Almost all those who are soldiers know the main points, and Song Ruobo has been playing with guns since he was a child, so he naturally knows it.

However, he thought that holding his breath for forty seconds would not be a problem at all.

Even if the next few rounds were affected, the bullets fired in front were enough for him to seal the victory.

Obviously, Song Ruobo overestimated his physical fitness.

Before he was twenty seconds, his heart rate began to increase uncontrollably, and his stroke force continued to increase.

The heart beats, and the chest rises and falls slightly.

This level of undulation is far less severe than when it is a pant during a run, but it can cause a huge disturbance to aim.

The crosshair in his eyes was constantly beating, although the amplitude was very small, but it still caused him to hit below the fifth ring with three shots in a row.

Song Ruobo panicked...... This panic made the heart beat even harder. Even the speed at which the body consumes oxygen suddenly accelerated.

By the time the twentieth bullet was fired, Song Ruobo was already depressed, and subconsciously stopped holding his breath and began to breathe.

If one is not well controlled, the bullet will not know where it will go.

If you have the intention to stop shooting and adjust the state, you can get stuck there with a 40-second shooting time limit. He could only bite the bullet and continue to pull the trigger.

So, the bullet flew away.

After continuing to pull the trigger and firing another bullet, Song Ruobo's heart rate and pulsation intensity increased again.

Under the impetuousness, the overall technical action began to deform.

Looking at the impact point that landed on the edge of the target paper, Song Ruobo's eldest young master lost his temper.

The lack of patience was consumed in an instant, and he no longer aimed and changed targets, and directly wiped out the remaining bullets by feeling.

"Smack~"

The sound on the right side was in his ears, and Song Ruobo's gaze subconsciously fell on the target paper of the No. 7 target.

Although it is not particularly clear, you can also see that except for one bounce point in the interval of the five rings, everything else surrounds the core of the target paper.

The No. 8 target was so far away that he couldn't see it clearly. But I listened to Liu Yi's rhythmic shooting sound in my ears. You don't have to think about it to know that the grades shouldn't be much worse.

Looking at his two target papers again, Song Ruobo didn't even think about it in annoyance, and directly threw the gun aside.

"Pick it up!" the female officer's cold command voice sounded instantly.

Song Da Shao is on fire, how can he care about the orders of a little major. Get up from the firing position, turn around and leave.

But as soon as he took two steps, he faintly heard the wind behind him.

Before he could react, the whole person entered a state of weightlessness.

In the stunned gaze of everyone, the body uncontrollably flipped in a circle and a half in the air, and fell face down to the ground.

The severe pain caused by the impact made Song Dashao's brain blank in the next two seconds.

It was easy to come back to his senses and find that the Bayi bar that he had just thrown away was lying quietly in front of him.

"Pick it up!" the female instructor's cold voice with murderous intent sounded again.

"Smack~" accompanied by her words, a gunshot rang out and reached everyone's ears.

Everyone shifted their eyes to Liu Yi again......

"Smack~"

Liu Yi finished the last bullet in the magazine.

The two boys at the No. 1 and No. 3 target positions, when the female instructor's scolding just sounded, their attention was attracted by Song Ruobo's movement, and they subconsciously stopped shooting.

At this time, I only reacted when I heard Liu Yi's shooting, and I was still assessing. Quickly restrain your spirit and aim your gun at the target paper.

But before she could shoot, the female instructor had already pressed the stopwatch, and at the same time shouted briefly and clearly: "Stop!"

The two boys at the No. 1 and No. 3 shooting positions were secretly hating themselves for being distracted, so when the bullets were not finished, the female instructor had already walked to Song Ruobo's side.

Repeating the previous command word for word: "Pick up the gun!"

It was only at this time that Song Ruobo really reacted, what happened just now......

He was actually thrown to the ground by a woman!

Moreover, in front of dozens of people.

Song Ruobo was furious, and his consistent arrogance made him completely ignore the possible difference in force between the two.

He slammed his arms on the ground, got up and raised his fists......

"You're ......"

"Bang~"

Song Dashao's fist was not fully swung up, and as soon as the scolding words in his mouth spit out three words, the whole person flew out upside down.

The female instructor completed a standard side kick like lightning in the moment before.

After lying on the ground for a second, the sharp pain in his chest and abdomen suddenly reversed, and the severe colic made him unable to breathe at all.

While buzzing in my ears, I vaguely heard the female instructor with the ice ballast: "Pick it up for me, right away!"

How could Song Ruobo listen to her, enduring the pain that she had never endured when she grew up so big, and her heart was ruthless.

No matter how much it costs, she must be killed!

As soon as Song Dashao's oath was finished, he heard another sentence in his ears: "Pick up the gun immediately, and then run fifty laps around the training ground."

One meter less, and I will truthfully report what happened here today to No. 27. ”

Song Ruobo struggled to stand up and froze.

Laboriously craned her neck, squinted slightly in the sun, and tried hard to see the ordinary face of the female officer......

Others don't know what the 27th is, and most of them think it's the existence of the Judge Advocate General's Office or something.

But Song Ruobo was very familiar with where it was.

Because, he spent almost his entire childhood there.

The location is on a well-known mountain in the capital, but few people can set foot on it.

No. 27 is one of the independent courtyards.

"Dead girls know themselves, and even know where the old man lives!" Song Ruobo instantly realized.

I know myself, I know my background, but I still don't show mercy.

What does this mean?

This shows that the identity of the other party is at least equivalent to his own, and he is not afraid of being attacked at all.

He even made threats, which was completely his rhythm!

Song Ruobo forcibly calmed himself down, and recalled what had just happened in his mind. Only then did I realize what I had done.

Dropped the gun and threw it to the ground......

The old man who loves guns like his life, hangs in his mouth all day long, and the gun is the second life of a soldier, once he knows that he has dropped the gun on the ground, what will happen?

Will beat yourself to death!

“......”

In everyone's surprised gaze, Song Dashao got up without saying a word. Holding his stomach, he staggered to the side of the Bayi bar on the ground.

He stooped down to pick up the gun, and carefully wiped the dirt and grass off it with his sleeve.

Then he put the gun on his back, tied the belt with one hand, and covered his stomach with the other, and ran to the edge of the training ground.

Then, start running circles around the field......

The female officer glanced at Song Dashao's stumbling back, and shouted at the star squad leader:

"Target!"