"The spear god is a cow!"

"The switch is so smooth, no wonder the Wolf Warrior Brigade is the strongest in the Northwest Military Region!"

"I don't think he's even aiming at it!"

With just three shots, everyone became a fan.

In the barracks, the strong are respected, and if you have the ability, you can crush everything.

Shi Dangdang's palms were red, but he was still stretching his neck to look out.

"Report!"

In the midst of the applause, Xue Yan suddenly roared, attracting everyone's attention.

"Get out of the line!"

Li Guoliang looked at Xue Yan, he was just about to provoke him, but he didn't expect him to take the initiative to speak.

So Xue Yan was called out.

"Report to the chief, Xue Yan of the third class of the Eighth Iron Company wants to have a discussion with you!"

Xue Yan ran to the front of the line, and as soon as he spoke, everyone was stupid.

Isn't it a joke that a crane tail wants to challenge the gun god of the Northwest Military Region.

"He's crazy, isn't he? Challenge the Gun God? ”

"The decapitation operation was successful, isn't he a little floating!"

"This kid took the wrong medicine!"

Xue Yan's words immediately caused a lot of discussion below.

Everyone admits that Xue Yan performed very well in the beheading operation last night.

But in front of him is the old wolf, the spear god of the Northwest Military Region, three guns and thirty rings at his fingertips, and he dares to take the initiative to ask for battle.

"Boy, I've read your assessment report, the best score of ten guns is only sixty-seven rings, and there is a little bit of courage, but with your little score, you still challenge me? Is this the fearlessness of the ignorant? ”

The old wolf looked at Xue Yan with a firm gaze in front of him, and said with a smile.

He was indeed going to train this somewhat arrogant boy, but he took the initiative to come up, and the nature was completely different.

"Chief, don't you dare?"

Xue Yan had long seen that the old wolf was coming for himself today.

Since he wants to find fault, it is better to take the initiative himself.

After all, in his own plan, the Wolf Warrior Brigade will be an important stepping stone for him.

"It's not that you don't dare, but you don't deserve it, just rely on your little ability, and challenge the gun god, it's just a joke."

"If you accept the challenge of the people of the 67th ring every day, the gun god will not be tired to death, and I don't know how many catties and taels I have!"

"The ignorant are fearless, do you really think that you can become a god of war by taking shortcuts!"

The soldiers of the guard company immediately spoke one after another.

It was already unpleasant to be speculated by Xue Yan yesterday, and this time he was so self-conscious, how could they let him go.

Although the comrades-in-arms of the Eighth Company did not open their mouths to mock, their eyes were also full of surprise.

After all, everyone knows Xue Yan's shooting level.

The head of the regiment, Cao Wu, also looked at Huang Guozhong who was standing aside.

The two glanced at each other, and they knew that the old wolf was looking for an opportunity to test Xue Yan's shooting ability today.

But I really didn't expect that Xue Yan took the initiative to ask for battle.

For those gossips, Xue Yan didn't care at all, he looked directly at the old wolf with a confident smile.

"Okay, I'll give you a chance, it's not enough for you to have your current results, ten bullets, free choice of shooting action, play ninety-five rings, I'll play with you!"

The old wolf raised his hand and handed the Type 95 rifle in his hand to Xue Yan.

The target is in front, the ninety-five rings, the passing line of the new recruit assessment of the Wolf Warrior Brigade.

After all, stationary shooting is only basic shooting, and if there is not even ninety-five rings, let alone mobile shooting and extreme shooting.

Ten guns and ninety-five rings, which requires a very low tolerance rate.

The Ten Rings, two hundred meters away, are almost invisible to the naked eye.

"Okay!"

Xue Yan took the Type 95 rifle and held it in his hand, the weight was obviously much lighter.

In the past, he didn't train well, but that doesn't mean he didn't train hard.

It's just that the recoil of the shot is far from what he can bear.

But now that the body has become stronger and the strength has increased, it will be relatively no longer difficult.

He skillfully checked the firearm, an action he repeated a million times.

It's just that Xue Yan, who picked up the gun again this time, had a smile on the corner of his mouth full of confidence.

On the playground, the guard company and the eighth company sat on the ground.

Two hundred meters away, the new target was still standing.

Xue Yan didn't hold it up, and directly took the safest lying position for shooting.

Lying on the ground, I opened the safety and silently checked all the shooting movements in my heart.

Chu Ge Qi!

With a twist of mind, the skill is turned on.

A pale green glow covered the whole body, which, of course, could not be seen by others.

"This kid has some skills!"

The old wolf standing not far away, but the sharpshooter.

At a glance, Xue Yan could see the sudden change.

The breathing became soft and rhythmic, and the muzzle of the gun began to beat regularly with the breath.

This is a level that only a master has, who did this kid learn from.

"Dada...... Da Da ...... Da Da Da ...... Da Da ......"

Ten gunshots rang out in a row.

The bullet pierced the target two hundred meters away.

Xue Yan's eyes could see the trajectory of the bullet at this moment.

The bullseye, the size of a fist, is now clearly visible.

At the same time, his arm did not tremble in the slightest, and he entered a state of selflessness.

This comfortable shooting feeling makes him full of confidence.

"All hearts!"

Without waiting for the target reporter to speak, the experienced old wolf already knew the result.

The old wolf had to take a fresh look at this kid.

The sound of gunfire echoed through the silent valley.

After ten shots, there was silence.

Everyone was waiting for the target announcer's shout.

Xue Yan got up from the ground, withdrew the magazine, pulled the bolt, and withdrew the bullet in the chamber.

Everything was done in an orderly manner, and after re-pushing the bullets in the chamber into the magazine, Xue Yan walked in front of the old wolf.

The firearm and magazine are separated, which is a requirement for the end of the shot.

"Report, shoot complete!"

Xue Yan said confidently to the old wolf.

Huang Guozhong looked at the target reporter with an expectant face, not knowing whether Xue Yan would be able to pass the line.

"One Hundred Rings!"

When the target announcer's voice came over the walkie-talkie, everyone was shocked.

"Send me the target paper!"

Huang Guozhong looked at Xue Yan in disbelief, how could this kid seem to have grown up overnight.

When he didn't wait for the target reporter to deliver the target, he hurried up to meet him.

Excitedly took the target paper, looking at the ten clear bullet holes on it, his hands trembled a little.

"One hundred rings, really one hundred rings!"

Trotting all the way, Huang Guozhong handed the target paper in his hand to Cao Wu, who was also shocked.

A fist-sized central red area with ten bullet holes clearly visible.

"A hundred rings? How can it be? The shooting record in the regiment is only ninety-six rings! ”

"Isn't he related to the tail of the crane?"

"Is the strength of the Eight Companies so high?"

The guard company talked one after another, and at the same time looked at the eighth company with envy.

After all, ordinary troops have limited ammunition, and the actual live firing is only 100 rounds a year.

Sharpshooters are all fed with talent and bullets, so presumably heroes even have special care.