"Type 85 sniper rifle, a weapon born for war, I think you should know something when you study the combat history of our army, this thing is also called the Chinese version of SVD!"

Zhang Yan was dangling in front of the three rookies with a Type 85 sniper rifle, and the armoryman who had been holding the arsenal did not know where to hide.

The eyes of the three rookies have been staring at the gun in Zhang Yan's hand, to be honest, since entering the training team, there have been many opportunities to touch the gun and shoot the gun, but the sniper rifle has really not been touched.

Seeing that the eyes of the three rookies were about to pop out, Zhang Yan pouted helplessly, and threw the rifle to Ye Fan, looking at their excited and nervous appearances, they knew with their toes that they didn't listen to a word of what they said just now!

After Ye Fan took the Type 85 sniper rifle, he stroked the body of the gun back and forth with both hands, as if he was some kind of treasure, with an excited and nervous expression on his face.

And Liu Minghui and Han Dong could only stand by Ye Fan's side and watch Ye Fan swallow saliva there with a rifle in his arms!

"The Type 88 sniper rifle, the first real squad sniper rifle of our army born with the 95, belongs to the small-caliber series."

"Regarding its combat data and gun body data, you can read the information for yourself when you go back!"

After speaking, Zhang Yan threw the 88 sniper in his hand into Han Dong's hand, and at this moment, Liu Minghui, who was standing on the side, couldn't stay at all.

Seeing that his comrades-in-arms each had a sniper rifle, and he was empty-handed, Liu Minghui, who was anxious, looked at Ye Fan and then at Han Dong, and finally gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and ran in front of Zhang Yan.

"Squad leader, what kind of gun do I use?"

Looking at Liu Minghui, who suddenly appeared in front of him, Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at Ye Fan and Han Dong, and immediately understood what was going on.

"You, wait for me!"

After speaking, Zhang Yan didn't wait for Liu Minghui to react, so he directly opened a gun cabinet, then took out two Type 95 rifles from inside, turned around and put them in Liu Minghui's hands.

Looking at the two 95 rifles in his hands, Liu Minghui has not yet reacted to the incident.

After being stunned for a while, Liu Minghui raised his head and said to Zhang Yan stumblingly: "Squad leader...... Squad ......, squad leader, isn't it practice shooting? ”

"Han Dong and Ye Fan are both holding sniper rifles, why do I use rifles?"

In the face of Liu Minghui's questioning, Zhang Yan's expression became displeased, since he started training with three rookies, this Liu Minghui's problem has always been the most!

And it's all nonsense, and it has nothing to do with training!

has been questioned many times, even if he has a good temper, he will get angry, not to mention that Zhang Yan is not a good old man!

Seeing that Zhang Yan's face changed, Ye Fan and Han Dong no longer held the gun in their hands and smirked, but looked at Liu Minghui with a worried expression.

"Don't you feel like you're talking too much?"

Zhang Yan's face was a little dark, and he was very calm when he spoke, but he looked at Liu Minghui like he was looking at a dead man!

Anyone who knows Zhang Yan knows that before Zhang Yan broke out in anger, the more angry he was, the calmer he became, and it was because of this that Zhang Yan had the title of "Red ** Ghost"!

"I'm ......," Liu Minghui just wanted to defend himself, but was stopped by Ye Fan and Han Dong.

Looking at the small movements of the three people, Zhang Yan didn't break it, just snorted coldly and didn't say anything more, turned around and walked to the gun cabinet!

"Han Dong, you went to the old squad leader to ask for ammunition, received 9 base rifle bullets, 3 base sniper rifle bullets, and 300 target papers, do you remember them all?"

"Remember!"

"Go ahead."

"Yes!"

As soon as the words fell, Han Dong ran to the old squad leader who was guarding the arsenal to collect the ammunition, and Zhang Yan didn't turn his head to look at it from beginning to end.

"Ye Fan, you take 3 85 styles, 3 88 styles, and then wait for me outside the door!"

"Yes!"

Ye Fan agreed, began to take the gun in the gun cabinet where the sniper rifle was placed, and then carefully carried it behind him, and when he went out, he looked at Liu Minghui worriedly!

"Close the door!"

Watching Ye Fan's back walk out of the door of the arsenal, Zhang Yan suddenly shouted, and then Ye Fan's footsteps first paused, and finally closed the door honestly.

"Bang!"

As the door of the arsenal closed, only Zhang Yan and Liu Minghui were left in front of the gun cabinet.

With the sound of the door closing, Liu Minghui's body also made a loud noise, and then Liu Minghui fell to the ground.

"!"

"I can't even hold a gun, what do I eat all day!"

As Liu Minghui fell to the ground, the two rifles that were originally in his hands also fell to the ground, making a "clanging" sound.

And Zhang Yan kicked Liu Minghui twice hard, and Liu Minghui, who was in pain, curled up and fell to the ground and rolled.

"I don't understand, why the are you having so many problems all day long!"

"Gave you face, didn't you?"

"Being a sniper is wronged you, isn't it?"

"Can I make you dumb if I don't speak?"

"Before Lao Tzu finished speaking, he was intercepted by you, you have a grudge against me, or how can you drop it!"

Zhang Yan bent down and looked at Liu Minghui on the ground, asking questions one by one, with an indescribable calm on his face!

Liu Minghui, who was beaten, just curled up on the ground holding his stomach, and he didn't know what he was thinking, the pain in his body made his brows wrinkle together, and he couldn't stretch it for a long time.

"Are you dead? If you're not dead, get the! ”

"If you don't want to stay here, you can apply to get out of here immediately, I won't stop you!"

After speaking, Zhang Yan turned around and walked to the gun cabinet, and never looked at Liu Minghui again.

And Liu Minghui, who fell to the ground, grinned and struggled to get up from the ground.

The friction sound of "squeak, squeak" sounded, and Han Dong appeared in front of Zhang Yan with an excited look on his face pulling a board car.

"Squad leader, I've received all the ammunition, the old squad leader is very good, and he taught me to distinguish the bullets of the sniper rifle, otherwise I wouldn't know."

"Really? Then study hard to be worthy of the old squad leader, isn't it? ”

Zhang Yan showed a natural smile on his face, casually threw four 95 rifles to Liu Minghui, and then locked the gun cabinet.

"Let's go, let's go to the shooting range and start designing training!"

"Yes!"

Han Dong replied excitedly, while Liu Minghui just silently followed behind with 6 Type 95 rifles.

The four of them dragged a cart of ammunition and more than a dozen rifles slowly and leisurely towards the shooting range, and Ye Fan, who was at the head of the platoon, carried 6 sniper rifles on his back and asked curiously: "Squad leader, do we use so many guns?" ”

"Yes, snipers are fed with bullets, but these guns have a limited barrel life and are quickly scrapped, so prepare a few more."

"Oh," Ye Fan nodded thoughtfully, and then continued to ask, "Then what are we using rifles for?" Do snipers still use rifles? ”

With a "snap", Zhang Yan suddenly slapped Ye Fan's head.

Ye Fan looked at Zhang Yan aggrievedly and muttered in a low voice: "Squad leader, what are you doing with me?" ”

"You're stupid!"

"Who told you that snipers don't know how to use rifles anymore? Let me tell you, every sniper is a sharpshooter who can shoot well even with mechanical aiming! ”