Chapter 12 You're an advertiser

Seeing is believing, hearing is false.

Gong Jian, Fan Tianlei, He Chenguang and the remaining few people who participated in the assessment walked to the No. 10 target position, that is, the target position where Zhang Yang shot.

They all wanted to see what the ten bullets looked like through a bullet hole.

After all, this kind of thing is too rare, it can be said that the ancients have not been seen before, and the people who have not come after have not been seen.

I saw that there was only a lone bullet hole in the bull's-eye of the No. 10 target, which looked very conspicuous.

Gong Jian took out a bullet from a Type 95 automatic rifle and stuffed it into the bullet hole, and he was surprised to find that the diameter of the bullet hole was only a little wider than the diameter of the bullet head.

"The caliber of the bullet used in the Type 95 automatic rifle is 5.8mm, and now the diameter of this bullet hole is about 6,7mm, and it will not exceed 8mm anyway!"

Speaking of this, Gong Jian gasped and said in disbelief: "That is to say, Zhang Yang not only hit one bullet hole with ten bullets, but also the deviation of each shot is only a few tenths of a millimeter!" ”

"How the hell did he do that!!"

As the only person present who had a similar experience to Zhang Yang, He Chenguang naturally knew how difficult it was for a bullet to pass through the same bullet hole.

At this time, he looked at Zhang Yang's eyes with only a deep sense of admiration.

"Zhang Yang, did you learn to shoot before? How the hell do you do that? Fan Tianlei forcibly endured the excitement in his heart and asked Zhang Yang.

At this time, Zhang Yang still had a calm expression on his face, which made the onlookers feel a feeling in their hearts.

Looking at him like this, it seems that he often plays such results?

"Huh!" As soon as Zhang Yang spoke, including Gong Jian and Fan Tianlei, all the soldiers present had their eyes lit up, and some even wanted to prick up their ears and put them to Zhang Yang's mouth.

Zhang Yang's shooting skills left a big impression on them, if they can learn some lessons from Zhang Yang's words.

Although it is not said to have reached the level of shooting like Zhang Yang, it will definitely benefit a lot from it.

Of course, if they knew that Zhang Yang relied on the assistance of the system to achieve such results, they would not have said so.

"That's right, I've been practicing shooting since elementary school!"

"Oh! No wonder! As soon as Zhang Yang finished saying this, some soldiers nodded in an instant.

Immediately, Zhang Yang said something that almost made them vomit blood.

"But that's in the game! I play games often to take ace's! ”

Nima, can the game compare to the real world?

Then I'm still a billionaire in "Monopoly"!

Gong Jianqiang resisted the urge to beat Zhang Yang, and pretended to be angry: "Zhang Yang, be serious, otherwise I will use you as a target!" ”

"Well, I don't really have any real shooting experience, mainly because I fired a few shots during recruit training."

"I just hold the gun, then aim at the bull's-eye, and after each shot, I will correct the shooting position of the next shot according to the surrounding environment and other factors!"

"This should be called consciousness in the game, and of course there is experience!"

Zhang Yang said with a serious face.

Fan Tianlei was stunned, Gong Jian was stunned, and He Chenguang was stunned.

Everyone present was stunned!

Are you here to tell us about your shooting experience or are you here to advertise a game like that?

Is there a difference between what you say and what you don't?

"Alas! So be it! Gong Jian sighed, knowing that he shouldn't be able to ask anything.

"Your target is left as a souvenir, it can be seen as a symbol of our fourth sharpshooter company, and if there are new recruits joining the fourth sharpshooter company in the future, I will show them this target."

"Show them what a real sharpshooter can be!"

Gong Jian looked at the target that Zhang Yang shot and said meaningfully.

"In that case, the first round of the shooting assessment is over, and the second round will begin!"

Then Gong Jian announced the results of the first round, and just wanted to explain the rules of the second round of the 100-meter sports rapid fire.

But Fan Tianlei interrupted him, and then the two of them whispered together and didn't know what to say.

"Judging from the results just now, your shooting skills are not bad!" After Gong Jian and Fan Tianlei finished talking, they turned back to preach.

"Staff Officer Fan and I both feel that Zhang Yang's shooting skills are among the best even in the fourth company of sharpshooters, and only He Chenguang may be able to compete with him."

Hearing this, the soldiers thought that Gong Jian was going to compete with He Chenguang again.

But Gong Jian's subsequent words were somewhat unexpected.

"So Staff Officer Fan and I decided that there would be no competition in the second round of shooting assessment, and we wanted to test how far Zhang Yang's shooting level had reached!"

"In the second round of assessment, the participants will be publicized as one person, and the assessment item will be changed to playing frisbee!"

"What? Play Frisbee! He Chenguang and Wang Yanbing were shocked when they heard Gong Jian announce that the second round of assessment was actually a frisbee.

Playing frisbee is much harder than hitting a moving target!

There are special machines in the army that launch frisbees, which can adjust the launch speed of frisbees, and the launch trajectory can also be set to regular and irregular, and several frisbees can be launched at once.

Since Gong Jian said that he wanted to detect Zhang Yang's real shooting level, it would definitely be difficult to set the launch speed and trajectory of the frisbee.

The speed of the frisbee will definitely be set faster than the moving target, and the moving target can be traced, but the trajectory of the frisbee can be set to be irregular.

In other words, you can only judge the flight trajectory of the frisbee based on experience!

"Zhang Yang, this frisbee is not a frisbee like a game outside, do you dare to accept the challenge?" Gong Jian smiled and said to Zhang Yang.

"Why don't you dare! I'm just going to hit the moving target! Zhang Yang smiled and said confidently.

"If you have confidence, then you should prepare first!" Seeing Zhang Yang's appearance of victory, Gong Jian was a little puzzled!

It's true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, why is this kid so crazy!

After a while, the frisbee transmitter was pushed over.

"Zhang Yang, there is a red line 300 meters in front of the frisbee transmitter, and you have to wait for the frisbee to fly over that red line before you can shoot at the frisbee, understand?" Gong Jian said to Zhang Yang.

"Understood!" Zhang Yang said loudly.

"Hehe, I'll set a launch speed of 60 kilometers per hour first, and let this kid suffer a little! Kill his madness! ”

Gong Jian thought of this, so he set the firing speed of the frisbee to 60 kilometers per hour, and also set the flight trajectory to irregular flight.

Fan Tianlei said: "Old Gong, this is not good! The moving target movement speed is only 40 kilometers per hour, and now you directly set it to 60 kilometers per hour, and it is still flying irregularly, Zhang Yang is afraid that he will not be able to shoot any of them! ”

"It's okay! It is to extinguish his sharp spirit, otherwise how will he be treated in the future! Gong Jian smiled a little sinisterly.

"Yes!" Fan Tianlei nodded appreciatively!

"Zhang Yang, get ready! I'm going to start launching! Gong Jian saw that Zhang Yang was still in that ecstatic shooting posture, and kindly reminded.

"Ready, you shoot!" Zhang Yang waved his hand at him, signaling that it was time to start.

Gong Jian almost turned black when he heard it, and directly pressed the launch button.