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Mo Shaokun's sudden rise was just a small splash in the crowd, and everyone admired his efforts, but not too many people paid attention to his ability.

After the physical fitness assessment, all the members began the firearms assessment at the foot of the mountain, the assessment content is very simple, one is the assembly of firearms, the second is shooting, and the third is the actual combat drill.

Firearms are not like physical fitness, hard work is one thing, but sometimes talent is also important. For the firearms assessment, Mo Shaokun still has a little bottom in his heart, his talent in firearms is good, although he has not been in contact for a long time, but now he is definitely not bad in terms of marksmanship or understanding of the firearms themselves, and even he is confident that he can get more results than the physical fitness assessment!

The 568 people were divided into three groups to conduct three assessments, and then exchanged assessment items with each other, which saved time to the greatest extent.

Mo Shaokun's group first conducted a firearms assessment, and the other two groups had 190 people, while Mo Shaokun's large group only had 188 people. These 188 people were divided into 9 groups, the first 8 groups had 21 people in each group, and the zuihou group had 20 people, and Mo Shaokun was in this zuihou group.

"Group 9, out of the ranks!" With the roar of the instructor, the 20 students who were sitting cross-legged immediately got up and came to the temporary assessment table.

"Shaokun, come on! You can do it! Wu Yan had already been assessed, and his results were not bad, he shook his fist at Mo Shaokun and said.

The corners of Mo Shaokun's mouth turned up and showed a smile at him, his firearms training can progress so fast, in addition to his own talent and willingness to work hard, Wu Yan's help is not small. He taught himself a lot of tricks, which were not knowledge that could be obtained from books, but were completely summed up from personal experience in daily life.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Shaokun stood in front of a table in Zuihou, looked down at the firearm in front of him that had already been disassembled into parts, and muttered in his mouth: "Five-four-style pistol, caliber 7." 62mm, 8 rounds capacity, effective range 50 meters, rate of fire 30 rounds per minute. Advantages: powerful, can shoot through 3 mm thick steel plate, 10 cm thick wooden board, 6 cm thick brick wall, 35 cm thick soil layer at a distance of 25 meters. The structure is simple, strong and durable, and can adapt to various harsh environments. ”

After reading the word, he looked at the parts on the side and continued: "Type 79 submachine gun, caliber 7. 62mm, 20 rounds capacity, effective range 200 meters, rate of fire 1000 rounds per minute! Advantages: simple structure, small size, light weight, good precision, strong firepower at close range, easy to carry and use. ”

A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth slightly upturned, Mo Shaokun was full of confidence in himself, now if he only talked about the understanding of common firearms, he believed that few of these students could be stronger than himself! The two books that Mo Li gave him are not the kind of books that can be bought on the market to introduce firearms and weapons, and those two books have a very detailed introduction and analysis of the common firearms in various countries today, and now the knowledge in those two books Mo Shaokun has already memorized it backwards.

Of course, it's not about the knowledge of firearms that you're going to test now, it's about reassembling the parts blindfolded, which is really difficult. However, Mo Shaokun still has confidence in himself.

"Ready!" An instructor shouted.

There is an instructor at each examination table, who is responsible for recording and checking the results of these rookies. Hearing the password, the instructors immediately picked up the cloth tapes in their hands and blindfolded the students one by one, and at the same time held the timers in their hands.

"Let's go!"

The command was given, there was a clicking sound everywhere, and the instructors pressed the timer in their hands at the same time, and at the same time the students began to assemble their guns.

"Barrel, sleeve, re-entry spring, sleeve base, firing machine, magazine, ......" Mo Shaokun almost touched his hands towards the table at the same time as the command was given, and he needed to confirm whether the parts were the same as the positions he had memorized before.

Then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he made a move like electricity, only to hear a click, put on the re-entry spring, pull the sleeve, load the magazine, close the insurance, and after a set of smooth movements, a complete pistol was assembled.

The instructor on the side pressed the timer, 10. 6 seconds! He glanced at Mo Shaokun with some surprise, although this speed was not very fast in the eyes of the sand fox members, and even any other student would not be surprised to complete it at this time, but Mo Shaokun was different, this guy didn't even recognize all these parts when he first conducted firearms training!

The instructor didn't say anything, but his eyes were fixed on Mo Shaokun's hands, and at this moment, Mo Shaokun had already begun to assemble the Type 79 submachine gun.

"Done!"

"Done!"

“……”

The voices of other students were heard from time to time, but Mo Shaokun did not have the slightest impatience on his face.

"Done!" Mo Shaokun put the firearm in his hand heavily on the table and shouted loudly at the same time.

The instructor quickly pressed the timer in his hand, nodded imperceptibly, and helped Mo Shaokun remove the blindfolded cloth tape.

Mo Shaokun didn't ask the instructor about the results, he first looked at the others, and at this moment, many people had completed the assembly, but there were still a few that were still not completed. He let out a long sigh, thinking that this assessment should not be too bad.

"The pistol took 10 hours. 6 seconds, 21 for the submachine gun. 8 seconds. The instructor glanced at Mo Shaokun and said, and suddenly the corners of his mouth grinned slightly: "Yes, at least passed." ”

Mo Shaokun smiled and waved his fist at Wu Yan in the crowd, obviously very excited in his heart.

After a short time, when the group of assembled guns was completed, the instructor took them to a makeshift shooting range not far away.

"It's not easy to take the shooting test." Wu Yan whispered.

Mo Shaokun nodded, it is indeed not easy, the surroundings are desolate, the wind is much more than the shooting range in the base, it is really difficult to achieve good results in this situation.

Stretching his index finger into his mouth and licking it, Mo Shaokun raised his hand high, and whispered to Wu Yan after a while: "Northwest wind, wind force 5 to 6." ”

"Hey, you're getting more and more like a soldier." Wu Yan looked at Mo Shaokun strangely, this method of crosswind direction and wind speed was not taught by him, but he must admit that this method is still very effective without conditions.

"I was originally a soldier." Mo Shaokun said with a smile.

"Well, I forgot, jishu soldiers are also soldiers."

"......" Mo Shaokun rolled his eyes, looking at the bullseyes that had been erected not far away, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Team 1, prepare!" With the instructor's shout, the 21 people immediately took a few steps forward, and at the same time took out their pistols, loaded their magazines, and aimed at the target 50 meters away.

"Shoot!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang ......" The gunfire fluctuated, and soon the first group assessment ended, and after the results were recorded, the second group stepped forward to be assessed in the coach's command.

"Group 9, prepare!"

Mo Shaokun took a deep breath, took out his pistol to check it, then held the butt of the gun with his head slightly sideways, his eyes narrowed slightly, he did not aim directly at the bull's-eye, but slightly deviated to the side.

"Shoot!"

"Bang!" A shot was fired, Mo Shaokun frowned slightly, he faintly felt that he still hadn't found the right direction, the muzzle of the gun moved slightly to the side and deviated slightly, and he pulled the trigger again.

"Bang! Bang! Bang......"

8 bullets were shot out one by one, Mo Shaokun took a long breath and withdrew the pistol, except for the first shot, he felt a little out of order, and he felt that there should be no problem with the next few shots, of course, this is just his own feeling, as for the real results, it is not up to him.

"No. 565, 60 rings."

"No. 566, Ring 69."

"No. 567, 65 rings."

"No. 568, ring 64!"

Hearing the target report results, Mo Shaokun smiled, 8 bullets only 64 rings are far from being as exaggerated as Mo Li at the beginning, but Mo Shaokun is already very satisfied with this result, anyway, it's only a month, it's good to have such a result, and the wind is still so strong today, don't say it's him, aren't those veterans at this level?