In the far trench, two sideways running targets bounce up and move forward at a constant speed.

The first set of three shots was fired at a 200-meter sideways running target.

Woo Woo Woo –

Long Zhenghua and Jiang Cheng fired almost simultaneously.

In terms of aiming speed, there is no difference between the two.

The soldiers on the side of the top training team were divided into two groups - one of them was holding a monocular binoculars and staring at Long Zhenghua's target, and the other group was staring at the target of Jiang Cheng, a soldier of the special brigade.

"The old dragon hits the target!"

"Jiang Cheng also hit."

In the first group of three rounds, neither of them made a mistake, and after the gunshot, all of them were on target.

After the first set of bullets was fired, the two of them jumped up from behind the dirt bag almost simultaneously and began to leap forward with their guns as fast as they could.

The atmosphere was a little tense, the surroundings became very quiet, and everyone's attention was on Long Zhenghua and Jiang Cheng.

Judging from the current situation, the two are equal.

If the final number of targets is equal, then the final calculation is the length of time to determine the winner or loser.

Both men were fast and almost simultaneously reached the lime line of the second group of short pause shots at 80 meters.

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When the two of them reached the firing line, the two referees Ni Haowen and Luo Ping'an, who followed behind them, immediately blew the whistle that had been in their mouths. Whoever reaches 80 meters first, the referee who follows will immediately blow the whistle, and when the whistle is heard, the support officer in the target trench will raise the half-body target, but the target only has 5 seconds to appear in sight, and then disappears immediately.

The sharp whistle sounded far away, resounding throughout the shooting range, and two half-length targets bounced from under the target trench 80 meters away.

Woo Woo Woo –

Jiang Cheng's gun rang out first.

A cloud of dirt flew up the yellow dirt slope behind the half-body target.

The hearts of the top training team sank heavily.

Finish the calf!

Long Zhenghua would shoot later than Senior Private Jiang Cheng!

In this group of shots, the top team lost one hand.

The red-carded female officers on the other side of the shooting team immediately cheered and applauded.

Xiao Jingui couldn't help but scold: "Little girl, be careful to laugh at your mouth!" ”

Those female shooters with red cards are all specially recruited, and there is still a certain difference between them and ordinary soldiers.

Therefore, the soldiers in the top team did not treat these female officers as soldiers at all, but treated them like college students.

"Sour!" One of the big-eyed female red cards playfully grimaced at the soldiers on the top team's side, with a sneering face.

Woo Woo Woo –

Just about a second after Jiang Cheng fired, Long Zhenghua's 81-1 automatic rifle also went off.

"Old Dragon Quanzhong!"

Geng Danian shouted excitedly.

Hu Dahai said on the side: "Come on, it's almost a second slower." ”

Solemnly put down the monocular and looked into the distance.

Jiang Cheng, a soldier of the special brigade, was seven or eight steps faster than Long Zhenghua, and it was obvious that there was a gap between the two.

The master has made a move, and the difference of one second is already amazing.

It seems that as long as Jiang Cheng does not make a mistake in the last set of shots, there is basically no doubt that he will win.

This made him have to be full of surprise, you know, Long Zhenghua is not an ordinary top, although in the mouth of Zhang Cannon, Long Zhenghua did not win the ranking in the group army competition, but he is the only one among the twenty people in the team who has participated in the shooting competition in the army.

What's more, he is already in his third year of soldiering, so he can eat the army's big pot rice for one more year than Jiang Cheng, and he will definitely not be worse than Jiang Cheng in terms of experience.

He subconsciously raised his monocular and stared at Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng had already reached the 30-meter shooting line, and Ni Haowen behind him blew the whistle.

A half-length target pops out of the front right target trench.

Jiang Cheng fired at close range, and a tongue of fire erupted from the muzzle of the Type 95, and three bullet holes appeared in a triangle near the bull's-eye.

The red-carded girls who had been cheering for the special brigade began to cheer again.

"Alas!"

Hu Dahai put down the monocular and said in frustration: "We lost!" ”

After inspecting the gun, Long Zhenghua lowered his head and returned to the top team with the gun on his back.

Zhang Dacang boasted to Han: "You have won." ”

Han Zixuan glanced at Jiang Cheng, turned around and said, "You guys played well." ”

"Report!" Solemnly screamed.

Zhang Dacang said: "What's the matter? ”

"Captain, we didn't lose."

Jiang Cheng immediately said coldly: "The shooting range is yours, the target is the same as the rules, he is slower than me, why didn't he lose?" ”

Clearly, he didn't want to see anyone question his victory.

The people from the shooting team couldn't help it, looked at the solemn and gossipy and said: "I said that the senior soldier, if you lose, you lose, and it is normal to lose and win the game." ”

"It's just that when we play, we don't guarantee to win every time, and there are times when we lose."

"You can afford to fail!"

The corner of his solemn eyes didn't even glance at the shooting team members, but he insisted: "I have a basis for saying this." ”

Zhang Dacang said: "Tell me about it." ”

solemnly walked up to Jiang Cheng, stretched out his hand, and said, "Can you show me your gun?" ”

Jiang Cheng looked at Han Zixuan, and Han Zixuan said: "Give it to him." ”

took Jiang Cheng's gun and solemnly weighed it in his hand.

It's a little lighter than the Type 81-1 automatic rifle I used, and in many places it looks like it's made of plastic, not cold steel.

He took it in his hand and made a gun action like Jiang Cheng did before.

With a stockless gun, it feels more comfortable to be on the top of the gun.

After repeating the gun, he solemnly made his own judgment and asked Jiang Cheng: "How long is this gun?" ”

"Without a bayonet, without adding attachments 764 mm." Jiang Cheng said.

Solemnly pointed to the pile of Type 81-1 automatic rifles leaning against him behind him, and said, "Do you know how long that thing is?" ”

Jiang Cheng sneered: "Don't test me, I've played 81-1 style." ”

Said solemnly: "Then you say." ”

Jiang Cheng said: "Without a bayonet, the whole gun is 955 mm long. ”

solemnly said: "That's right, just now Long Zhenghua started to fall behind when firing the second group of bullets, and when it came to close shooting, he was a little slower than you." It's not because you're faster than him in searching for targets and aiming at them, it's because your gun is shorter than his. For example, close shooting......"

solemnly made a quick close shot with a gun, and then said: "Just the muzzle of the gun is slower than your gun's travel, this is a natural advantage, not human can change, if the same gun is used fairly, I don't think Long Zhenghua will lose." ”

After that, he handed the gun back to Jiang Cheng, and said by the way: "The gun is good." ”

Han boasted that he was silent.

Luo Ping'an didn't say anything.

Both stared at solemnity.

Jiang Cheng spoke: "Okay, since you say so, let's have a fair one, both use your 81-1 style, you pick a gun for me, and I want to have a rematch with you." ”

Zhang Dacang said: "Do you want to compete with Long Zhenghua again?" ”

Jiang Cheng shook his head, pointed his hand, and pointed at the solemnity, his face showing the arrogance of a special soldier.

"No, I'll compare with him!"

As he spoke, his sharp gaze shot at the solemn and said, "Do you dare to accept my challenge?" ”

A solemn competitive spirit immediately swelled up and said, "What don't you dare! Fight to fight! Who's afraid of whom! It's just a special brigade! ”