Chapter 415: Too Urgent?

It was a long time before he answered, but his tone showed his uncertainty: "...... Seven hundred and fifty meters. ”

Yang Hao's cold voice sounded from the side: "Wrong, it's seven hundred and ninety meters." Forty meters short of this will likely lead to the failure of your worst sniper! ”

The general's eyes blinked: "Yes, instructor." ”

"What's going on next, what's going on around you?"

“…… Left deviation. ”

He didn't have a compass in his hand, so he couldn't be sure which direction the wind was blowing, but he could still tell the wind that was clearly to the left.

"What is the wind speed?"

“……”

A look of difficulty appeared on the faces of the generals.

He didn't learn anything about it.

Wind speed is a skill to learn how to look, but more often than not, it takes practice. The previous learning of the general generation was not systematic, but he knew how to roughly see the direction and speed of the wind, but let him report the number was beyond his ability.

"Seven...... Seven to eight meters. ”

Yang Hao sighed slightly.

"Are you in too much of a hurry?"

Yes, the things Yang Hao asked are all questions that need to be practiced, and practice makes perfect before they can be answered. At first glance, it is indeed a little difficult for these recruits.

"Wrong, it's nine .6 meters."

Yang Hao squatted down and said in a low voice: "I don't blame you, after all, you haven't been systematically studied." Now, hold your breath, calculate the effect of wind direction and speed on the bullet, and judge where the bullet will land. Move your muzzle. ”

"Ready, fire!"

"Bang!"

A gust of wind blew, Yang Hao took the telescope and looked over, and there was no movement on the target.

The generalists are off target.

Yang Hao gently patted the head of the fan: "Do it again." ”

"Yes."

"This time, listen to my instructions."

"At a distance of seven hundred and ninety meters, the wind is biased to the left, and at 8.3 meters a second, the muzzle of the gun moves to the right of the gun by one point and a secret position of 0.4 to the right. Aim. ”

"The wind speed has changed. At 8.9 meters a second, he moved to the right of the zero point 1 of the dense position. Get ready! ”

"Fire!"

"Bang!"

Gunshots rang out again. This time, Yang Hao clearly saw that a black dot appeared on the white target opposite.

And the general. A smile of joy appeared on his face.

"Hit. I hit! ”

"Hit. Seven rings. ”

Yang Hao put down the binoculars, turned his head, and looked at the generals.

"Not bad."

said. He stood up and turned to face the snipers, "You should have realized by now what a rookie you are. If a commander does put you in the sniper position, I am afraid that the average survival time on the battlefield will not exceed five minutes. But since you're all gathered here, I think it's my duty to turn a flock of rookies into a useful, even a soldier who can play a key role. I only have three months, so I don't have time to teach you everything, but I will tell you all the methods and tricks of learning, and after three months, how high your grades will be depends on your own understanding. ”

Yang Hao looked at his watch. The time passed quickly, and it was already 5:22 p.m.

"That's all for today's lesson, and tomorrow, I'll start teaching you something in earnest. Disband! ”

In two days, Yang Hao completely figured out the abilities and characteristics of these soldiers, and the strengths and weaknesses of each person were recorded by Yang Hao during the test, and they were changed and added at any time.

Each person is unique, and if you train them with your own goals, it is impossible to train a true master. The real masters are good at highlighting their own advantages and hiding their shortcomings at the same time, so while teaching, Yang Hao is constantly thinking about various methods, so that these soldiers can explore their own advantages by themselves, so as to transform them into their unique fighting style.

Yang Hao felt that this was the most correct thing he had done.

In the next ten days, Yang Hao did not carry out any more exercises, and the training ground completely became a classroom, and Yang Hao stood on the blackboard, constantly writing and drawing, calculating problems, some sniper theories, camouflage, traps, lurking, and weapon selection in the mission, etc., all of which were covered in the course.

He had limited time and could only do this kind of cramming, so he ordered everyone to buy a notepad, categorize everything they said, organize it themselves, and open it later to study it themselves.

It turned out that although the current combat ability of these fifty soldiers is not very strong, their learning ability is better than one by one - what they talk about is finished on the same day, and the next day, this group of people can understand about six or seven percent, and even some of the more intelligent ones can understand ninety percent, which makes Yang Hao's next course a lot easier.

The ability of the students is stronger, and the burden on the teacher will be smaller.

