Team Leader Zhang looked at the timer in his hand, reported the time, and said: "Sun Siqi, 1 minute 32 seconds, Li Xin, 1 minute 51 seconds, Zhou Zishan, 2 minutes 25 seconds." ”

That Sun Siqi was triumphant, hooked the trigger hole of the pistol with the index finger of his right hand, shook his hand a few times, and inserted the gun into the holster on his waist. This action is similar to the gunslinger in an American western, but it is very similar. The onlookers burst into laughter.

Gao Jin was secretly amused, thinking to himself, it would take more than 1 minute to install a "Glock 34", what is there to be proud of. I was speechless. So they separated the crowd, found Team Leader Zhang, and handed over the two boxes.

Team Leader Zhang took the box, put it on the table, opened it for a look, and handed it to the two team members next to him. He straightened up his face and asked, "Why haven't you brought the earmuffs yet?" Why is it so slow today? Speed is going to be amazing, man. ”

Without waiting for Gao Jin to answer, Xiao Ding had already arrived out of breath, holding five earmuffs in one hand and an environmental bag in the other. He put it on the table and said, "These are five earmuffs, and goggles." "I'm already a little out of breath.

Team Leader Zhang frowned slightly, and his face showed a slight hint of displeasure, but he suddenly changed to a smiling face and said, "Look at your panicked appearance, you must have lacked exercise in normal times." How can there be such a character as you under Lao Yu's subordinates? Hahaha......" reached out and patted Gao Jin's shoulder, and then beckoned the team members to distribute equipment.

Gao Jin was accustomed to Team Leader Zhang's behavior, and he didn't take it to heart. When he saw that he had nothing to do, he walked aside with Xiao Ding and sat in the stands to rest. Xiao Ding took out a pack of cigarettes and squeezed it with his hand, but it was already empty. Crumple it up casually, throw it like a basketball, and throw it at a trash can in the corner.

"Didn't they bring their own equipment? Why do you even need to use our goggles? When Gao Jin saw that the Tianlong team members tried on the earmuffs, they all showed some unpleasant expressions, and he was puzzled, and asked Xiao Ding next to him quietly.

Xiao Ding's addiction to smoking was attacking, and he yawned again and again, rubbing his nose and saying, "Zhang Min hasn't come over yet, and their equipment seems to be in her car." ”

"Oh, no wonder these second masters are willing to use our low-grade goods here." Gao Jin's voice just fell. The hallway door was pushed open, and a man walked in briskly. The sound of pushing the door and footsteps immediately attracted everyone's attention.

I saw that the person who came was a young woman, tall, well-proportioned, with a vigorous pace, a capable short black hair, eyebrows like a crescent moon and a star, although it was not a stunning appearance, but it also had a different heroic appearance. She held seven or eight bags, large and small, in both hands and walked straight towards the crowd.

Seeing this, several members of the Tianlong Shooting Team threw down the things in their hands one after another, and stepped forward to take the bag from the woman's hand. For a while, the chatter was noisy. In the crowd, she raised her head and saw that Gao Jin was also looking at herself, with a slight smile on her face and nodded. She brought her teammates' gear with her, so she was surrounded in the middle, and she didn't have time to get out for a while.

Seeing this, Xiao Ding said: "Oh, you can't talk about people during the day, and you can't talk about ghosts at night." You see this spirit, as soon as I say her, she immediately appears. ”

Gao Jin didn't pay attention to Xiao Ding, just looked at the crowd over there, and his eyes stayed on the woman.

This person is Zhang Min.

Gao Jin and Zhang Min have known each other for a long time, and in layman's terms, they are childhood sweethearts. The two have been classmates for nearly ten years from elementary school to high school. It wasn't until the second year of high school that they separated.

At that time, Zhang Min's father had already succeeded in getting rich with his years of good management. He only has one daughter, Zhang Min, and naturally attaches great importance to her education. So he spent a lot of money to arrange for her to study abroad, hoping that after completing her studies in the future, she could bring advanced ideas to the company and take over her own class.

The two never saw each other again.

After graduating from high school, I changed several jobs, but they didn't last long. Last year, he went to work at the Baiyun Shooting Club in Lingjiang City, and he was able to temporarily settle down.

On the one hand, Gao Jin has been very fond of guns since he was a child, and he also has a little talent for shooting, and he was a member of the school's shooting team when he was in college. On the other hand, the club's boss Yu also appreciated Gao Jin, and the treatment offered was very satisfactory to Gao Jin. So Gao Jin no longer has the idea of changing jobs.

It was also a coincidence that last month, the newly established Tianlong Shooting Team came to rent a venue for training. Gao Jin and Zhang Min reunited again. There is a vague emotion between each other, inexplicable, unclear. I only felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if I had long forgotten it, but I gradually recalled it.

Every time he saw Zhang Min smiling, Gao Jin seemed to be back in the past. Just like when he was in school, he couldn't help but smile in return.

Gao Jin was smirking, and suddenly felt that someone was pushing on the shoulder, and suddenly came back to his senses. It turned out that he was going to set up the competition venue, but Xiao Ding saw him in a daze and pushed him. Gao Jin hurriedly collected his mind and ran over to help with the work.

