Seeing that Wu Fan was concentrating, Zhou Weiguo did not walk towards the No. 4 target position, but walked towards the side door of the passage in the other direction.

Walking through the small door and going up the long staircase to the second floor, Zhou Weiguo came to the target reading area.

There is an electronic telescope for each of the 16 target sites, and the readings on the target can be clearly seen on the second floor.

Through the electronic telescope, Zhou Weiguo could clearly see that Wu Fan, who was at the No. 4 target position, fired a total of seven shots at this position, and all seven shots hit the target position, of which five exceeded ten rings, one exceeded nine rings, and one exceeded eight rings. Even the worst Eighth Ring is just a little bit above the line of the Ninth Ring Road, and the Inner Ninth Ring is very close.

"Good girl, so powerful?" Zhou Weiguo couldn't help but stretch out his thumb in his heart.

At this time, a staff member came over, Zhou Weiguo stopped him, and pointed to Wu Fan downstairs, "Xiao Wang, after I left, did he only shoot seven shots?"

Xiao Wang handed the printing paper in his hand to Zhou Weiguo, who reached out to take it.

"Report to Officer Zhou, we will send someone to keep an eye on him according to your instructions. Not long after you left, he started shooting. At the beginning of the seventh target position, he fired only three shots, and then sat in a row chair and rested for about half an hour. After the break, he started from the first position, fired ten shots at each position, and now hit the fourth position. We've observed that this looks like a novice shooting target, better than many police officers who have been shooting for four or five years. The first shot was 7 rings, the second shot was 9.5 rings, then the 88.9 rings, an average of 8.49 rings, the first target position, an average of 9.12 rings, the second target position, an average of 9.53 rings, the third target position, ten shots, an average of 9,80 rings, and now the fourth target position......"

At the No. 4 target position, after Wu Fan finished the seventh shot, he stopped for a while, then raised the pistol and aimed for a while, and then put it down again. Then he looked at the target, raised his gun again, took a tight aim, and shot decisively.

"10.3 rings!" the electron telescope immediately showed the reading.

As soon as the reading came out, Wu Fan's gun rang out again, this time without any pause, and two shots were fired in a row.

"9.8 Ring...... 9.6 rings, 10.1 rings average score of ten guns, and progress again!" Officer Xiao Wang of the staff was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.

The electronic reading is fast, and as soon as the ten shots are completed, the statistical results will come out immediately and be displayed on the screen.

"Xiao Wang, I can tell you responsibly that before this, this kid hadn't even touched a real gun. Wu Fan is a student of his Zhou Weiguo, and the student has such a result, Zhou Weiguo feels that his face is bright, and his face is very long.

"It's impossible, isn't it? I shot so well on the first target, if I hit it for a few years, I guess I would win a gold medal in the Olympics." Xiao Wang said in agreement while looking downstairs.

Zhou Weiguo smiled and did not speak again. He sensed that there was something mysterious about Wu Fan's body, or that he had a special function, otherwise how could he explain such accuracy? But he didn't relax, this was the beginning. Stationary shooting is the simplest of the three assessment contents, and the vast majority of cadres and police officers who can sign up for the special training class can pass the test, and the key is the last shooting assessment, which is the most comprehensive quality and standard. Except for today, Wu Fan still has less than three days, and it is very difficult to go a long way to reach the final standard in these three days.

Wu Fan didn't notice that someone on the second floor was watching him at this time, and after firing ten shots, he pressed the button, and the target at the No. 4 target position quickly slid along the track to the front.

He looked at the target for a long time, trying to summarize the gains and losses of these ten shots. Then press the button to return the target to its original position, and then the target automatically switches and a new target appears.

Wu Fan changed a magazine and walked to the fifth target position.

Ten shots at the No. 5 target position, Wu Fan shot very fast, when he was ready, he opened fire, and the ten shots were completed in less than three minutes, and the electronic screen showed an average score of 9.92 rings.

