirate gunners in the past six months! Lu Shandong laughed.

"Forty-two people, the farthest record, sniped and killed the two gunmen hiding in the fortifications from 500 meters away, otherwise, the hair pierced by the triangular nail on the foot will definitely die." Shanying replied very seriously.

"Dog's day, he's a bull, and Lao Tzu can't compare to him after playing with guns for five or six years. What do you think? We're good guys in the north! "Shandong from Shandong, as a northerner, is obviously proud of himself as a little northerner.

"The regimental commander is from Sichuan, the ancestral home of Mo Xiaomei, the first sniper of the independent regiment, is from the south, the Yu brigade is from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, hehe, and Chen is from Guangdong Province, you say that, isn't it 。。。。。。?" Shanying's always calm face was full of ridicule.

"Yes, yes, I didn't say this, as long as you kill the little devils, there are heroes all over the country." Lu Shandong hurriedly waved his hand, and quickly picked up the binoculars to look over there, and shouted in a low voice: "Look, that kid, you have to make a move." ”

Yes, after a full 32 hours of lying on his stomach and aiming, although there is a suction tube next to his mouth to replenish enough water, the scorching sun still makes the water dizzy, if he can, he would rather lie in the ice and snow of Qinglong Mountain at minus 20 degrees. How cool that is! What a feeling of nostalgia.

Coupled with the fact that he had been trying his best to keep the muzzle stable for a long time, he had already used all his strength, his hand had begun to shake, and the bullet case standing on the muzzle of the gun was about to stand now.

What's more, horrific bouts of vertigo are coming to the former waters.

Once Shui knew that if he didn't shoot again, maybe he wouldn't have a chance to shoot at the target again.

He can't hold it anymore.

At the moment when I was about to fall into darkness, the water passed through the bullet casings on the muzzle, as if I saw the fruit floating in the waves of the sea and tumbling in front of me, infinitely magnified。。。。。。

Fingers snapped, and a gunshot rang out.

Once the water gloriously fainted.