Chapter 43: I'm Short-sighted
"Everyone has a good rest at noon, now, let's follow the tutorial at noon and do target training. The first group, Wang Qiang and Xiaowen, began to prepare. Instructor Zhang ordered loudly.
"Yes!" Hearing the command, Xiaowen quickly trotted forward a few steps, and quickly stood up and lay down in the direction of the rifle. Grab your rifle and aim and shoot.
"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”
"All three shots hit the ten rings! Pass the grades! The soldier who reported the results shouted loudly from the other side.
"Wow! That's great! Xiaowen whispered excitedly while trotting back to the team.
Several people in a row have achieved satisfactory results in target shooting, after all, everyone has a foundation in target shooting before, which is a bitter soybean with no experience.
Woman: "Ouch, why do you see that others are playing so well, what can you do, soybean?" ”
Man: "It's not that difficult to hit the target, wait for you to aim at the bull's-eye, don't shake your hands, just shoot directly!" ”
"You guys are saying a good thing, I'm going to lose face this time!" Huang Dou gritted his teeth and whispered helplessly.
Men and women: "Why?" ”
"Because I'm a dog, dogs are born with myopia, and I can't see clearly within a range of 50 meters, not to mention that this rifle training target is 100 meters!"
Man and woman: "Ah! It turns out that you are short-sighted! ”
"Wang Yimao! It's coming to you, why are you stunned, hurry up! Instructor Zhang ordered loudly.
"Yes!" Hearing Instructor Zhang calling himself, he rushed forward with a yellow soybean lying down, holding a rifle in his hand, trying to see the bullseye in front of him carefully.
Woman: "Can you see clearly?" ”
Man: "Looks like it's over again!" Definitely going to run away! ”
"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”
"! How do you shoot a target? I let you aim at the bullseye and shoot, not at the soldiers next to you! ”
The soldiers who had just looked at the target were so frightened that they were so frightened that they were lying on the ground next to them with their hands over their hair and shaking.
Huang Dou touched his head apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, I'm short-sighted." “
"What? Are you nearsighted? So how did you pass the medical examination when you were a police officer? Instructor Zhang said incredulously.
"That's because······ Oh, it's me who is short-sighted! Huang Dou said nonsense.
Men and women: "······"
"How old are you, and now you're short-sighted, what are you kidding!" Instructor Zhang said incredulously.
"Hehe, maybe I'm late!" Huang Dou also said embarrassedly.
"In that case, according to the regulations, Wang Yimao's three shots in target training this time were all missed, and he is now running ten laps as punishment!" Instructor Zhang said with a serious face.
"Yes!" For this punishment, Huang Dou did not resist, and obediently got up and ran away.