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Ye Fan, who was in a daze, finally reacted, probably feeling the sharp pain on his face, and as soon as he woke up, he shouted loudly. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Looking at Ye Fan who was screaming out loud, Zhang Yan shook his head with some disappointment, he knew very well that the current Ye Fan was still in the state before the "loss of consciousness" just now, he was afraid of gunshots!

Seeing that Ye Fan was already awake, Zhang Yan quickly twisted his head to Liu Minghui's side.

"Snap" two slaps, and the same action greeted Liu Minghui's face.

Seeing that Zhang Yan finished fighting one after another, Han Dong, who was standing on the side, subconsciously took two steps back.

He didn't want to be beaten!

Seeing Han Dong's small movements, Zhang Yan was a little disapproving, squinted his eyes and gave him a hygienic eye, and said, "What are you running?" I won't hit you! ”

"Ban...... Squad leader, I'm afraid. Han Dong replied with a trembling voice.

Zhang Yan shook his head, seeing that Liu Minghui and Ye Fan had come to their senses, and knew that they still needed time to recover, so he said to Han Dong: "Anyway, it's okay now, you go and plug those targets." ”

"Huh?" After listening to Zhang Yan's words, Han Dong subconsciously turned his head to look into the distance, the target that fell to the ground was blurry and could not be seen clearly, but the target paper that was blown up by the wind from time to time was still floating in the air, as if to remind Han Dong of the danger he had just experienced.

Seeing Han Dong's vague steps and hesitation, Zhang Yan raised his right foot and kicked Han Dong's leg in the crook, and the frightened Han Dong suddenly lost his balance and fell to his knees on one leg in front of Zhang Yan.

"Don't you dare to go?"

"I'm ......," Faced with Zhang Yan's question, Han Dong looked like he wanted to say something, half-kneeling on the ground and bowing his head and unable to speak.

"You must be afraid that I'll shoot you again, right?"

……

Han Dong didn't speak, but Zhang Yan had already understood his thoughts, and just smiled coldly.

"Since you're so scared, I'll give you the safest choice now, go and make a report by yourself and leave the training team!"

"What!"

After listening to Zhang Yan's words, Han Dong was shocked!

With a "poof", Han Dong stood up directly regardless of the pain in his knee, stared at Zhang Yan with his eyes, and said, "Squad leader, I'm not afraid of death!" ”

"Don't worry, I won't quit on my own!"

After speaking, without waiting for Zhang Yan to say anything, Han Dong turned around and ran towards the target 800 meters away.

is a clay man with three points of blood, and the officers and cadets who can choose to be soldiers and enlist, how many bad breeds are there?

So Han Dong was furious!

Looking at Han Dong's back as he quickly left, Zhang Yan smiled coldly again and muttered, "Fuck, I have to force you, otherwise I don't know where your bottom line is." ”

After muttering, Zhang Yan slowly reached out and picked up the Type 85 sniper rifle placed on top of the ammunition box!

Skillfully load, raise the gun!

Zhang Yan glanced coldly at Liu Minghui and Ye Fan who were squatting on both sides, and muttered a "waste," and aimed at Han Dong, who was inserting a target in the distance!

The three gunshots just now, Han Dong was the only one who ran back to Zhang Yan's side normally, and he also knew that he had brought his comrades-in-arms, so Zhang Yan's heart was a little more interested in him.

Through the scope, watching Han Dong erect a target and run to the next one, Zhang Yan began to adjust his breathing.

For a sniper, the speed of the breathing rhythm directly affects the speed and accuracy of shooting!

There have been attempts to increase one's speed with a "breath-holding" method of shooting, but that is not something that professional snipers should consider.

A qualified army strategic sniper can adjust his breathing in the fastest way when shooting, and at the moment of shooting, holding his breath to shoot can only temporarily improve stability, but it cannot be used for a long time.

What do you say about this question? That is, no matter what shooting position a sniper uses (lying position, kneeling position), in the process of pulling the trigger, the stagnation of breathing and the expansion and relaxation of breathing will affect the trajectory of the bullet at the moment of discharge.

Ballistics determine the accuracy of shooting at the target!

Breathing training is also a subject that must be learned by a special soldier, whether it is in diving, sea training, swimming, shooting, of course, it is not so important in the training team, and can only be completed as a guide for rookies as interspersed training.

Originally, Zhang Yan's plan was to let the three rookies experience the fixed target shooting of a sniper rifle after a strenuous exercise, so as to teach them the correct breathing method, but the moment he picked up the gun, Zhang Yan suddenly changed his mind.

What is a sniper?

Assassin!

Killer!

This is Zhang Yan's understanding!

Whether it is a sniper of the armed police force or the PLA unit, the chance of seeing blood is always much greater than that of other officers and soldiers!

After killing someone, ordinary people will leave a shadow in their hearts, and long-term pain and depression will form psychological disorders, which will affect the person's thinking and physical reaction ability.

So Zhang Yan thought of psychological training, a big focus in this sniper subject!

The reaction of the three rookies really made Zhang Yan feel a little embarrassed!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two dull gunshots rang out in succession, and Zhang Yan finally shot!

Han Dong, who was 800 meters away, had just put up the last target, and before he could think about why Zhang Yan didn't shoot, the bullet fell at his feet, splashing a cloud of dust!

"Ah......h

Seeing that the bullet really hit his feet, Han Dong shouted directly in his throat, jumped on his legs, and ran over in a circle in a random circle.

"You liar!"

"Zhang Yan, you lied to me!"

"Why did you shoot me?"

"Why!"

Han Dong stood 800 meters away and shouted, looking a little crazy, Zhang Yan's hands were still holding the gun, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at Han Dong's feet.

Han Dong in the distance roared heartbreakingly, it was too far away, Zhang Yan didn't know what he was shouting, but he knew in his heart that there must be no good words.

Zhang Yan didn't bother to take care of him, but he didn't look at Ye Fan and Liu Minghui, kicked them directly, and said, "Hey, you two waste, do you still know what you do?" ”

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"Just know, go and bring Han Dong back to me immediately. Those who are shouting are mourning there! ”

Ye Fan and Liu Minghui didn't say anything, but got up directly from the ground and ran towards Han Dong!

Seeing the three of them standing together again in the distance, Zhang Yan quietly put down the gun in his hand!

Whether it is fixed target shooting or mobile target shooting, it is impossible to train today, and the psychological defense line of the three rookies was destroyed by Zhang Yan.

The feeling of being pointed at a gun is a memory that will never be forgotten for a lifetime, and being a sniper is living on the line of life and death of killing and being killed all year round.

Whether Ye Fan and the three of them can get out of the psychological shadow on their own depends on whether their hearts are strong.

Unloading the magazine and the bullets in the chamber, Zhang Yan put the muzzle of the gun under his nose and sniffed the strange and familiar smell of gunpowder vigorously.

The sniper's worst enemy is the enemy's sniper!

And a person's worst enemy is himself! But how many people can understand?