The recruits' affirmative answers were just instinct of habit, and Lao Hei's question was destined to not be answered, and Lao Hei did not continue to ask.

turned to raise his voice and said: "As soldiers of the Iron Fist Regiment, you should not be unhappy, just like the training slogan of our Iron Fist Regiment: who is a hero, who is a hero, look at it on the training ground."

What is windy? What is a poor field of vision? The infantry is a soldier running all over the mountain, and he is still afraid of the wind, sand and dark sky? The stronger the wind, the happier you are, and cheer up for this last assessment.

Whether you are a donkey or a horse, whether you have real kung fu in your hands, or whether you are a cowardice who can't do anything, it depends on this final hammer deal.

The 100-meter fixed live ammunition shooting assessment is now officially started, one class, you go first! ”

"Yes!"

The leader of the squad who received the order stood up and saluted, walked to the front of the queue in unison and ordered: "One shift, all of them, go up to the firing trench, turn right and run away." ”

"Tom ......"

A group of ten recruits ran up to the firing booth in unison, stopping from the last one to enter the firing position until all 10 of them were standing in front of the firing position.

"Prepare to shoot in a lying position!"

The squad leader gave the order again, and Xing Xiaolong and other recruits quickly lay down with guns.

The armourer walked over with two veterans and issued 10 rounds to each recruit, and the recruits took a side-lying position without a password to complete a series of actions such as loading bullets in the magazine, loading the magazine, opening the safe, and aiming the gun.

"Ready!" This time it was Lao Hei who was ordering.

"Click, click, click......"

All the recruits in the squad brushed and loaded their guns, and the sound of the impact of the bolt and the chamber was crisp and pleasant.

"Huh~Huh~Huh......"

The wind blew in gusts, and the wind and sand on the ground of the shooting range were rolled up.

Xing Xiaolong, who was already ready to aim, couldn't help but half-squint his eyes, and his nose, mouth, and ears were also suffering from all kinds of sand and pebbles, constantly "harassing and attacking".

Wang Yanbing, Li Erniu, and He Chenguang were the same, all of them were blown up by the wind and sand, and their eyes, nose and mouth were very uncomfortable, which seriously affected the aiming of the gun.

But now that the assessment has begun, no matter how uncomfortable it is, I can only hold back, and I have a belief in hitting a target in my head.

Trying to recall the various shooting techniques he had learned, his left eye squinted at a fixed line of vision, and his right eye line of sight extended from the gap to the crosshair, extending to the bullseye 100 meters away, forming a three-point line.

The index finger rested lightly on the flight, ignoring the dusty air, and began to adjust his breathing.

"Shoot!"

Lao Hei gave the last order!

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

10 rounds of ammunition for each of the 10 people, a total of 100 rounds, resounded on the shooting range one after another.

The vision in the evening is not very good, resulting in a blurred white spot in the center of the chest target, coupled with the sand and gravel blown by the wind, so that the eyes have to blink constantly, and the nose inhales the dusty air, which also makes it difficult to breathe evenly.

The consequences of this series of unfavorable factors have led to a group of people whose marksmanship is very restricted.

Wang Yanbing wanted to win this important shot very much, and his endurance was indeed far beyond ordinary people, and the wind and sand blew into his eyes and tears flowed down, without even blinking his eyes.

The action of firing the gun is also very cautious, with an interval of nearly 10 seconds between one shot, and the shot is very steady.

Just ask for a higher "full ring rate"!

Li Erniu's perseverance and endurance are strong enough, but his mentality of withstanding pressure is enough to choke.

In this double harsh environment, coupled with the strong psychological pressure of the game itself, he blinked his eyes several times almost every time he took a shot.

The index finger of the gun was even more stiff than before because of excessive tension.

Fortunately, He Chenguang's shooting skills are supported, and Li Erniu, a child from the countryside, has not undergone high-tech drug checks such as computers and mobile phones, and his eyesight is a little perverted, just like He Chenguang, who has practiced sniper rifles since childhood, it is estimated that they have exceeded the highest 5.4.

This tense shot went down one shot after another, and every bullet hole was still on target.

In this harsh situation, it is very strong to be able to hit the target.

Physical fitness, tactics, internal affairs queues, etc., Xing Xiaolong, who has been a round of soldiers, has an advantage, but this shooting start is worse than Li Erniu.

However, the mentality of the competition assessment is very important, and the worse the situation, the more important the mentality.

Xing Xiaolong's shooting state has declined greatly, but relying on the advantage of a stable mentality, he can always find a suitable design time point in a harsh environment, and from the perspective of the distribution of bullet holes in the target, he is a little better than Li Erniu and Wang Yanbing.

He Chenguang has the best marksmanship among the four musketeers, and other recruits and even veterans can't catch up.

After all, it is from childhood to adulthood, which is equivalent to more than ten years of shooting experience, not to mention professional snipers, who are always by his side to teach and guide.

It stands to reason that even if the shooting conditions are very poor, with He Chenguang's shooting skills, there will not be any big problems.

What is strange is that He Chenguang has been lying there without firing a shot, his face is still worried, and those who don't know think that he is so nervous that he dare not shoot.

Until the last gunshot stopped, He Chenguang still didn't fire a shot.

"He Chenguang, what are you doing?" The old black is on fire.

Hearing Lao Hei's sudden burst of applause, all the recruits turned their attention to He Chenguang, and Xing Xiaolong, Wang Yanbing, and Li Erniu were even more concerned.

"Morning Light...... Doesn't look right. ”

Xing Xiaolong's brows furrowed, as if he realized something, but he couldn't figure it out for a while.

Just then, a shot rang out.

And soon, it's almost time to catch up with the burst.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

In less than 15 seconds, all 10 bullets were fired, compared to the average shooting time of 1 minute, He Chenguang's single shot accurately connected the speed of fire.

It's just a blast!

However, such a fast shooting speed did not usher in Lao Hei's happiness, but the whole person was stunned, and every pore on his body was revealing disbelief.

Ten rounds of ammunition with only nine holes.

Lao Hei could see clearly in the telescope, and muttered to himself in amazement: "How is this possible, how can he only hit 90 rings?" ”

"90 rings? Let me see. ”

Gong Jian was also taken aback, and rushed over with a few arrows to pick up Lao Hei's telescope.

It's really 90 rings!

"He Chenguang, He Chenguang, you ...... You let me say what are you good about, how did you hit a 90 ring? How could this be possible with your shooting water? Gong Jian gritted his teeth because he hated iron and steel.

"You said you, why don't you study well, learn some people's blind chickens and nonsense, you have enough time to shoot early, isn't it easy to get a full score?"

While Lao Hei severely reprimanded He Chenguang, his eyes also glanced at someone who always liked to pretend to be forced intentionally or unintentionally.

"Damn, what does this have to do with me? Could it be that a man is lying on the ground, and the pot comes from heaven? Xing Xiaolong was so depressed that he almost vomited blood.