"All...... All 10 rings! The voices of the target report were a little trembling, and those grassroots officers of the Seventh Division who participated in the training camp, even if they had seen Jiang Lai's achievements with a telescope in advance, were still a little shocked when they heard the results of the target report at this moment.

The officers turned their heads to look at Jiang Lai, who had a calm face, and the expressions on their faces were extremely rich.

Many of these officers were cadets, and some were born at West Point.

The military quality is not weak, and Stilwell selected them to participate in the training camp, which also means cultivating them.

These officers now understand that not only can a fat man in a wheelchair easily get rid of a major officer's gun, but Jiang Lai, who acts as the fat man's assistant, has excellent marksmanship that they can't match.

"Lieutenant Kudeller, reload the gun!" The fat man looked at Kudeller, who was in a cold daze, and said with a smile.

"Yes...... Be! Kudeller regained his composure and hurriedly reloaded his gun.

"Stationmaster Jiang really doesn't leave a little way back for the fat man!" The fat man rolled his eyes at Jiang Lai, who was standing beside him, Damn, this woman is too ruthless, all ten rings, even if he plays all ten rings again, he will fall behind in front of these training officers.

Although the first time he saw Jiang Lai with a rifle, he knew that Jiang Lai's marksmanship must be good, and after a few years of getting along, it also verified the results he inferred when he saw Jiang Lai use a gun for the first time.

Whether it is the 38 big cover, or the 98K, or the later M1 Garand, Jiang Lai is very easy to get started with all kinds of rifles, and plays with an amazing accuracy that makes Zhang Liguo, Yang Yun and him a little frightened.

To put it bluntly, Jiang Lai's marksmanship is different from the three of them, and what makes the difference between the four of them is how to use the marksmanship in their hands to create the greatest results.

There is no doubt that at this point, he brazenly feels that he is still a little stronger.

If he wants to cover a 200-meter fixed target, he can only let eight bullets penetrate the bullet hole of the target, and the less the diffusion area, the better.

Eight bullets. On a fixed target of 200 meters, completely passing through a hole, only a high-precision sniper can meet this theoretical requirement.

It's just a theoretical requirement, something that can be done. Unless God himself descends to earth.

What's more, the industrial processing of this period could not make high-precision snipers, and the ammunition needed for high-precision snipers, even if God personally went down to earth, he would not create a miracle of eight bullets piercing a bullet hole.

Plus on hand is the M1 Garand. The fat man felt that if he fought, he might be able to hit all ten rings, but the diffusion surface of the bullet hole might be larger than that of Jiang Lai, and then this group of Yankees might only listen to Jiang Lai, a woman, and he would become a vase at that time.

"Sir, the bullet is loaded." Kudeller reloaded the M1 Garand and looked up at him.

"Lieutenant Kudeller gets the fat man on the jeep, you go drive!" The fat man gritted his teeth and gave up the idea of using the M1 Garand.

"Yes, sir!" Kudeller was a little puzzled by his use of the M1. But he nodded hastily, called a few training officers as he had ordered, and put him into the jeep.

Jiang Lai frowned, and then figured out the reason, it was that she beat too hard, which made the fat man feel pressured, so he walked over with a smile and asked, "Fat man, what are you crazy about?" ”

"Hey, hey, I won't tell you!" The fat man laughed evilly and said scary tricks. There were piles in his stomach, and after a while, he asked this group of officers to kneel down and sing conquest.

Of course, this also includes Jiang Lai. Who told this woman that she didn't know courtesy, he could only use some extraordinary techniques, better than technology, not more marksmanship!

"Then I'll see what you want to do!" Jiang Lai knew that Douzui was definitely not the opponent of this goods, so he didn't say anything and waited for a while to see the result.

Don't say that Jiang Lai is curious. Even the officers in the group of training were curious, and they all looked at him, seeing him holding the grip of the M2 heavy machine gun and aiming the muzzle of the gun to the side, they were all shocked and uncertain, and they were all thinking, did he want to use the M2 to hit the 200-meter target?

Fools know that the accuracy of the rifle is better than that of the heavy machine gun, and it is also a heavy machine gun with 50 ammo, and the ballistic spread generated by the huge recoil is used to shoot accurately?

"Lieutenant Kudeller, in a moment you drive the jeep sideways through the firing position. When the jeep arrives at the firing position, the faster the speed, the better, so that the jeep can pass the firing ......position at least 40 kilometers per hour or more," the fat man instructed Kudelle while pointing to the firing point of Jiang Lai and the training officer.

As he listened, Kudeller looked in the direction of his finger, nodded repeatedly, and replied, "Sir, I see!" ”

"Go, foal!" After explaining the requirements, the fat man excitedly shouted to the driving Kudeller, which made Kudelle suddenly feel a sense of chrysanthemum.

The frightened and inexplicable Kudeller hurriedly started the car, pedaled the clutch, skillfully geared, and then released the clutch, kicked the jeep's accelerator to the end, and Willis was like a wild horse, galloping away, dusty.

"Cool!" The fat man was excited, raised his hand and pulled the bolt, and then held the handle of the M2 with both hands, ready to shoot at any time.

At the beginning, when he surrounded and annihilated the hardcover company of the puppet army Commander Wu and the bandits of Heifeng Mountain, he used a carriage to pull Makqin and almost put his stomach out.

Now it's the Willisplus M2, the shotgun is replaced by a cannon, it's strange not to shout cool!

Moreover, the M2 installed by Willis, in order for him to not be able to stand on his legs, also changed the height and the position of the M2 to fit the height.

Under Kudeller's skillful driving, Willis smoothly accelerated to a speed of 40 kilometers per hour, and then the hull of the car was horizontally and entered the firing position, so that the M2, which was originally facing the side, officially entered the firing range of fixed targets 200 meters away.

This is what the fat man wants to do, and this is the only way to make this group of training officers refocus on him with the attention that Jiang Lai has snatched.

......The fat man pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the M2 roared like a bull in heat, and the 50-caliber bullets rushed out of the barrel with the tongue of fire sprayed from the muzzle.

M2, he can be used to jerk off in Hukou Mountain, the conditions are ripe at this time, Willis Jeep with M2, fantasy equipment, than at that time, he is more expressive.

The bullets were fired at the target two hundred meters away, splashing up a row of dust of uniform height, and a row of targets made of wooden poles were continuously swept by 50-caliber bullets.

The discerning person finally saw the doorway, on the surface, this fat man was desperately pouring firepower, like a nouveau riche, without any technical content.

In fact, those who have used the M2 in this group of officers know that the difficulty of pressing the gun with the M2 is more difficult than that of the ordinary Makqin, and the recoil of the ammunition is greater than that of the M2...... (To be continued.) )