Long Qianjun looked at Yang Feng with a satisfied smile.

This is the shooting strength that a special soldier should have, and there must be a reason for the 65 rings just now.

His eyes flickered, thinking about asking Yang Feng what was going on after the assessment was over.

Mu Xiaoyun's eyes were filled with curiosity, and he was also guessing why Yang Feng's performance would have such a huge contrast, it was obvious that 96 rings was Yang Feng's true level, after all, it was easy to miss the target, but it was very difficult to hit 10 rings per bullet.

Wei Cheng's smug expression disappeared, his face was gloomy again, and his score of 96 rings was higher than his 95 rings in the first round!

"Accidentally, it must be accidental." He muttered in a low voice, unwilling to believe Yang Feng's shooting ability.

"By chance?" The corners of Yang Feng's mouth rose slightly, "Whether it's an accident or not, you'll know after the third round." ”

"Preparation for the third round of target testing." Long Qianjun shouted loudly.

The first group of soldiers changed magazines, loaded, aimed, and prepared their positions.

"Shoot!"

An order was given, and a gunshot rang out.

The first group of fighters completed the final round of shooting.

"Target!" Long Qianjun shouted.

"Report, 83 rings at target site 1; 92 rings at target site 2; No. 3 target site 85 rings...... Target position 10... 98 rings! In the distance, the shouting of the target reporter was heard.

Suck!

Everyone gasped again, and their eyes couldn't help but focus on Yang Feng again, their faces full of shock and disbelief.

98 rings!

Infinitely close to the full ring!

It can already be described as a sharpshooter.

This has the potential to be a sniper!

Thinking of the sniper, everyone turned some of their attention to Wei Cheng again.

He is a sniper, so his results in three rounds of target shooting are above 90 rings, which is already very powerful.

Compared with Yang Feng's target shooting results in the last two rounds, it seems to be a little worse!

"Good, good." Long Qianjun looked at Yang Feng with a radiant look, his eyes full of appreciation.

"Record the grade point average." Long Qianjun said to the soldier who was in charge of the invigilation beside him.

"Yes, the average score of target position 1 is 82 rings; 92 rings at target site 2; No. 3 target site 85 rings...... 86 rings at target site 10. The warrior said as he counted them.

After listening to the final average score, everyone seemed to be accustomed to it, and sure enough, Wei Cheng had the best result, and he was the only fighter in the first group with an average of more than 90 rings.

Of course, Yang Feng is the most pity, if the first round can also play like the next two rounds, the average score is definitely more than 86 rings, but even so, Yang Feng's results are also ranked in the top three of the first group.

Wei Cheng smiled, he was satisfied with his results, and he played normally.

"Next set of preparations." Long Qianjun said.

Hearing the order, the members of the second group stood in front of the table.

They need to start with the dismantling of firearms.

There are Chen Jun and Mu Xiaoyun in the second group, which is also the biggest attraction of the second group of assessment tests.

"Let's go!" Long Qianjun shouted.

Bang, click!

The sound of various mechanical parts colliding echoed in everyone's ears, crisp and cold.

The dismantling and combination of firearms is the most basic military ability of every soldier.

The first to finish was Mu Xiaoyun, and the second place was Chen Jun, and the two performed extremely well in the second group.

"Prepare for the first round of target shooting!" Long Qianjun shouted.

All the fighters in the second group were armed with Type 95 automatic rifles, aimed at the target position, and were ready to shoot.

"Shoot ......" Long Qianjun's words were not finished when he was suddenly interrupted by a warrior.

"Report!" It is a fighter at target position 10.

"Speak!" Long Qianjun didn't have a good airway.

"The sights of this gun are not corrected!" The warrior replied loudly, drawing the attention of all the team.

The sights are not corrected?

Just kidding, how could a firearms maintenance officer make such a low-level mistake!

And just now Yang Feng used the Type 95 automatic rifle to score 96 and 98 rings, if the sights were not calibrated, how could he have such a good result.

When Yang Feng heard this, his face suddenly changed, it turned out that it was not deliberately arranged by the captain, but a simple maintenance problem.

"Don't talk nonsense, check your sights well." Long Qianjun shouted.

"Report, this Type 95 sight is indeed not corrected." The warrior said with some grievances.

Long Qianjun's face sank, and he strode to the No. 10 shooting point, snatched the Type 95 automatic rifle in the soldier's hand, and made an aiming motion.

Then he frowned.

There is indeed a problem!

Seeing Long Qianjun's reaction, everyone understood that the sights of this Type 95 automatic rifle were indeed not calibrated, but Yang Feng obviously used that gun to shoot a result close to a full ring!!

Everyone's eyes were focused on Yang Feng's body again, and surprise was written on his face, I don't know how many times it was today, as if anything Yang Feng did could shock people and attract everyone's attention.

How is this possible?

Everyone's eyes were full of incredulity, even if it was real, they couldn't believe it.

Even Wei Cheng had surprise on his face, he already believed it, but he was shocked that Yang Feng's shooting skills were so good without the sights being corrected!

Thinking of his achievements again, his face became gloomy again.

It's really not as good as Yang Feng!

In this round of the encounter, he lost again.

Wei Cheng clenched his fists, and his sharp eyes were full of unwillingness.

Long Qianjun turned to look at Yang Feng, pointed to the gun in his hand and said, "That's why you only got 65 rings in the first round of shooting?" ”

Yang Feng nodded lightly.

"Why don't you say it?" Long Qianjun asked, his sharp eyes staring at Yang Feng seriously.

"Report! On the battlefield, the enemy will not care about the gun in my hand to aim with no problem, if it is on the battlefield, I have no choice but to choose to rush forward with the gun in my hand! Yang Fengli said loudly, his expression was excited, his tone was passionate, and he looked like he was going to death fearlessly.

Everyone moved, their expressions were solemn, and there was a little more awe in their eyes when they looked at Yang Fengzhong.

Not for anything else, just for what Yang Feng just said.

Long Qianjun's bright eyes burst out with a strange essence, he never expected that Yang Feng was much better than he imagined, whether it was in terms of ideology or military quality and ability, he was already in the forefront of the entire Dragon Weapon Special Operations Brigade, and Yang Feng had been in the Dragon Weapon for less than three months.

Whether it is its own strength or hard training, it is an indisputable fact that it is excellent!

Thinking of the conversation with Yang Feng about the National Blade, Long Qianjun had a strong premonition in his heart that the dragon weapon would definitely not be Yang Feng's destination, but only Yang Feng's starting point!

Since it is the starting point, I will do my best to help him lay a good foundation!

Long Qianjun thought excitedly, and then said, "Okay, very good!" Since the sights are not corrected, then your previous shooting results are not your real level, and now I will give you a chance to reshoot, do you accept it? ”

Everyone looked at Yang Feng, waiting for his answer!