Time passed quietly, and military training gradually came to an end in the laughter and sweat of youth.

The most anticipated of all the projects in military training is undoubtedly target shooting, and the biggest motivation for many students to participate in military training is to be able to touch a gun and be able to shoot a target. Therefore, all the students were very excited on the day of target shooting.

However, what surprised Zhang Ran was that he saw Li Xinyue in the car heading to the shooting range. Li Xinyue is a teaching assistant, and she doesn't care about military training at all.

Zhang Ran didn't expect Li Xinyue to come, and asked in surprise, "Teacher Li, why are you here?"

Li Xinyue said with a smile: "Today's target shooting, I've had a good time!"

Zhang Ran was stunned, thinking of Li Xinyue's capable style, he really felt a little bit of a soldier, and said with a smile: "You want to shoot the target, I really don't see it, will you?"

Li Xinyue rolled her eyes: "I'm the head of the team department, it's not me bragging, your marksmanship is definitely not as good as mine!"

Zhang Ran said with a smile: "You are blowing this bull, if you want to say that makeup is not as good as you, I believe it, target shooting, I really don't believe it!"

Li Xinyue was quite confident in her marksmanship, snorted, and said, "It's useless to talk more, why don't we make a bet, how about a comparison?"

"Afraid of you?"

Li Xinyue said very arrogantly: "I'll fight the rings later, and the loser will be treated!"

"Okay, please eat if you lose!"

When Jia Milk Liang heard that the two teachers were going to invite him to dinner, he immediately interjected: "Teacher Zhang, Teacher Li, you can't eat alone, you can't eat alone, you can be happy with everyone, it's better to come with something, anyway, that's what it means, if you lose, please invite us to eat as a class!"

When Li Xinyue heard this, she asked Zhang Ran disdainfully: "I'm fine, do you dare?"

Zhang Ran nodded and said, "Okay, if you lose, please eat the whole class!"

"Hooray, someone has a treat!"

"Haha, it's time to eat white food!"

"Teacher Zhang, I support you, you will definitely win!" Zhang Yixin is a staunch supporter of Zhang Ran.

"Teacher Li, come on!" Ji Chen cheered for Li Xinyue loudly.

The students in class 01 were quickly divided into two factions, most of the boys were on Li Xinyue's side, and all the girls were on Zhang Ran's side. Of course, there are also more cunning ones like Jia Niliang, shouting Teacher Zhang to come on, shouting Teacher Li to come on, no one can be offended, typical two-facedness.

It didn't take long for the car to stop at the range. Zhang Ran, as well as the students, followed the instructor's instructions and entered the shooting area in an orderly manner.

After the instructor demonstrated the essentials of live target shooting on the spot, he asked a few students to try it, and the target shooting officially began.

The students followed the instructor's instructions to come to the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle that had been loaded and lay on the ground, holding the handle of the gun with their right hand and their index finger near the trigger, waiting for the instructor's instructions.

There is an instructor squatting next to each student, who is responsible for correcting the student's movements: "Attention, the recoil of the rifle is very strong, and the butt must be against the shoulder socket!"

"Start shooting!" commanded, and a burst of gunfire of "pop, pop, pop" shot straight into the sky, and a puff of dust drifted up on the chest target 100 meters away and on the loess below.

A group of 10 students who shoot targets. After the gunshot, the instructor began to report the target: "One ring, three rings, two rings, off target, five rings, eight rings, ......"

The five-way bullet was quickly finished, and Jia Niliang's five-point bullet hit thirty rings, and his heart was very happy. However, he felt that the five bullets were too few, and he didn't enjoy it at all, just like Zhu Bajie eating the fruit of life, he didn't even taste it, and the thing was gone. Reluctantly, he picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at the target.

The instructor next to him was furious when he saw this: "What are you doing?"

Jia Milk stood upright, saluted with a "snap", and said loudly: "Report to the instructor, I threw the grenade!"

"You, nonsense!" The instructor's face turned green with anger, throwing a grenade, I'll throw your sister! If Jia Nuliang is really a soldier under his command, he will definitely ask someone to drag him down and beat him violently, otherwise he will not be able to relieve his anger.

Zhang Ran walked over, patted Jia Niliang on the back, and scolded: "You can throw a grenade, okay! Go back today and write a 5,000-word grenade use experience, and hand it in tomorrow!"

Jia Nanliang trembled, almost collapsed, Teacher Zhang, you are too ruthless! 5,000 words, I can't write my brains dry! Hurry up and beg for mercy: "Teacher Zhang, I was wrong, I was really wrong! Can I do push-ups? I'll do a hundred!"

Zhang Ran asked the instructor with a smile: "Instructor, do you say it's okay to do a hundred push-ups?"

The military training was about to end, and the instructor didn't want to be a villain anymore, so he nodded and said, "Then do a hundred push-ups!"

Jia Nanliang breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly ran to the side, and started push-ups with a snort.

In the second round of target shooting, the students lay down in front of the rifle loaded with the bullet according to the regulations, and as the command to "start shooting" sounded, the student lying on the ground quickly pulled the trigger.

At this moment, one of the target students let out an exclamation: "Ah, I've been shot, I've been shot!"

There was a period of harassment at the scene, could it be that he was shot, this is going to kill people! Who was shot?

Zhang Ran's heart tightened, and a swift step rushed over, grabbed the girl who shouted that she was shot, and carefully examined: "Wang Luodan, where have you been shot? Where have you been shot? Tell the teacher quickly!"

