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Marksmanship is like a god's marksmanship

Yang Er Máo is a natural sharpshooter, and from the moment he first touched the gun when he joined the army, a gun god was destined to be born in this world

His marksmanship can no longer be described only as accurate, with an ordinary assault rifle can do a headshot within 500 meters, this is not something that can be done by relying on accuracy alone, you know, shè hit a distance of more than 200 meters, the bullet fired by an ordinary rifle will drift, let alone 500 meters?

If you give him a sniper rifle, then he is simply a killing god on the battlefield

Last year, the East Turkistan elements sent a detachment to the border to make trouble, and the border armed police force fought several battles with them, because the other party was elusive and did not love war, so the armed police suffered heavy casualties, and finally sent Xiao Zhan's division to form a 100-man special combat team to support ().

Yang Er Máo once again showed the world his godlike marksmanship in that battle, a sniper rifle in his hand is simply the sickle of death, no matter how hidden the East Turkistan elements are, as long as they show their heads within the range of the gun, there is only one end - death

In that battle, the last East Turkistan element who fell under Yang Ermáo's gun was later measured and found that the distance between him and Yang Ermáo was more than 1,500 meters, even the best sniper rifle in the world, the best sniper, could not kill the enemy with one shot, but Yang Ermáo did it

The name of the gun god is well deserved

After listening to Xiao Zhan's words, Chen Chen frowned slightly, but quickly nodded and said, "Yes, I'll compare with you."

"Brother, don't compare your love with him, it's him who owes the debt, not you." Xiao Zhan persuaded that Yang Ermáo's marksmanship was famous in the whole army, and he won the marksmanship competition championship organized by the major military regions three times in a row

Chen Chen put his arm around his shoulders and said, "What's the matter, you don't have confidence in me?" ”

Xiao Zhan nodded honestly: "I don't want to tell lies, if you really compare marksmanship with the second son, nine out of nine will lose"

"Hahaha, that's not bad, at least there is a one percent chance of winning" Chen Chen smiled and said to Yang Er: "How can you compare?" ”

The audience was in an uproar, this young man really wants to compare marksmanship with his second son, isn't that looking for death? Yang Ermáo's marksmanship is converted into the realm of national arts, it is simply a generation of grandmasters, and the only one who can defeat him is a god

"There's a kind" Yang Er máo gave a thumbs up and said: "As long as you win me, my life is yours, but if you lose-"

Chen Chen smiled: "If I lose, I will repay your debt, and I will give you another million dollars, how about it?" ”

"Okay" Yang Er máo sneered: "No three, two, three, don't dare to go to Liangshan, it seems that you are very confident in your marksmanship?" Okay, let's not take the usual path Ordinary rifles, a distance of 500 meters, shè moving targets with ten shots, whoever has the highest ring number wins, how about it? ”

"It's only 500 meters? It's too short, so let's do it, how about eight hundred meters? Chen Chen chuckled ().

Xiao Zhan also said just now that Yang Er Máo could hit a target within 500 meters with an ordinary rifle, and it seemed that he was indeed very confident in this distance. Well, in that case, I'll increase the distance to eight hundred meters and see how many crosshairs you have left

"Eight hundred meters?" Yang Er máo dug his ears, his eyes widened and said, "I heard you right, right?" Eight hundred meters, you say? ”

Chen Chen nodded and said, "You heard it right, how about it, is it better than that?" ”

Yang Er looked him up and down suspiciously, what are you kidding? The highest range of an ordinary rifle is only about 800 meters away, the bullet is a parabola, the more you go to the back, the weaker the strength of the bullet, now it's winter, the wind is strong, and it's a question of whether you can hit the target when blown by the wind, what else do you say?

Yang Ermáo tried to challenge the extreme distance with an ordinary rifle, firing ten shots, nine shots on target, and a total of fifty rings, but that was when the weather was sunny and there was almost no wind interference. In a cloudy and windy weather like today, he estimated that it would be good for him to have five shots on target within ten shots, and as for the number of rings, it could only be determined by heaven's will.

"Eight hundred meters is eight hundred meters, I don't believe that your marksmanship can be better than mine" Yang Er máo is extremely confident in his marksmanship. At a distance of 800 meters, even if there is a sight, you can only see the vague shadow of the target, and at this time it is not only about marksmanship, but also about a magical feeling, as well as luck

As a natural sharpshooter, Yang Er Máo has always had a very good feeling for shè strikes, and his luck is naturally not bad, he is confident that he has stood at the peak of human marksmanship today, and it is absolutely impossible for anyone to surpass him ().

In other military districts, it is really not easy to find an 800-meter straight. But here is exactly where the headquarters of Xiao Zhan's division is located, which used to be a military airfield before liberation, and a kilometer runway was built, which happened to come in handy today. It is not difficult to set up the moving target, and all of these special forces are mechanical, and they only need to move the position of the original moving target back a few hundred meters and then connect the wire.

