Chapter 387: Not an optimistic prediction
A Mi-171 helicopter circled over the training area, flying at an altitude of between 50 and 80 meters, and flew a wave-like track as it circled.
At the cabin door, Du Xiaofan sat on the floor, leaning against the door frame, with a seat belt around his waist, and Chen Tao half-squatted beside him, both of them wearing surround-type headphones, which was convenient for communication in the noisy cabin.
Li Mu and the others were on standby.
Today, the special shooting training officially began. There are many subjects in special shooting, including accurate shooting at ground targets on carrier aircraft.
Chen Tao instructed Du Xiaofan to conduct the first live-fire shooting, and below was a large open space, on which there was a target in accordance with the specified position, the best target.
The five bullets quickly went out, and Du Xiaofan checked the gun and retreated to the side.
"Next ready!" Chen Tao shouted.
In the rumbling cabin, Zhao Yiyun stepped forward with his waist and began to prepare for shooting according to the password. Everyone uses a Type 95 automatic rifle with a quadruple white light scope. Zhao Yiyun, who is a sniper, is no exception.
Soon, after the target reporter on the ground counted Du Xiaofan's results, he returned to the bunker, and then issued an order to Chen Tao above his head to shoot.
Zhao Yiyun tried his best to balance his body, but it was difficult to grasp the sense of balance on the helicopter that was up and down. The difference is a thousand miles, and if there is a slight deviation from the aiming point, there is no doubt about running the target.
When the Mi-171 helicopter circled the sixth circle, Li Mu, who was the last to shoot, finished firing, and there was not a single bullet left of the five bullets.
Soon, the Mi-171 descended to altitude and hovered directly on the flat ground below, and the hunter commando team quickly slid down, and the Mi-171 climbed up and returned home.
After gathering on the grass, Chen Tao glanced at everyone and ordered, "Sit down." β
Everyone sat cross-legged with their guns on the right-hand side.
A lieutenant ran over there, holding a piece of paper in his hand, saluted Chen Tao and handed over the report card.
Chen Tao took the salute in return and glanced down.
"Relax and sit. Chen Tao raised his eyes and said.
The soldiers relaxed, and Shi Lei raised his hand to report: "Report, headhunter, can you smoke?"
After getting along for a few months, it is such a small collective, eating, drinking, and everything is together, and the relationship between the soldiers and Chen Tao has gradually become less imprinted by the upper and lower levels, which is mainly reflected in peacetime, and the level difference in the training of the work group is still relatively obvious.
Chen Tao said, "Let's smoke." β
Shi Lei immediately took out Chinese cigarettes with a smile and handed them out. When it was sent to Li Mu, Li Mu shook his head. Shi Lei froze for a moment, but he didn't take it seriously, he clicked it and smoked it.
Several other people were about to smoke it, but they all noticed that Li Mu's expression was not quite right, and when they looked at Chen Tao again, they seemed to be smiling. They all put their cigarettes in their pockets and sat down slowly. Shi Lei was the only one left smoking next to him as if no one was there, and he was quite happy.
After smoking half of it, Shi Lei realized that something was wrong with his body, looked left and right, oh-day, they were all very strict and looked like dogs, just laughing and laughing, looking at Chen Tao's expression, no matter how sluggish he was, he woke up, and quickly put out the cigarette and sat upright.
"Estimate how many rings you've played. Chen Tao put his hands behind his back and said, his chin nodded Shi Lei, "Da Lang, you say it first." β
"Yes!"
Shi Lei was shocked, hesitated for a while, and said unsurely, "Report, five bullets, I should be able to hit thirty to thirty-five rings." β
"What are your usual grades?" asked Chen Tao.
"Report headhunter!" Shi Lei suddenly became confident, "The best result in mobile precision shooting is forty-seven rings! At least no less than forty-two rings!"
This result is very outstanding, although there is a bit of a gap compared to Li Mu's pervert who is full of fifty rings.
Chen Tao nodded slightly, "It seems that Comrade Da Lang is very confident in himself, the new special shooting project, air to ground precision shooting, Comrade Da Lang thinks that his results are between the 30 and 35 rings." β
Li Mu closed his eyes slightly painfully, and scolded in his heart, Shi Lei really thought that he was omnipotent, and he was too proud!
He had already seen that the headhunter had dug a big hole and was ready to bury everyone in it. Accurate shooting at stationary targets on the ground in the air is the most basic of the special shooting skills of air assault, but it has never been touched by the soldiers, and it is completely different from any previous shooting conditions.
Previously, they had carried out rapid inter-march precision shooting in the course of the vehicle, and they had achieved excellent results on stationary targets and moving targets, and they had all achieved excellent results and had stabilized themselves. But shooting accurately from top to bottom on a helicopter is not the same thing at all.
Li Mu estimated that it was very likely that his brothers had misjudged today's shooting results with their previous good feelings.
However, Chen Tao did not immediately announce Shi Lei's results, but pointed to Du Xiaofan and continued to ask, "Demeanor, how many rings do you think you played?"
Du Xiaofan had obviously thought about it, and immediately replied: "About thirty rings." β
It was much lower than Shi Lei's mental standard, which made Shi Lei look at Du Xiaofan in surprise.
"Why?" Chen Tao asked.
Du Xiaofan replied: "Because I feel that shooting from a helicopter is much more difficult than shooting on land, and a little more difficult than shooting from a moving vehicle." So I lowered my mental standards. β
Chang Chang nodded, and he didn't know whether Chen Tao meant to agree with Du Xiaofan's opinion, or if he understood Du Xiaofan's answer.
With a nod of his chin again, Chen Tao asked Geng Shuai, "White wolf, what about you?"
"I should have hit more than twenty or thirty rings. Geng Shuai gave a more vague answer, and it can be heard that he did not have much confidence in his shooting today.
Chen Tao nodded at Lin Yu: "Warrior." β
"Report! I think my rings are between twenty and thirty. β
Nodding his head like this, Chen Tao continued to ask Zhao Yiyun, "One shot, you are a sniper, your expectations of yourself should be higher than others, right?"
Zhao Yiyun replied: "Report headhunters! I think my ring number is between the 10th and 20th rings!"
When the words came out, everyone opened their mouths in surprise, and their first reaction was, Lao Zhao is not in the state today? In the commando, except for Li Mu, the most powerful marksman is Zhao Yiyun.
"Oh, not in the state?" said Chen Tao, as if asking.
"No, I'm playing normally, but I don't feel like I'm doing well. Zhao Yiyun looked at the puzzled eyes of the others, and said in a deep voice, "The precision shooting on the plane is completely different from any kind of shooting conditions we have been exposed to before, and this time I am afraid that the results are ugly." β
Everyone's eyes moved to Chen Tao's face.
Chen Tao still smiled, and he asked, "There is a strange phenomenon, the better the marksmanship, the worse the prediction of himself. Why is that?"
He didn't intend for the soldiers to answer the question, and it would be difficult for the soldiers to answer.
After a pause, he said, "Tell me, why are you so unconfident in yourself?"
The soldiers were embarrassed.
Chen Tao answered for them, and he said, "Because in the process of shooting, you have actually felt the difficulty Cheng DΓΉ. On helicopters with speeds and angles and unsteady flights, small arms are used to fire accurately at stationary targets on the ground. I can tell you frankly that in the U.S. military, this subject is only trained by snipers of the U.S. special forces. β
Everyone secretly gasped.
Isn't this a trick, how does it compare with other people's US special forces?
Chen Tao's words changed: "But ......"
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