Chapter 101: The Final Contest (1)
The next day, there were still two battalions of soldiers gathered on the school ground, but the method of selection today was very different from yesterday.
Yesterday's emphasis was on strength work, but today it is a style work, everyone has to carry out live ammunition target shooting, and then select the outstanding soldiers to enter the second selection.
At this moment, Cui Fugui was happy again after listening to Chen Dongsheng's words, and Cui Fugui was full of confidence like yesterday, originally Cui Fugui was happy yesterday after knowing that today was better than shooting, but that was yesterday.
Anyone who knows what they are best at is happy in their hearts.
Originally, Cui Fugui's legs were still sore, but when he thought that once he passed today, he would be closer to Cuihua, and suddenly Cui Fugui felt that his whole body was full of inexhaustible energy, and even the soreness on his legs disappeared without a trace.
After Chen Dongsheng announced the start of shooting, the shooting soldiers began to line up according to the sentry, and the sentry officer of each team was responsible for counting, and after all the soldiers finished shooting, all the sentry officers and the team were tested again.
And Cui Fugui's post was placed in the penultimate after sorting, which made Cui Fugui a little tormented, originally Cui Fugui still wanted to be in front of the first to play, but what he didn't expect was that this competition would come in the order of each whistle, so Cui Fugui put his mind on the order of the lottery, and it was best to put his own order of this whistle to the front, if it was the first, it would naturally be the best.
However, the sky does not follow Fugui's wishes, Cui Fugui's luck is the penultimate competition, looking at a pair of soldiers who are shooting, and the crisp sound of gunfire that comes, which makes Cui Fugui a little tormented.
The reason why Cui Fugui is anxious is not only because of Cuihua, but also because he wants to show himself well again.
Yesterday, after the end of the physical selection, Cui Fugui's auspicious name suddenly spread all over the battalion where Cui Fugui was, and many soldiers in the camp knew that there was such a person as Cui Fugui who could run, and many soldiers couldn't help but look up to Cui Fugui.
And Cui Fugui is also very useful for such an expression.
Therefore, in order to let the soldiers in the battalion take a second look at themselves, Cui Fugui is naturally extremely looking forward to his best live-ammunition shooting.
You must know that Cui Fugui, the hunter of the last three generations of his ancestors, is not in vain, Cui Fugui likes to go into the mountains with his father since he was a child, and when he is older, Cui Fugui relies on his marksmanship to go into the ten miles of mountains alone with a shotgun and hunt a bear blind man.
That year, Cui Fugui also had a small reputation in Shili and Eight Townships.
Especially after entering the fifth town and eating the imperial grain, Cui Fugui has never let go of his marksmanship, especially after mastering the three-point and one-line aiming method, Cui Fugui's marksmanship has improved a lot, so Cui Fugui is full of confidence in the marksmanship test.
Finally, after a period of waiting, this competition finally arrived in front of Cui Fugui's whistle, and Cui Fugui thought that he would be able to show his skills immediately, and the original torment had disappeared without a trace, and all that was left was his heart full of excitement.
Cui Fugui looked at the soldier who was shooting in front of him, and his heart was already hungry and thirsty, but this situation did not make Cui Fugui wait too long, the shooting of the first post passed quickly, and now it was Cui Fugui's turn to be the sentry.
Cui Fugui thought in his heart: It's time to show your skills again.
So after prostrate his body down, Cui Fugui held Shui Lianzhu in the correct posture according to what the instructor told when he first entered the barracks, put the butt of the gun on his shoulder, aimed his eyes at the ruler, looked directly at the target in front of him, breathed deeply, and put his fingers on the trigger, and held Shui Lianzhu tightly.
After Cui Fugui took a few deep breaths, his eyes looked at the target in front of him through the ruler, and after determining the target, Cui Fugui's fingers slowly pulled the trigger.
With a crisp gunshot, the bullet hit the target, and then Cui Fugui took advantage of the state just now to continuously pull the bolt and quickly shot out the remaining four bullets in the magazine.
After the bullet was fired, Cui Fugui didn't look at the results but got up directly, waiting for the sentry's statistics, this is not Cui Fugui boasting that Cui Fugui is still full of confidence in his marksmanship, and soon after Cui Fugui got up, Cui Fugui's sentry also completed the shooting, and the result was also handed over by the sentry.
The results of this whistle are only the red heart hit by Cui Fugui's gun, and the other scores are uneven.
Cui Fugui has nothing to fiddle with for such a result, you must know that there are still so many people who hit the heart with a gun in the front shot, and the remaining two posts after Cui Fugui's post is over are also extremely fast to complete the shooting, and there is also a soldier who hits the bull's-eye in this last post, and then there is the shooting carried out by the sentry officer and the shed.
From the shooting of the sentry officer and the shed, Cui Fugui found that the results of the officers were much better than the non-commissioned officers, but even among the officers, only three officers had achieved the goal of hitting the heart with a gun, and the probability was much stronger than that of the non-commissioned officer, you must know that the non-commissioned officers of these two battalions only had a dozen or so guns hit the heart, and three of the twenty or thirty officers among the officers had a gun hit the heart, and the probability of nearly one-tenth of the officers was many times higher than that of the non-commissioned officer.
After the officers and soldiers of the two battalions finished shooting, a total of twenty-six people reached the heart of the gun, seven of them were officers, and the remaining nineteen were non-commissioned officers, and there was a place for Cui Fugui among these sixteen non-commissioned soldiers.
After the twenty-six people gathered, Chen Dongsheng and Liu Wangzhen looked at the twenty-six people below, but this time it was Liu Wangzhen who opened his mouth and said: "Yes, I didn't expect to have so many marksmen, but this is just not enough, if you want to be selected by the rulers, you have to be selected." ”
After finishing speaking, Liu Wangzhen pointed to the cage that was covered by the cloth on the side, and the eye guards on the side saw Liu Wangzhen looking at the cage and lifted the cloth on the cage.
After the cloth was lifted, the pigeons were inside the cages.
Liu Wangling looked at Cui Fugui and the others after looking at the pigeon leaving the cage and said: "The commander said, this will be the same thing to shoot the target, after all, this target is placed here, even if you don't hit at the beginning, but after a long time of training, you can hit, but this moving thing is not simple, it is much more difficult than hitting the target, this final selection is to shoot the pigeon in the cage with a gun, of course, it is not just for you to hit, but to release the pigeon for you to hit." ”
Hearing that it was a pigeon hunt, the officers and soldiers below all showed some embarrassment, but Cui Fugui was not, for Cui Fugui, who had been a hunter, this was much simpler, but anyone who was a hunter had such a hand in this.