Chen Chen and Yang Ermáo walked on the drawn white line with a ninety-five rifle, Yang Ermáo adjusted the sight and was aiming at the star, Leng Buding was patted on the shoulder by Chen Chen, and he said suspiciously: "What are you doing?" ”

"What, how do you pull the bolt?" Chen Chen said with an innocent face: "I can't open it for a long time." ”

Well, everyone in the audience was sweating profusely

Nima's pit father, the person who can't even open the bolt of the gun actually wants to compare marksmanship with Yang Ermáo, the gun god? What is the difference between a person who can't play basketball and Jordan and a person who can't play table tennis and Liu Guoliang compare table tennis?

Dude, you're not here to make soy sauce, are you?

Yang Er's eyes were bigger than a horse's eyes, and his facial muscles trembled as if he had epilepsy, and after getting Chen Chen's reconfirmation, Yang Ermáo burst out laughing

"Brother, you are so humorous" Yang Er máo skillfully pulled the bolt of the gun, laughed and said: "Do you need me to help you with the sights and crosshairs of the school team?" ”

Chen Chen took the gun with a calm face and said, "No need, I don't need a sight." ”

Everyone in the audience was thundered again

At a distance of 800 meters, if you don't use a sight to hit a moving target, is Nima daydreaming or is she telling a joke?

Yang Er máo sneered and said, "Don't use a sight to fight? Do you think you're a god? If you can hit a moving target without a sight, I'll kneel down and call you ancestor."

Chen Chen waved his hand and said lightly: "You don't need to call the ancestor, just call the young master."

"Who wouldn't be able to play tricks, if you have the ability to win or lose on the muzzle," Yang Er máo sneered ().

"You come first, let me see if it's worth accepting you as a xiǎo brother." Chen Chen put the ninety-five rifle on his shoulder and said lightly.

Yang Er máo snorted coldly, just people like you who know at a glance that they have never played with guns are also worthy of accepting me as a xiǎo brother, in the next life

At a distance of 800 meters, the moving target slot is about 10 meters long, and the target moves at a speed of two seconds and one meter, which means that each shot has only five seconds for you to aim. In such a short time and at such a long distance, it feels like a great challenge for the gunner to hit the target. Because you have to mentally simulate the trajectory of the bullet, and accurately estimate the effect of wind speed on the movement of the bullet and a series of factors.

Moving a target 800 meters away with a Type 95 rifle is definitely an extreme sport

Yang Ermáo stood still, closed his eyes and took a deep breath in the sky, then opened his eyes suddenly, held the gun well, and waited for the pulsation of his heartbeat and the pulsation of his hands to be synchronized, and said firmly into the headset: "Start"

As soon as the target in the distance came out of the target platform, Yang Ermáo's gun rang out, and as soon as the first shot pulled the trigger, he knew that this shot had a very wonderful intuition, and it was his innate talent, no matter how far away the target was from him, he could immediately detect whether it hit after the shot.

After the first shot hit, Yang Ermáo's mentality became more relaxed, in his mind, as long as he had a shot on target, he would be able to win the game, could it be that xiǎo Zizi who couldn't even pull the bolt of a rifle could shè a high-speed moving target eight hundred meters away? pipe dream

Immediately after just fifty seconds, with the sound of nine more gunshots, Yang Ermáo's bullet had already been fired. He put down the gun with satisfaction and breathed a sigh of relief, yes, yes, there were six shots on target

Sure enough, the voice of the recorder was clearly heard on the walkie-talkie, and the gun hit the target, a total of thirty-five rings

Everyone in the audience gasped, my God, this is 800 meters, it would be good if you could hit the target with one shot, Yang Ermáo, this grandson, can actually hit six shots, with an average of nearly six rings per shot, and he really deserves to be a sharpshooter known as the Grim Reaper

Xiao Zhan and Xie Lanlan glanced at each other and shook their heads in unison. Both of them are from military families, and this knowledge is still there, Yang Ermáo's marksmanship has definitely stood at the top of the world, and absolutely no one can surpass it

In this competition, Chen Chen lost it

"The gun god who doesn't use a sight, it's your turn." Yang Er máo clasped his hands and sneered, and the irony in his words was overflowing.

Chen Chen smiled faintly, and with a slight pinch of his right hand, the front sight and sight of the gun head were pinched into iron pieces, and he said calmly: "For me, it really makes no difference whether you use a sight or not. ”

Yang Er máo mocked: "Yes, anyway, if you have a sight, you can't hit it either, of course it doesn't make a difference." ”

Chen Chen didn't refute either, he held a gun and squinted his eyes for a long time, then suddenly turned around and said, "The person with the highest number of rings wins, right?" ”

"Nonsense"

"Okay, your life is mine" Chen Chen smiled faintly, turned his head to look ahead, the capture and magnification autofocus function of the perspective eye was fully urged, and the target eight hundred meters away was immediately magnified dozens of times, and with the ability of binocular autofocus, the gun target was extremely clear

A smile appeared on the corner of Chen Chen's mouth, and he said softly: "Begin." ”

After the gun target came out, five seconds passed in the blink of an eye, but Chen Chen stood there motionless and did not shoot......

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