The students were speechless.

Ye Hao couldn't laugh.

Xu has a bald headache, so he can't shoot well?

Standing at the fifth position, the fixed point is ten targets and ten rings, which means that the farthest target is 760 meters away.

This is not a feat at all like the 600m target!

Ye Hao regretted it.

finally crushed the attention that Yun Xiaofei received.

In the blink of an eye, because of a momentary cheapness, he gave it to Xu Feng.

"Instructor, gun. ”

"Hmm. ”

Xu Youguang nodded: "Xu Feng's score is the fifth position, ten targets and ten rings. Therefore, the classmates who represented the Ninth Company to participate in the sharpshooter competition this time were Xu Feng and Ye Hao. I hope you can win glory on behalf of the Ninth Company and win the honor of sharpshooter!"

"The time for the sharpshooter tournament is tomorrow morning at 8 o'clock in the morning, the two of you will report on time, and the others will start learning the first set of military physical boxing tomorrow. ”

The brigade commander looked at the entry form for the sharpshooter tournament with sadness.

Xu Youguang stood aside, a little cramped.

"Why did Xu Feng participate in the competition? I told you many times that if this guy doesn't want to participate, don't let him participate. He's participated, what's the point of this sharpshooter tournament?"

"Report to the Brigadier!"

"You say. ”

Xu Feng would not have participated, but at the request of his classmates from Jiulian, he scored a fixed-point ten targets and ten rings. ”

"Okay, okay, okay, I see, you go back. ”

The brigade commander looked at the chief of staff to the side.

The chief of staff was inexplicably cold.

The next morning.

The mountain breeze blows the face, and it is extremely refreshing.

The chief of staff stood at the shooting range with a righteous face.

Sixty-eight students from the brigade lined up with guns, full of energy and eager to try.

"In this sharpshooter competition, the gun used is AH-685, with an effective range of 1,200 meters, a target position distance of 1,000 meters, ten bullets per person, and one point for ten rings. Students who won the title of sharpshooter will have ten points added to their university grades, and their company will receive a pennant of honor. ”

"During the competition, no one is allowed to speak, and those who violate the rules will be deemed to have given up the competition. Okay, without further ado, now, I declare that the sharpshooter tournament has begun!"

The veteran, with three veterans, sent out the prepared guns.

Yesterday, I heard that Xu Feng fixed ten targets and ten rings, and he felt bad all over.

You must know that after coming to the military base for so many days, you haven't seen Xu Feng touch the gun once, how can you fight so well?

Probably the same name.

The veteran comforted himself like this.

But when he really saw Xu Feng, who came to receive the gun, he opened his mouth and didn't say anything.

There are 35 targets in the shooting range, and all the participating students are divided into two groups to shoot.

The chief of staff and several regimental commanders sat in their seats.

Keep an eye on the shooting range.

There are two robots next to it that report each student's shooting results in real time.

Unlike the previous ones, the two robots are in silent mode, so as not to affect the second batch of participants.

Ye Hao is in the first group.

He was not convinced by Xu Feng's results.

Ten targets and ten rings at fixed points, in other words, he may not be able to do it.

"Just look at the next results, 10 kilometers and 10 rings!"

Ye Hao adjusted his breathing.

Aim with your gun and get ready to shoot!

"Position! Five, four, three, two, one, shoot!"

Bang! Bang!

Gunshots rang out.

Ye Hao was stunned for a moment, he couldn't believe it, it was just a target, a ring!

The rest of the students were in a similar situation, and even more did not even hit the target.

Xu Feng's dark tone was calm, and he understood what happened to the sharpshooters in these reserves, and the crosshairs of these AH-685s had been adjusted.

Relying on the existing crosshairs, it is normal to deviate.

The veteran snickered.

The brigade commander is really, last night, the brigade commander ordered that all the AH-685 crosshairs used in the competition be bent, and it looks accurate.

This kept a group of old fellows busy for hours, after all, it was a technical problem that the crosshairs seemed accurate.

The chief of staff was sitting precariously, expressionless in the face of the questioning eyes of some of his classmates.

As a qualified sharpshooter, even the crosshairs don't know that calibration is not good.

Before firing the second shot, Ye Hao quickly calibrated his crosshairs.

Bang!

Nine rings!

It's still a little short of the Ten Rings.

Pit daddy's crosshairs, Ye Hao's second calibration!

Bang!

Ten rings!

Glancing at the others, he should be the first one for now!

"Xu Feng, can you hit accurately within three shots?"

Bang!

Ten rings!

......

The remaining seven shots, all ten rings!

Ye Hao was very proud, put away the gun, and closed the insurance.

When passing by Xu Feng, he glanced at it provocatively and returned the gun.

"Second team, in place!"

Xu Feng with a gun.

Aim, ready to shoot.

Ye Hao stared closely at Xu Feng's every move from a distance.

The veterans who put away their guns also looked over one after another to see if Xu Feng really had three heads and six arms.

"Position! Five, four, three, two, one, shoot!"

Wave the flag!

Bang bang bang!

Ten rings.

Crosshair, Xu Feng didn't look at it at all.

As a monk, it is not difficult to hit the bull's-eye.

How can it be?

Ye Hao couldn't believe it.

The veteran was surprised, and looked left and right to see if any old guy had cheated and gave Xu Feng the gun with the calibrated crosshairs.

When Xu Feng took the gun, there was no calibrated movement.

If the crosshairs are not accurate, how do you shoot?

"Sixteen positions, ten rings, one time. ”

The chief of staff and several regiment commanders noticed the ten rings reported by the robot and turned their gaze.

The brigade commander guessed that it was okay, this time's sharpshooter competition......

Well?

The Chief of Staff looked at position sixteen.

It's not Xu Feng, there's a turnaround......

"Nineteen, ten, once. ”

The chief of staff looked at the nineteenth position, and there was no surprise, it was Xu Feng.

Ten shots later.

Xu Feng's Ten Rings are all in the middle.

Another classmate who was concerned by the chief of staff was also the Ten Rings Quanzhong.

Ye Hao didn't want to speak, and was a little sad.

The veterans were shocked.

"Chief of Staff, there are two classmates who are very ten, what should I do?"

"Simple. Faced with the questions of several regiment commanders, the chief of staff took out two certificates that had been prepared a long time ago, "Just fill in their names." ”

"Chief of Staff, how can there be two certificates?"

"Two tens, naturally two. ”

Sounds like it makes sense.

Several regiment commanders looked at each other, but they always felt that something was wrong.

Xu Feng and another classmate walked to the front of the spectator seat, ready to accept the certificate awarded by the staff officer.

"Report to the Chief of Staff, I am against it!"

tied with Xu Feng for ten points, and the classmate who received the award together said.

Ye Hao blinked his eyes, a familiar scene.

Wouldn't it be nice to take the first place?

"What are you against?"

"I want to play extra and win the first place!"

Looking at the two stamped certificates in his hand, the chief of staff had a headache.

The brigade commander explained earnestly, I am afraid that I will completely soak in the soup, and I don't know when the time comes......

"What's your name?"

"Ye Ming!"

Ye Hao was stunned, this name is so familiar.

Seems to be the son of his uncle's family, whom his parents often talk about?

No wonder at the first glance of Ye Ming, he felt very familiar.

"Xu Feng, do you accept his challenge?"

"Okay. ”

Xu Feng was helpless and wasted time reading books.

Everyone is a classmate, so why waste a lot of time competing for the first place in boredom?

"So, how about removing the crosshair, the 1200-meter target position, and three bullets per person?"

Eh, it's quiet again......