Wang Luodan blushed and said in a low voice: "Ass, someone hit me in the ass." Teacher Zhang, I hurt so much!"

Zhang Ran glanced at Wang Luodan's buttocks, okay, there were no bullet holes, and there were no traces of bleeding, it should not be a bullet shot, and then looked on the ground, only to see a bullet casing lying next to him, and immediately understood what was going on. He breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the bullet casing, and slapped Wang Luodan's hand: "You fool, everyone shoots forward in a row, and the bullet won't bend, how can it hit your ass! You weren't hit by a bullet, you were hit by a bullet casing!"

Wang Luodan blushed and said "oh", and said in a low voice: "But it really hurts!"

The force with which the shell ejected was significant. During filming, the actor was pulled out of the head by the high-speed ejected bullet casing, and there were stitches for them. Zhang Ran explained: "The force of the bullet casing is quite large, and it will definitely hurt when it hits the body, but it's not a big deal, you just go back and rub some medicine at night." ”

Wang Luodan stuck out his tongue embarrassedly: "Got it, Teacher Zhang!"

After a few rounds of target shooting, it was the turn of Zhang Ran and the other teachers.

Students only have five rounds per person, and the teachers are treated much better, with ten rounds per person.

The instructor loaded the chamber and explained the precautions to several teachers, and Zhang Ran and they lay on the ground, put on a shooting posture, and aimed at the target.

After the instructor's password sounded, Zhang Ran pulled the trigger.

"One ring, five rings...... Three rings, nine rings, seven rings!" After the shooting, the instructor began to announce the results.

Hu Weiguo, who hit the five rings, was satisfied with his results, thinking that it seems that we have the potential to be an Olympian, and we will play the five rings as soon as we come.

Li Xinyue hit the nine rings and said proudly: "Comrade Xiao Zhang, you hit the seven rings, it's very good! But it's a little worse than me, I'm the nine rings! It seems that this time you have a treat!"

Zhang Ran looked at the old Type 56 rifle in his hand, and said helplessly: "This gun is too old, I haven't gotten used to the first shot, and the next shot will definitely surpass you!"

Li Xinyue felt that Zhang Ran was bragging, and said with a smile: "Comrade Xiao Zhang, losing is losing, don't look for objective reasons!"

After waiting for dozens of seconds, the instructor gave the order again, and Zhang Ran raised his gun to shoot.

This time, Li Xinyue was very sad and beat a seven ring, and Zhang Ran hit a ten ring, which caused a burst of cheers from the onlookers not far behind him.

Li Xinyue didn't believe that Zhang Ran had such good marksmanship, and sighed: "This luck is too good!"

In the third round, Zhang Ran had 8 rings, and Li Xinyue was also 8 rings.

……

After firing the fifth bullet, Zhang Ran's score was 7, 10, 8, 9, 9, a total of 43 rings, while Li Xinyue's score was 9, 7, 8, 8, 7, a total of 39 rings.

Li Xinyue felt that she was not sure of winning, so she lay on the ground and asked depressedly: "Teacher Zhang, why are you so good, have you practiced?"

Zhang Ran smiled like a fox: "My college roommate has a shooting club at home, and I often go to their club to shoot guns when I have nothing to do!"

Li Xinyue collapsed and said, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Zhang Ran's face was innocent: "You didn't ask me!"

Li Xinyue was depressed, she knew that Zhang Ran's script had been written, and when the military training was over, she would go to the movie channel to cooperate, and there would be a sum of money in hand, and she planned to kill Zhang Ran once, but she didn't expect to dig a pit and bury herself!

Ten bullets were quickly finished, Zhang Ran won Li Xin's 11 rings, and Li Xinyue didn't have a temper at all.

Li Xinyue patted the soil on her body, walked straight to Zhang Ran, glared at him and said dissatisfiedly: "You are not a gentleman at all!"

Zhang Ran spread his hands and said innocently: "What is a gentleman, can you eat it?" Comrade Xiao Li, in fact, I am also for your good, I am very familiar with the students in the class these days, but everyone is still a little far away from you, I am here to create opportunities for you!"

Li Xinyue chuckled: "Okay, I have to thank you specifically!"

On the day of the military training report, the sky was clear and cloudless. On the rostrum of the training ground was a banner that read the final ceremony of freshman training. All the students of the military training were full of spirits, ready to show the results of the training in the past half month.

But when Zhang Ran and his class were inspected, a sandstorm suddenly came. The students in the class could only keep their mouths shut to prevent the wind and sand from invading. But when shouting slogans, it is impossible not to move your mouth, and when you open your mouth, the sand will drill into it. So Zhang Ranban's slogan became: "One-two--bah-bah-bah!"

The face of the colonel leader on the rostrum is like opening a paint shop, colorful, how wonderful and exciting, which class is this, it is too unusual, and it is a big fanfare "phew" us!

The military training that lasted half a month is over, although everyone complained during the training, but they became reluctant to leave, especially a few girls, pulling the sleeves of the black-faced instructor and crying.

Zhang Ran knew that this would be the case, so he borrowed a camera and asked the students in the class to take a photo with the instructor and take a few group photos. This is a youthful memory, and he hopes to leave something worth remembering for the students.

Zhang Ran also left the contact information of the instructor and told him that he would send him a copy of the photo after it was washed out. Zhang Ran believes that for instructors, training future stars will be a memory worth cherishing in their lives.

(Thanks to the "readers who love novels" for rewarding, asking for collections, asking for recommendations!)

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