After the theoretical course, of course, it is practice. And Yang Hao's first practical lesson was not aimed at sniping, but reaction.

"Your current comrades-in-arms have all been wiped out, and you are the only one left. If you don't want to die, then you can only rush out of this street, about two hundred meters. In the midst of this, there are many bandits waiting for you. Be careful of everything around you, and get out of this street, that's your task today. ”

Yang Hao turned the training ground into a street that he had designed in advance, and continued: "Bandits may appear anywhere, and even I don't know where they will come out. However, I would like to remind you that you must not be shot or you will be considered a failure. In some places, there will also be unarmed civilians, and if you can't kill them, you will be considered a failure. If you fail, deduct one point. If you kill civilians and deduct two points, can I still make it clear? ”

"Understood, instructor!"

Everyone yelled.

"Okay, from number one, you can choose any weapon. When you're ready, get started. ”

For convenience, Yang Hao numbered all of them. No. 1 is a general.

The pan man walked up to the gun rack and picked up an SR-25 semi-automatic sniper rifle.

Yang Hao nodded slightly.

Although they can choose weapons at will, Yang Hao still hopes that they will choose sniper rifles. After all, they are all people who aim at snipers, using assault rifles...... Where on the battlefield will there be so many opportunities for them to get a rifle?

The first choice of the general generation made Yang Hao slightly satisfied. In such street fighting, the semi-automatic sniper rifle obviously has a great advantage over the bolt-action type, and the burst fire is enough to allow the shooter to have faster counterattack fire, so as to put himself in less dangerous situations.

The general generation stood at the starting point, and Yang Hao pressed the timer: "Start!" ”

The generalist instantly picked up his gun and entered the street.

As soon as he took a step, in a window next to him, the body of a bandit was revealed, only five or six meters away from him.

The generalist was startled, but the movements of his hands were not slow, and he turned the gun and pulled the trigger.

He was still a little faster, and a shot hit the bandit in the head. However, before dying, the bandit still pulled the trigger, and the AK47 in his hand spewed out gunfire again and again.

The general man immediately lay on the ground, and a lazy donkey rolled and shrank into the corner.

Almost, the general man was almost out at the beginning, and he could feel that a few bullets were grazing his body and flying out of the game.

Adjust your mentality, and the generalists are on the road again.

It's not just the streets that can move forward, there are rooms and under the eaves that can be walked, and there are plenty of bunkers on the roads for concealment. The general generation kept changing the hidden position, and he had already run a hundred and fifty meters.

Yang Hao couldn't help but nodded.

Such a street is very dangerous and deadly for a sniper, and if there is a choice on the battlefield, Yang Hao will not choose to take such a street. According to his expectations, being able to move a hundred meters on the street is already considered a passing grade, but this general person does have some ability.

"Ahh

The general man suddenly heard a piercing scream, and his extremely tense nerves made him move the muzzle of the gun in an instant.

As he was about to shoot, his fingers stopped.

It was a woman, with her hands held high, running away in the opposite direction of herself.

It's civilians. The generalist put down his gun and looked at the rest of the place.

But what he didn't expect was that the goal of this civilian was not to escape.

Rather, it was a gun next to the body of a bandit not far away. Picking up the gun, she shot at him before he could come to his senses.

A barrage of bullets flew towards the general, and in an instant, he was shot three times, and the surrounding streets were instantly back in the training ground.

Yang Hao rushed over at once, kicked the fanfan down, and then punched and kicked.

"Idiot! Are you so sure she's a civilian? How many times have I told you, at any time, you can't let your guard down, your brain was eaten by a dog?! If this were in reality, you would have already been reincarnated! ”

Yang Hao stood up and gasped: "Return to the team, deduct one point!" ”

"Next!"

The next few people failed to surpass the generals.

At least he ran 150 meters, and the next people, at most, only ran 130 meters at most, before they were shot and killed by the bandits who suddenly appeared. There were even three people who accidentally killed civilians who did not have guns in their hands on the way, and one person, like the generals, was killed by a single shot by bandits disguised as civilians.

For the three people who killed civilians, Yang Hao changed his usual calm attitude and rushed up with a burst of punches: "I told you that you are not allowed to kill civilians, do you want to become a murderer, or do you want to go to a military court?!" ”

The person who followed in the footsteps of the general generation was no exception, and after a burst of punches and kicks, Yang Hao scolded: "You didn't listen to what I just said, did you?" Deduct two points! (To be continued......)