The solemn crosshair trap lassoed the half-body target in his firing position.

At a distance of 200 meters, the half-body target looks about the size of a thumb, and the Type 81-1 automatic rifle's crosshair retainer easily traps it.

It took less than a second for the solemnity to level the crosshair gap and lassoed the half-body target.

solemnly stopped breathing gently, and pressed his fingers lightly on the trigger—

Phew-

The first shot was discharged.

A cloud of dust and smoke flew from behind the half-body target in the distance.

Solemn felt the muzzle of his gun jump.

The recoil of the 81-1 automatic rifle was clearly somewhat high.

In sight, the trigger retainer vibrated a lot and shook a little.

But that's when the benefits of daily training are fully realized.

According to the gun. This is the key to shooting!

The infantry of the PLA is required to be stable according to the gun.

This is also the reason why training 2 spends a lot of time practicing unsupported shooting, and requires soldiers to train with empty guns for a long time.

However, the solemn man who has already practiced many times has already been prepared.

He slowly leveled the crosshairs, only locking onto the half-body target in the distance.

Although the accuracy of the second exercise is not as high as that required for the first exercise, and the number of rings is not counted at all, the distance is doubled after all.

AT A DISTANCE OF 100 METERS, THE CROSSHAIR GAP DEVIATES BY ONLY ONE MILLIMETER, AND THE DISTANCE ON THE TARGET WILL DEVIATE BY ABOUT 31 CM.

The deviation doubles by 200 meters, and it is even worse when encountering environmental influences such as wind and light.

THE HEIGHT OF THE HALF-BODY TARGET IS 100CM, AND THE WIDTH IS 50CM.

If there is a slight deviation in the crosshair gap, there is a high chance that it will miss the target.

Be solemn and cautious.

He didn't know how much time it took, but he finally made sure that he had no problem aiming at all, and pressed the trigger again.

Phew-

The second shot was fired.

Dust splashed behind the half-body target.

This group of 200 meters in a lying position was unsupported and only the last bullet remained.

The gunfire around became dense and somewhat impatient.

It is clear that many of the recruits in this group are in a hurry to begin clearing the final required ammunition.

Due to the first time to shoot two exercises, there is a time limit for the half-body target, and each set of shots has only ten seconds.

Zhuang Yan was only a rookie, inexperienced, and because of his nervousness, he didn't know how much time he had used his first shot just now.

How much time is left?

He was finally distracted.

Xu Xingguo, who was next to him, didn't seem to fire the gun again.

Is this kid done fighting?

The half-body target on the opposite side was still there, but Zhuang Zheng had a sense of panic, feeling that the target would suddenly disappear from sight.

Don't miss the opportunity!

You can't let the target sink into the trench!

We can't let everyone see that they're off target again!

No!

Not off-target.

It's not even a chance to fire!

That would be another shame for yourself!

Countless thoughts began to run wild in my head, and my heart began to pound.

He seemed to hear the whispers of the squad leaders standing behind the shooting line not far behind him, as if they were waiting for him to come out of the ocean.

is waiting for the first class leader Yin Xiancong to look foreign, waiting for the whole class to look foreign.

If you fail again, you will be a shame on the whole class!

The inexperienced solemnity was finally impatient.

He made a mistake.

Without full confirmation, the trigger was pulled.

Phew-

The warhead flew two hundred meters in 0.33 seconds and swooped down on the half-body target.

Dust splattered on the mound on the left side of the half-body target.

All the half-body targets fell and disappeared into the trench.

"Holy! This kid has diarrhea! ”

Zhang Qihu, the seventh squad leader of the Eighth Company, who was standing behind the shooting starting line, first moved his head back from the target, looked at Yin Xiancong and said, "This kid still can't do it, he's starting to panic!" ”

Chen Qingming smiled.

He had been nervous before.

The first two shots of Solemn were good, and they were completely hit in the bull's-eye of the half-body.

The accuracy is staggering.

Chen Qingming was taken aback for a while.

Solemn, this kid's marksmanship is really a little evil!

It wasn't until the shot was fired that he breathed a sigh of relief.

The veteran doesn't know how many times he has played this exercise, and he can know the approximate situation at a glance.

Solemnly nervous, and the last of the first set of 3 rounds really missed the target.

2 points!

"First squad leader, it seems that the situation is not good!"

The layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway.

Shooting this kind of thing requires a calm mind, steady hands, and accurate eyes.

Especially in this grouped ammunition shooting mode, due to the large number of bullets, each shot must be controlled by a good rhythm.

A good shooter can be like a clever dancer, stepping on the "point" with every shot, and there will be no difference.

Once the mind is not calm, people begin to panic, and unless they have rich experience and adjust immediately, they will become more and more chaotic.

Obviously, as a new recruit, Yanyan has almost no such mental concentration.

The platoon commander Ah Dai also felt a pity on the side, the first two shots were so beautiful, but the third shot missed the target.

It's always a strain at a critical moment.

He took off his hat, sighed, and didn't speak.

The safety officer who supervised the design saw that all the gunfire stopped, and the red flag in his hand waved again.

"Go to the 150-meter firing line!"

Holding a gun, he trotted to the 150-meter kneeling shooting line, and his solemn heart was constantly scolding his mother, but he was scolding himself.

Bag!

Why can't you perform perfectly every time?!

Now, even he dislikes himself.

The hand that grabbed the handguard of the 81-1 automatic rifle was already sweaty and slippery.

Suddenly, the shout of squad leader Yin Xiancong came from a distance behind him: "Solemnly, you kid give me a good fight!" 10 seconds per set! Hold your horses! The first two shots were very beautiful! Call me like that! There is still a great chance to play excellent! Don't panic, you stinky boy! ”

A loud roar shook the solemnity of chaos in his head.

Right!

There's still a chance!

There are still 6 rounds in the magazine, and two more sets of shots.

7 shots on the target is excellent, just like Yin Xiancong roared, he still has a great chance!

Panic!

Reaching the 150-meter kneeling firing line, solemnly squatting, kneeling according to the gun, opened the safety of the 81-1 automatic action rifle.

Toot Toot Toot –

There was another hurried whistle, accompanied by a small red flag raised again.

"Target!"

With the order of Li Ding, the deputy company commander, ten half-body targets appeared above the trench again.

Phew-

Solemn was the first of ten recruits to fire, firing the first bullet of the group.

The half-body target shook slightly, and dust splashed behind it.

"Hit!" Yin Xiancong, who was in the distance, clenched his fists and swung vigorously in the air.

Chen Qingming pursed his lips and said, "Don't be too happy too early, this kid still has five bullets......"

Before he could finish his words, a solemn second shot was fired.

Phew-

Everyone was immediately silent, and all eyes fell on the solemn target position.

The half-body target shook slightly again.

"Medium! Get on target! ”

There was still the last shot left in the 150-meter kneeling position.

Phew-

Majestine seemed to have found a feeling, a sense of indescribable rhythm, and the third shot was discharged.

He was the first of all to finish the three rounds fired from his knees.

"Hit again!" A smile appeared on Yin Xiancong's face.

Chen Qingming's face elongated and became ugly.