Chapter 9: Race 1
Ten minutes later, a military vehicle roared into the training ground, kicking up a cloud of dust, Xiao Yan took off his military jacket from the passenger seat, pushed the car door and jumped down. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
The jet-black buttoned straight hair was slightly messy in the sun, the tight-fitting army green vest showed a graceful good figure, and the combat boots under his feet made a "creaking" sound when stepping on the sand, stunned a group of training soldiers.
"Which stinky boy wants to compete with me?" Xiao Yan looked around, and walked to Su Ye's side with a look of disdain and stood still.
"Compared to shooting you Lieutenant Colonel Su, you may not be able to win me, and you want to change the dynasty after only a few days?"
"Ahem...... These are all training soldiers, save me some face. Su Ye coughed unnaturally twice, and shouted to the senior soldier just now, "It's him." ”
"It seems that my dear commander really has an opinion on me, I will solve this kid first and then go to dismantle the commander's office. Xiao Yanfeng said lightly and lightly said something that stunned everyone except Su Ye.
"Lieutenant Colonel Su, borrow the gun for me. Xiao Yan handed him the coat in his hand and pulled out a pistol from the holster on Su Ye's waist.
"Is it okay to hurt?" Su Ye naturally took Xiao Yan's coat and put it on his arm.
"It's okay, it's you anyway, and you have to be responsible for it to the end. Xiao Yan skillfully withdrew the magazine to check it, smiled at Su Ye slyly, turned his head and walked to the front of the queue with a disdainful expression, "Name, position." ”
"Report! Name: Yang Xinxing, Senior Soldier, Previously Served in the Headquarters Garrison Regiment!" Senior Private Yang Xinxing glanced at Xiao Yan, who was playing with the standard pistol in his hand, and his familiar twisting movements showed that the young major's familiarity with firearms had reached the point of perfection.
"Well, Yang Xinxing, it's really a rising star, but since it's a new star, it's better to be modest. Xiao Yan moved his right arm.
"Hey, soldier, let me ask one last question, are you sure you want to compare yourself to me?"
Yang Xinxing's heart turned a thousand times: Shooting with the best sharpshooters in the whole army, there is no shame in losing, but if he wins, it will be a stepping stone with high gold content for his promotion to the rank in the future.
"Report! I want to compare!" made a decision, Yang Xinxing replied loudly.
"Okay, courage, Lieutenant Colonel Su, please ask someone to get two sniper rifles, and before that, let's have an opening show. Xiao Yan handed Su Ye a look, Su Ye nodded helplessly and casually ordered someone to get the gun.
Xiao Yan looked around, locked his eyes on a few slightly new-colored soils, opened the safety load, and did not aim, as if he fired a few shots at random, but accurately hit a few training mines that had not yet detonated around him, and for a while the flames were splashing and the dust was flying.
There was silence all around, and everyone was stunned to look at the woman who was standing in the middle of the fireworks with a relaxed face.
"Su Ye, you can't bury this thunder, I can see it at a glance. ”
Su Ye rolled her eyes and said helplessly: "Grandma, this was not originally for you to practice guns, just bluff these wastes." The words he said in his usual tone made the soldiers around him blush.
"That's because you're not thinking about it and you're not doing things rigorously. Xiao Yan replied without a match, and walked to the shooting range, where two sniper rifles were placed.
"I don't want people to say that I bully my subordinates, 5 800-meter hostage targets, you hit the fixed ones, I play the mobile ones, you Lieutenant Colonel Su is responsible for timing, whoever hits first wins. Xiao Yanfeng said the rules of the game lightly, but Yang Xinxing's heart was seven up and down: 800-meter target, and he couldn't hurt the hostages, and the difficulty coefficient was not low.
"You come first. ”
Taking a deep breath, Yang Xinxing loaded his load, aimed at the target in the distance, and his fingers trembled with nervousness and pulled the trigger