Chapter 389: Shooting Competition
Did you hear that? β
"Girl, can we talk well?" obviously knew that the little girl was, but Lu Hang couldn't help but feel cold in his heart when he said this.
The little girl sat up suddenly, and the little ponytail that was originally drooping blinked and raised three feet high, and said angrily: "Is it that I don't talk well?" I've been talking about it since before I came back to the group, right? Do you listen to all of you? Yes? Especially you! What are you talking about with a big horse? You've ruined all the plans! Do you want to me off alive? β
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"Are you talking?"
"Or ...... Say it, I'll listen. β
"Now you know what to listen to? Did it work? The shooting competition has been changed to a cart, what else do I have to say! β
"This thing...... It's not irreparable, isn't there still you in our special operations company, you are invincible in the world, right? β
"I'm so miserable, do you still want to laugh at me?"
"Nope. Seriously, you are invincible in the world, you are the best shooter in the independent regiment, this is a fact, how can I laugh. β
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"Come on! I've been upset with Luo Cheng for a long time! At that time, I promised you to participate in the shooting competition because of this, not at all for the first and grenades, just to prove that I am better than him. β
"But I ......"
"I'm convinced you can win! Because you're not just great, you're smart. Let's make up your mind to break through...... Sir! β
In the face of his brother's first serious praise, those beautiful big eyes began to become clear, and there seemed to be a kind of happiness, which was overflowing in the clear, and gradually, it became a clear smile......
Xu is Cangtian also heard the news that the independent team is going to compete, Xu is Cangtian himself is also this boring miserable world, today's winter, the sky is as clear as a wash, cloudless, and even the wind is not big.
For all the fighters of the independent regiment, for the old and young of the regimental headquarters, this simple and simple game was not a competition at all, but a long-lost precious entertainment.
The playground was already crowded with people, watching, laughing, waiting, forgetting the devil, forgetting the cold.
There is not a single trace of snow on the loess-colored playground, and only flat loess is left after being cleaned, sprinkled with white and gray lines, clearly marking the various competition areas. Some of the soldiers of the guard platoon maintained order around the field, and several communicators from the regimental headquarters made cameo appearances as referees and field staff, running, shouting, coordinating, and arranging.
Originally, it was planned to let all units demarcate the scope on the sidelines, arrange them neatly, and unify the view, but Political Commissar Lei canceled this requirement considering that the weather was too cold and too cold. However, there should still be a cutscene, the opening speech must be said, the head of the regiment was too lazy to come forward, chatting with Uncle Tang on the side, political commissar Lei Jun walked into the venue, and the audience was consciously silent and listened to the opening remarks of the political commissar's speech.
Commissar Lei is not a verbose person, his speech is very short, and first summarizes the past - we are still there! And then we looked to the future β we're still here! And finally todayβand now! The central idea is four words: optimistic and tenacious.
With the applause roaring in the sea of people, the first intra-regimental competition of the independent regiment officially kicked off in the cold wind.
The first event is shooting.
It was the morning, and the sun was in the east, so the spectators on the west side of the rectangular playground were temporarily cleared, so that the air became the target area, and the target position was limited by the limit, and the target distance was set at 100 meters. The competition is divided into two competitions, all competitors shoot five shots in a lying position, and then change to a standing position to shoot five shots, and finally combine the results to determine the ranking according to the number of rings.
Luo Cheng was the first to enter with a rifle on his back, and the players walked into the venue one by one. A third company, a second company, and a guard platoon, these three players Luo Cheng have already touched the bottom in advance, it is impossible to appear a dark horse, his opponent is actually only one, it should have been Zhou Jie, but now he has become a little girl. If it's Zhou Jie, Luo Cheng really has no bottom, but now that he has changed to a little girl, he doesn't have to be nervous, no matter how good the girl is, standing shooting is also her weakness, who makes her look not much taller than a gun!
The last person to enter the field, the youngest, she was carrying the 38 big cover, the butt of the gun was about to drag the ground, twisting and twisting step by step, while dangling into the field, while shouting at the nearby referee with a small ponytail: "How to count if it is stuck?" How do you count a dud? Can you detect two shots at the same point? What should I do if I'm nervous about going to the latrine? β
The communicator who played the role of a temporary guest referee was stupidly asked by these questions, and the regiment commander standing next to Uncle Tang couldn't help but pull his throat into the shooting preparation field: "You have a lot of problems!" Love is better than fuck off! β
The nearby political commissar hurriedly glared at the regiment commander: "Pay attention to the impact!" How many people are this! You are the head of the regiment, not the referee. β
The audience laughed and laughed, the soldiers of the special operations company stood in a corner of the side of the shooting position, the iron tower and the little ganchai were muttering jokes to each other, the little monkey stood beside the bear and licked his nose happily, the nerd was like a sculpture, Gazi cried and twisted his neck to count his heads, he really couldn't stand some warriors and was not honest, what place did he always change when he ran around? Can this number be checked?
The soldiers of the second company over there had already begun to shout, cheering for their instructors, and there were many loud voices, and the momentum was earth-shattering, so excited that Luo Cheng's eyebrows danced.
Lu Hang had the heart to give an order, and wanted his rotten garlic to encourage the girl, but looking at the virtue around him, he was really not interested in speaking again. Leng Buding looked up and found that Dr. Lin was standing in the front row of the crowd opposite, wearing a white coat and holding his hands in his pockets, showing a gorgeous and graceful appearance in the wind, and those beautiful eyes were there, not counting, but staring at Lu Hang's face, smiling rather than smiling, revealing a kind of ...... The hidden veins, the secret autumn waves.
A nymphomaniac in public? This is clearly deliberate! She Lin Da Doctor has never acted in an eclectic manner, and she couldn't stand the black line of Lu Hang's head with her eyes, and she began to retreat and hide in the crowd. I can't stand it, I'm panicking, and I'm obsessed with her again!
The five players were finally in place, and the little girl tilted her head to the left, and found that Luo Cheng was smiling, and couldn't help twitching her little nose and raising her little eyebrows: "Hmph!" β
No longer tilting his head to the right, the little eyebrows that were erected immediately changed to wrinkles, and he said to the player on the right very unpleasantly: "Little Six? How dare you come to a shooting competition with such a bad level? β
Xiao Liu scratched the back of his head very embarrassedly, and smiled: "I...... I know I can't get the first place, but ...... I estimate that I am still sure of the total score of the 51 rings, but I just want to ...... Boost the morale of our guard platoon by defeating you. β
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Following the black line of Lu Hang, the little girl is also full of black lines, this is all a god thing? The cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods have all jumped out, and the drums are beaten?
"Why is this happening?"
"Grandma is going to beat you shameless bastard!"
A handful of sand slammed towards Xiao Liu, and the black smoke was full of miasma.
The nearby referee rushed to him: "That player, warn you that if you engage in personal attacks again, you will be disqualified!" β
The sound of gunshots was crisp and loud in the playground, except for the sound of the wind, only the sound of gunshots.
Later, the gunfire stopped, the whole audience was still silent, and everyone could only wait quietly for the referee to hurriedly run to the west to report the target.
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