The club's personnel have their own division of labor, and there are two coaches in charge of this venue. One surnamed Zhou served as the referee on the playing field, and the other surnamed Li was responsible for scoring off the field. Gao Jin and Xiao Ding and other five people are just assistants, each of whom is responsible for arranging two target positions, replacing target paper, setting up obstacle mechanisms, and other miscellaneous chores.

This kind of IPSC competition is aimed at practical shooting, and the competition focuses on accuracy, firepower and speed.

Shooters have to run constantly and cross different obstacles during the race. These obstacles simulate situations that may be faced in reality, and strive to get closer to reality. The shooter must follow the prescribed route and reach the designated firing position before he can shoot. Moreover, the target is not fixed, not only moving back and forth, but also has up and down, left and right flip plate rotation and so on.

The playing field is open-air, separated by bulletproof glass. In this arena of the Baiyun Shooting Club, there are 10 shooting positions and a total of 20 targets. Shooters work in order, starting from position 1 and working their way up to position 10, with increasing difficulty. At first, it is a fixed target, then a moving target, a flipping target, a rotating target, and so on.

The final position 10 is said to be the most difficult to date, simulating shooting at a target on a violently shaking ship. Boss Yu has always been the most proud of this. He said: "When I encountered pirates at sea, the wind was high and the waves were fierce, and the warships were rocking. He stood on the deck, and with a five-four, one-shot, five-shot shot to kill five pirates. ”

However, Gao Jin and the others took the time to ask Team Leader Zhang these days. But there is another version, it is said that Boss Yu served in the army and belonged to the Tibetan army.

Listen to Team Leader Zhang say: "When I met bandits in the snowy mountains, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and the shadows of the trees obscured my vision. They were on the sentry post, with Bayi rifles in their hands, one for each shot, and each of them fired four shots, killing eight bandits. ”

The caliber of the two is not unified, and it seems that the bragging work is still worse. Gao Jin naturally won't take it seriously, just listen to the story.

Gao Jin is in charge of the No. 5 and No. 6 positions on the field. In a few moments, he had four targets installed. After checking the obstacles in both places again, and after confirming that they were correct, they exited the venue and came to the audience. There are more than a dozen high-definition cameras on the field, and several large TVs are installed in front of the auditorium, so you can see every detail of the shooter's movements.

At this time, Team Leader Zhang of Tianlong took out a tablet, pointed at it first, and gestured for a while. Then he said to the team members around him: "Today is the last day of the training camp, and I want to test everyone's training results." Zhou Zishan, you are ready, the first one to come. Zhang Min, you take a rest first, and the last one comes. ”

Only one shooter and one referee are allowed on the field at any one time in an IPSC match, and the rest of the players can only watch from a safe area. Although the pistols used in the competition are not weapon-grade, they also have a certain lethality, so there are many safety measures.

At this time, Zhou Zishan's whole body was fully equipped, with sunhats, goggles, and soundproof earmuffs. He held the gun in his left hand, and the holster hung from his left waist. The four magazine covers hanging from the belt were still empty. According to the rules, he had to enter the field and the security gate was closed before he could get the magazine from Coach Zhou, who was acting as the referee.

"Venue Alert"

Coach Li's voice came from the loudspeaker in the stadium, and he was sitting in the referee's seat behind the security gate with Team Leader Zhang. Everyone immediately stopped the noise and took their seats in the stands.

"Players in position"

The security door opened, and Zhou Zishan walked to the arena and came to the player preparation area. Coach Zhou was already waiting there, and when he saw him coming, he took out four magazines from his suitcase and handed them to him.

"Load and prepare!"

This time, the password was issued by Coach Zhou in the field. Zhou Zishan pulled out his pistol, loaded a magazine into the gun, opened the safety bullet to load, and put the pistol into the holster.

"Ready!"

Coach Zhou raised the timer in his hand, saw Zhou Zishan nodded, and immediately pressed the switch, and with a buzz, the game began. Zhou Zishan pulled out his pistol and ran to the No. 1 shooting position. Coach Zhou followed closely behind, holding up the timer in his hand and recording the shooting time all the way.

Gao Jin sat in the corner of the stands, also watching the situation in the arena.

I saw that Zhou Zishan's pace of movement was quite fast, but every time he reached the shooting position, he would always be delayed by a second or two when aiming. Maybe it was an unconscious habit, but it was a big slowdown in his grades. Fortunately, he was able to hit hearts at every target, and the accuracy rate was not bad.

As the saying goes, the layman looks at the liveliness, and the insiders look at the doorway. Gao Jin only looked at it for a while, and then found that Zhou Zishan seemed to be deliberately hiding his strength, and he didn't show his true level at all.

When he was in college, Gao Jin was obsessed with airsoft shooting for a while. In order to practice marksmanship well, I really put a lot of effort into it. When he first came to the club for an interview, he shot at a fixed target in the last test, and fired six shots in a row to hit ten rings, so he got this job with good pay.