"Liu Liyang, how about I give you a chance, let you challenge me?"

Hearing Zhang Yan's words, Liu Liyang and Sun Qingrui were all stunned, looking at Zhang Yan with an incredulous expression. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Instructor, are you serious?" Sun Qingrui asked with wide eyes.

"It must be true," Zhang Yan nodded with interest, looked at Liu Liyang, and continued: "Liu Liyang, don't say that I don't give you a chance, and don't say that I bully the small with the big." ”

"I'll give you the opportunity, do you dare to play with me?"

"Dare!"

Liu Liyang raised his head firmly, looking at Zhang Yan's eyes full of unyielding and fighting spirit, he is the air rifle shooting champion of the National Games, and he lost to Sun Qingrui in two consecutive games today, it would be too embarrassing not to win one!

"Good!"

"You can rest for a while, recover your strength, I won't bully you."

Zhang Yan patted Liu Liyang on the shoulder, turned around and walked towards Zhang Ye and the others.

"What's the situation?" Zhang Ye glanced at the two rookies behind Zhang Yan and asked curiously.

"Prepare the scout to shoot at the target, I want to play with Liu Liyang."

"Damn, isn't it?" Hearing Zhang Yan's words, Zhang Ye directly burst into a foul mouth, and his two big eyes stared at Zhang Yan deadly, as if he wanted to see flowers on his face.

Seeing Zhang Ye's somewhat overly sensitive reaction, Zhang Yan pursed his lips helplessly. Then he thought that Liu Liyang was Zhang Ye's soldier, so he patted Zhang Ye's shoulder and said with a smile: "Anla, Anla, don't worry, I won't bully the small with the big." ”

"!"

Zhang Ye knocked Zhang Yan's hand away with disdain, and continued: "I'm afraid that you will lose too badly, and you won't be able to raise your head in the training team when the time comes!" ”

"You haven't been in shooting training for four years, and your finger sensitivity is okay? Is the strength of the wrist okay? The calluses are gone, right? ”

Facing Zhang Ye's questioning, Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly and touched his account with his index finger, but there was no trace of calluses at all in the softness.

"Don't worry, I'm still sure that a little scout shoots at the target."

"Don't be pushy, I'll set up the venue."

Zhang Ye put away the smile on his face, sighed and turned around and took people to the shooting range to set up the venue, while Zhang Yan sat on the edge of the shooting range, quietly watching the distance start.

The scout target used in this competition is actually a mixed shooting target, including a rifle fixed target, a moving target, a pistol target, a rapid-fire target and other shooting targets.

The fixed target of the rifle is divided into a 100-meter chest ring target, a 200-meter half-body target and a 300-meter full-body target, and the pistol shooting target is divided into a 10-meter human head target, a 20-meter chest ring target and a 50-meter half-body target.

The rapid-fire target is a common subject for scouts, a 100-meter moving rapid-fire target, which imitates the moving target position set in the real battlefield environment.

The competition between Zhang Yan and Liu Liyang was interspersed with the replacement of pistols and rifles, the change of shooting postures such as standing, kneeling, lying and supine shooting, and also included the combat position of the 100-meter scout rapid-fire target.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Ye returned to Zhang Yan's side with someone and said to him, "The arrangement is complete, now let's do it?" ”

"How can it be so fast? Did you take a stimulant today? ”

"Pull it down, the rookies got those targets in the morning and now come in handy, so it's going to be soon."

Zhang Yan stood up from the ground, turned his head to look at Zhang Ye, who was covered with sweat, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Thank you." ”

"Even if you have a little conscience, do you want to prepare something?"

"Two sets of training equipment, one rifle each, one pistol, six loaded rifle magazines and four pistol magazines. It should be fine, right? ”

"Ready." Chen Lin walked in front of Zhang Yan with two sets of equipment, looking at Chen Lin with an expressionless face, Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment, and then heard Chen Lin say: "Zhang Ye asked me to prepare just now, and it was timely." ”

"Thanks!"

Zhang Yan put on the gear, took another set and handed it to Liu Liyang, and said, "Put on the gear, I'll do a demonstration later, you follow me, understand?" ”

"Understood!"

Zhang Yan turned around and walked towards the bottom line of departure, his hand holding the grip of the rifle, loosening it, clenching it, and repeating it twice before carrying the rifle behind him.

Zhang Yan habitually tied the pistol's fast holster to the right side of his chest, in his opinion, such a position is faster than tying the gun to the thigh!

Every special combat officer has his own habits, not only the placement of the pistol, but also the difference between the shooting action and the reaction speed of the body.

Zhang Yan's two arms hung quietly at his sides, and he stood at the starting line, his eyes already observing the three pistol targets in front of him.

The target erected in front of him is like an enemy, and if you blow the enemy's head, he will be able to win.

The human head is the hardest and weakest part of the human body, and all the central nervous systems of a person are in the head.

According to the shooting requirements of snipers, when sniping remotely on the battlefield, it is necessary to hit the enemy's heart, but Zhang Yan's habit is to hit the eyebrows.

After the center of the eyebrows is the central nervous system of the human body, the central nervous system is interrupted instantly, and the whole person will die immediately, and the method of hitting the heart is not safe, there are two dangerous reactions, the first is the muscle reaction of the human body after cardiac arrest 2-3 seconds, this time is enough for the enemy to detonate a grenade.

The second danger is that some people have their heart on the right side, and the left chest does not necessarily die.

"Huhu" Zhang Yan took two deep breaths, and his right hand naturally tapped his pants, he was waiting for Zhang Ye's password.

"Ready!"

"Let's go!"

When Zhang Ye said to prepare, the muscles in Zhang Yan's whole body instantly tensed, and when he heard the start, his right hand immediately stretched out to his chest and pulled out the pistol.

Pistol shooting must be held with both hands under normal shooting conditions, and this is a reason that every special combat officer understands.

After Zhang Yan pulled out the gun, he held the gun in his right hand, supported the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, and aimed his eyes at the head target 10 meters away.

The "pop" gunshots continued to sound on the shooting range, and the rookies resting in the distance made a "buzzing" sound, Zhang Yan heard it, but did not react.

The magazine of a Type 92 9mm pistol only has 15 rounds, so Zhang Yan has to remember the number of bullets in his mind while shooting.

When there were still the last two bullets left in Zhang Yan's gun, Zhang Yan's left leg was withdrawn to make up for it, and his body was in a side triangle and he aimed the gun at the target with one hand.

And his left hand quickly reached for the ammunition pouch on the left waist, took out a pistol magazine full of bullets, and quickly raised his hand and inserted it into the pistol that was already empty.

The entire action of changing the magazine was done in one go, making the rookies who had been quiet let out an exclamation again.

They didn't know that for a special combat member, the speed of changing magazines also determines life and death on the battlefield!