This result was obviously much worse than his result at the No. 4 target position, but instead of worrying, Zhou Weiguo was more confident.

Obviously, these ten shots were because the speed was too fast, and Wu Fan did not grasp the rhythm well, which caused the performance to decline. In other words, she hasn't found a feeling yet, and the muscles in her arms haven't formed a fixed pattern, plus the design speed is too fast, and the natural performance will drop a little.

In the sixth target position, Wu Fan's speed should eat shrimp down, and after each shot, he had to adjust it, so it took five and a half minutes to shoot ten shots, but the results were unprecedentedly good, reaching an average of 10.2 rings.

According to Zhou Weiguo's plan, as long as Wu Fan's average score of three consecutive targets exceeds 9.5 rings, he can complete this project and move on to the next project. However, he did not stop. He could see that Wu Fan was groping, his results were not stable enough, and he still had a lot of room for improvement.

A shooter who only shoots a gun, and does not summarize and adjust, is by no means a good shooter, if he can constantly summarize and adjust the shooter, even if his shooting results at the beginning are not good, his progress will be very fast.

On the seventh and eighth targets, Wu Fan's speed was further adjusted, about three minutes and two and a half minutes, and the results also fluctuated, one was an average of 10.6 rings, and the eighth target position reached an excellent result of 9.96 rings.

After shooting the eighth target position, Wu Fan returned to the rest area, and closed his eyes while pressing bullets into the empty magazine.

Now, Wu Fan's speed of pressing bullets is already very proficient, if it weren't for Zhou Weiguo seeing the first time Wu Fan pressed bullets here, the people who look at him pressing bullets now would never guess that Wu Fan had only touched the gun on the first day at this time, very veteran, very sharp, and very fast.

After the five magazines were finished, Wu Fan opened his eyes and walked to the ninth target position.

This time, the firing speed increased again, and it took less than two minutes to shoot ten rounds, and the shooting score dropped slightly, but the average score also reached 9.90 rings.

In the tenth position, he did not change the speed of shooting, and continued the speed of the ninth position, but his score did not improve slightly, reaching an average of 10 rings.

According to the normal rules, the time of ten rounds is less than five minutes, and the result is valid.

After the tenth target position, the shooting began at the ninth target position, then the eighth target position, and then the seventh target position......

Wu Fan took the trouble to shoot another 200 rounds of bullets in a row, during which in addition to the pause for pressing the bullets, after shooting at each target position, he studied the landing point of the target for one to two minutes, and spent the rest of the time shooting.

In the beginning, the results would fluctuate with the adjustment of the firing speed, but the average score of each target position was more than 9.5 rings, and most of them exceeded the ten rings, especially after he fixed the design speed, and the last 30 rounds were above the 10 rings in 100 seconds of rapid fire.

Wu Fan lightly touched the barrel of the gun and felt a little hot. More than 300 rounds were fired today, and although he controlled the intervals well and tried not to overheat the pistol, a lot of heat had accumulated. Protected from the gun, he decided that the gun would no longer be used today. What's more, it's getting late at this time, the stomach is growling, and the body also needs to replenish energy.

Back to the long table when he first came, the guns on the table had been taken away by Zhou Weiguo, and there were still two boxes of ammunition on the table, which could not be left. After counting all the quantities, Wu Fan put them in his bag and threw the oiled paper boxes on the table into the trash.

While cleaning up, Zhou Weiguo was not seen on the left, and Zhou Weiguo was not seen on the right. Thinking of Team Zhou's explanation when he was leaving, Wu Fan muttered in his heart, "Why hasn't Team Zhou come yet?" Mother, what if he pursues me and shoots without listening to his orders?"

As he was muttering, he heard Zhou Weiguo's unique walking footsteps sounding from the left, thinking about Zhou Weiguo's cold face, Wu Fan was really afraid that Zhou Weiguo would scold him when he split his head and cover his face, and he really didn't know how to respond. It's embarrassing to think about it, so I don't look at the latter at all, and I pack up my things.

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