Test the performance of the gun such as shelling, which is something that snipers must do before sniping.

He was under a lot of pressure at the moment, and he wanted to get out of the bullet that gave the most pressure.

"Qiao Yu, come on, I'...... I really missed this time. ”

Wang Feng's sniper confidence has recently taken a hit.

Since Qin Han ignored Wang Feng, he was unhappy all day long.

Leads to a decrease in sniper confidence at the end.

Wang Feng, who joined the sniper team, if he has no sniper ability, this is similar to a toothless tiger.

"Wang Feng, are you kidding? I'm from the observation team, and I'm in charge of assisting the snipers, and you're the sniper! Let me fight, what should I do if I hit the hostage?! ”

Qiao Yu was frightened by Wang Feng's words, but looking at the sweat on his face, he persuaded:

"Wang Feng, believe in yourself! You are the best! Come on!! You can do it! Quick, the hostages are about to be brought into the house, and if they do, our sniper team will fail the mission! ”

Wang Feng wiped his sweat, nodded, and came to the scope again.

He was tempted to say, "But lately I've ...... My sniping ability has really dropped! ”

“……”

In fact, it is not his ability that has declined, but his self-confidence.

Qiao Yu kept looking at that side with a telescope and said lightly:

"One-half unit, wind direction ......"

In fact, Qiao Yu was also helping Wang Feng, he knew that Wang Feng was under a lot of pressure, so he directly turned off his communicator.

The police have been urging the sniper team.

I kept yelling at the communicator, and I was about to burst my throat.

If Wang Feng hears it, the pressure will only be greater.

Sniping and killing a hostage is not just a shot in the head, it completes the mission.

The part where the sniper needs to hit the hostage is unthinkable to the average person.

What they were going to hit was the small part of the murderer's vertebral artery.

Elsewhere, the prisoner has the ability to move after being hit.

They can pull the trigger before they die, a second or two after they are hit, or pull a dagger in their hand.

At that time, the hostages will surely die.

The sniper is to hit the prisoner's vertebral arteries, the central nervous plexus in the cranial cavity, and the brainstem.

Or the spinal cord above the position of the blade – a place smaller than a coin.

Bullets had to fly there.

This completely ensures that the offender collapses to the ground as soon as he is hit.

Then, after death, he was incapable of making other movements.

"Boom !!"

7.62mm bullets are ejected from the Type 79 sniper rifle at a speed of 827 meters per second.

After rifling, the steel-core bullet rotated at high speed.

"Whew!"

It's almost a momentary thing.

The bullet grazed the murderer's scalp and almost hit the hostage.

Didn't hit the target.

The task failed.

……

……

Yuzhong District, Chongqing.

The 13th and 50th Military Regions of the Chinese People's Liberation Army.

"Feng'er, the teacher once taught you, you must have confidence in life! If you don't even have confidence, how can you complete the task? How to protect the people? How to protect the country? Ah, let me ask you, what exactly are you learning to snipe for? ”

"Fight prisoners and keep peace."

"That's right! You don't learn to hurt others, do you feel that your life goal has been achieved, and you have begun to decadent? ”

Zhang Liansheng smoked a cigarette, and Wang Feng was brought by a psychiatrist at the Armed Police Headquarters.

He's been having some mental problems lately.

In addition to the fact that his ideas are wrong, his sniping ability has indeed decreased recently.

Sniping, in fact, depends not only on technique, but also on luck.

Luck can't train, when you're unlucky, hit a 1,000-yard target, miss the target twice, it's very normal.

But novice snipers are prone to misconceptions at such times.

Consider your sniper level to drop.

In fact, seeing Wang Feng again, Zhang Liansheng was quite happy in his heart.

Recently, I also went to the hospital to see Feng'er's "other" master.

He's fine, he's doing well in the backyard of a beautiful hospital, just not very happy.

Maybe Zhong Qiansen was not used to life there.

"Master, I don't want to, but my sniping ability ...... It's really down. ”

Wang Feng sat at his desk, palms hugging each other, and placing them next to his forehead.

He kept his head bowed and spoke weakly.

"In the 21st Field Combat Competition three years ago, who accurately killed five snipers one kilometer away on the southern peak of the Qilin Forest in the Wa Hills? Relying on the visual wind speed and humidity, the accuracy and hit rate are frighteningly high. ”

Zhang Liansheng squinted, made a sniper gesture, and asked.

Wang Feng buried his head and did not answer, he knew that the master was helping himself.

"Well, I ask you, who is it?"

"It's me..."

"Okay, then I ask you again, who is it, who has won the championship of the 21st field combat competition alone? And then his apprentice, in the second year, killed the 22nd champion class? He was the squad leader. ”

"Apprentice? Wang Yuandong, he is not my apprentice, he is a comrade-in-arms. ”

"But he keeps calling you Master to me. I'm your master again, and when you see me, you're called Master, and I'm very annoying. ”

When Zhang Liansheng said this, Wang Feng was immediately happy.

But after a few seconds, his worried expression returned.

"Hey, I can't even persuade you as a teacher?"

Zhang Liansheng was also worried, he lit a peony brand cigarette again, the same brand as he smoked three years ago.

"No, Master, I... This time when I go back, I must practice sniping operations well, and I can't make any more mistakes. ”

Wang Feng said lightly, the last kerosene shop murder and hijacking incident.

After the failure of the sniper team's mission, if it weren't for the quick action of the two police officers, who immediately refilled the guns at the moment when the sniper bullet grazed the prisoner's scalp, and hit the prisoner's crutch and head respectively, perhaps the hostage would have died.

Now there is no life-threatening situation, but the woman hostage is still wounded in the neck.

The blood flowed non-stop, and after going to the hospital for rescue, it was not life-threatening.

“……”

Zhang Liansheng lit another cigarette, he kept thinking about being alone.

A legendary hero, a man who has a gap with himself but is disconnected.

"Master, ahem, stop smoking, smoking is bad for your health."

Wang Feng looked at the smoke all over the room, it was too choking.

Cough twice and persuade.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Feng'er, I'm thinking."

Zhang Liansheng pressed the cigarette butt in the ashtray.

Wang Feng is his only apprentice, he regards Wang Feng as his second son, and he cares for him meticulously.

Now for him, there is a very challenging problem.

"Zhang Liansheng, Zhang family, yes, I am a member of the Zhang family."

He continued to muttered in his heart:

"The Zhang family is very big and has produced a lot of outstanding talents."

They are not a family, but only distant blood relations, although they were separated later, but they were disconnected.

Cousins and cousins, both near and far, are affectionate, and the Zhang family has a very large network.

—End of Chapter—

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