Li An was far away and couldn't see the results of target shooting, but he felt excited just by listening to the gunshot.

This is what live firing is?

That's great.

The excitement in his heart did not show on the surface, and Ang Lee looked unfazed, sitting quietly waiting for his chance to play.

Nine Rings.

Feng Baocai frowned dissatisfiedly after seeing the numbers reported by the target reporter, but he was quickly relieved.

The first time a live firing was carried out using eight steps, deviations were inevitable.

The bullet hit the lower left.

Feng Baocai corrected the aiming point, adjusted his breathing, and pulled the trigger again.

"Poof."

The bullet passed through the bull's-eye and scored a ten-ring score.

Seeing the number reported by the target reporter, a smile appeared on the corner of Feng Baocai's mouth.

If you just hit a 10 ring, it's just a coincidence, and then you can only show the ability of a talented shooter by hitting 10 rings every time.

"Poof, poof, poof."

Feng Baocai did not hesitate, and then fired the remaining three shots, which took only half the time of the two shots, and the target reporter did not have time to report the target at all.

"Ten rings, ten rings, ten rings!"

The target announcer reported three identical numbers in a row.

Feng Baocai unloaded the magazine according to the regulations, clenched his right hand into a fist and made a victorious move, and even defiantly looked back in the direction where Li An was.

The result of the 49th ring, he believes that this will be the best result in Lianli's shooting, and no one will play better than him.

The gunfire stopped, the squad was withdrawn from the firing position, and everyone's results were announced.

Sure enough, Feng Baocai's results were the best.

The second place is 46 rings, behind Feng Baocai's third ring, and the worst one is only 17 rings.

"You're doomed." Feng Baocai whispered as he walked past Li An.

Forty-Nine Rings?

Zhao Zilong should be afraid, but he was only excited in his heart, Feng Baocai was his target.

No, to be precise, Feng Baocai is a stone on the road of his struggle, and he wants to jump over this stone and go further.

Shift after shift.

It's just an experience of shooting, and the main purpose is to let everyone know what it's like to shoot with live ammunition, so the results are not so important.

Halfway through the shooting, a tall man with a two-bar rank on his shoulders went to the range, accompanied by several officers who were also two-bars.

When the recruit company commander saw this, he immediately ran over, saluted a standard military salute, and then reported to the two bars and three.

"Look, that's the head of our regiment."

"He's the head of the Kong regiment?"

"That's right, I heard that Regiment Commander Kong once participated in overseas battles and is a combat hero."

"What is the company commander talking to the regiment commander?"

"It must be a report on our target shooting results."

......

The corners of Feng Baocai's mouth hooked a smile, as a recruit, it was a very remarkable thing to be able to play forty-nine rings, and he was sure that he would definitely be appreciated by the regiment commander.

Head Kong?

Li An also glanced back out of curiosity, and immediately recognized the other party as the one who had visited his home.

It just so happened that Head Kong also looked at Li An, and the eyes of the two met in the air, and they immediately staggered.

Head Kong promised Li An's father that he would never give him special care, and the things that the two knew never mentioned to the third person, and here they were completely like strangers.

Li An did not stay on Captain Kong too much, he accepted his father's teachings to move forward with his own efforts, not nepotism.

The regiment commander did not mean to leave immediately, and his arrival invisibly caused a kind of psychological pressure on the recruits.

Recruits want to make a good impression in front of the regiment commander, but they are afraid that they will make mistakes.

Only Li An was relieved.

Soon it was the turn of the ninth class to shoot targets, and so far Feng Baocai's forty-nine rings are still the best results, which has also become Feng Baocai's proud capital.

Pick up ammo, reload, and enter the firing position.

After the safety officer checks that there are no mistakes, the shooting begins.

As he usually does in training, Ang Lee pressed his cheek against the butt of the gun, closed his left eye, and looked at the target with his right eye through the door and the crosshair, making it a three-point line.

Take a deep breath and slowly exhale half of it before stopping, your fingers unconsciously snapping at this point.

"Smack."

The bullet came out of the chamber of the gun, drawing a beautiful arc, and the powerful recoil of the rifle was pressed against Ang Lee's shoulder.

With a "poof", the warhead penetrated the bull's-eye.

Ten rings!

There are no deviations.

After seeing the results reported by the target reporter, Ang Lee was calm in his heart.

It turned out that this was live firing.

Aim at the target, take a deep breath, stop halfway through the exhalation, snap your fingers, and shoot the bullet.

Intentionally aiming, unintentionally firing.

Ang Lee had his own rhythm and shot out the bullets in the magazine one after another.

Ten rings, ten bad, ten rings, ten rings!

Five bullets, one by one hit the bull's-eye, and Ang Lee scored fifty rings.

If Li Ang was very excited before the shooting, then after the shooting was completed, he was calm and calm.

From now on, Ang Lee had a certain understanding of shooting.

For him, hitting a 50-ring score is no different from throwing a sparrow with a stone.

The news that Ang Lee had hit fifty rings soon came.

Most people can accept Ang Lee's results, after all, he has set several records in Lianli, but Dong Xinliang and Feng Baocai's faces are very ugly.

Especially Feng Baocai, he lost in the battle with Ang Lee, which means that he has to make a fool of himself in public and say that he is a rice bucket.

Such an ending Feng Baocai could not accept.

I'm a shooting genius, how could I lose to a rice bucket?

Feng Baocai was unconvinced, and he was full of hatred for Li An.

If there is no Li An, then his 49th ring score will be the best result in the whole company, and he will definitely show his face in front of the regiment commander.

But now......

It's all in vain.

The head of the regiment must only have Li An in his eyes now, and there must be no Feng Baocai for him.

The company commander must have scored a full ring in his company, and he was also very excited, and without waiting for the regiment commander to ask, he immediately saluted and shouted: "Report, the soldier who played the fifty rings just now is called Li An!" ”

"Yes, this soldier has such a result in his first target shooting, and it seems that he is very talented in shooting."

"Company Commander Wang, you have to train this soldier well, the army needs such talents."

......

Several leaders preached one after another.

"Yes." Company Commander Wang responded, but his eyes fell on Commander Kong, who did not speak, a little unpredictable, and asked carefully, "Regiment Commander, do you want me to call this soldier over?" ”

"Let's wait for the next assessment." After speaking, Head Kong turned around and left.

Company Commander Wang stood there with a bewildered expression.

What's wrong with the head of the regiment today, he used to be the most talented!