MTL - From Soldier to Officer: A Game Addict’s Journey-Chapter 175 Third class merit, I don't want it! (Please order, please support

  Chapter 175 Third-class work, I don't want it anymore! (Please order, please support)

   "噗~噗~"

   The gunshots of the Bayi Bar are not crisp.

   But at this moment, to the recruits, he was the best voice.

   Watching a group of comrades lying on the shooting position in front of them shoot.

  In the queue, the others were inexplicably excited.

   "The recoil doesn't look very good, I will definitely hold on later, and hit fifty rings with five rounds!"

   "I can't see the specific result, how did they fight?"

   "I don't know, but it should be ok, I saw that every target moved a little~!"

  Queue, there is no way to be quiet anymore.

  Although the big guys are still in formation, they step on their feet one by one and look towards the target over there.

   It's just that, looking at a 100-meter target with the naked eye, it is impossible to see any results.

   What's more, everyone is standing more than 100 meters away.

   Even if Wang Ye's eyesight is a little bit twice as good as that of ordinary people.

  But at this time, Wang Ye was not in the mood to watch.

  He thinks about it now, whether he wants to add some.

  Aiming at skills, during the Chinese New Year vacation two days ago, Wang Ye deliberately asked Ye Sanshi to work overtime for two hours with a gun.

  The purpose is to upgrade the skill to level three.

   Now, aiming has indeed reached the third level, but it is not the full level, and there is still room for improvement.

   It's just that Wang Ye is hesitant now.

  Because he doesn't want this third-class work a little bit.

  Before Wu Jianfeng said that just now, Wang Ye never wavered in his idea of ​​getting third-class target shooting.

  Even the two remaining skill points are ready to be used today.

  But at this time, Wang Ye really didn't want to use it.

  Yes, Wu Jianfeng succeeded in getting the leader to make a promise.

  According to the current situation, as long as I hit a full circle today, even if I already have two third-class skills, I am sure that the third one will not run away.

  Yes, my third-class merit will not run away, and Wu Jianfeng may have to work as a company commander in the future until he changes jobs.

  Of course, maybe the head of the team is very fond of Wu Jianfeng and won’t care about it.

  However, Wang Ye didn't know what happened to Wu Jianfeng and the team leader.

   I don’t really know what kind of person the leader is.

   "Brother Wang, what are you thinking, you are absent-minded!"

  Suddenly, someone moved Wang Ye's hand.

  Wang Ye turned his head to see Liang Fan next to him.

   "No, I want theoretical knowledge, don't make a mistake later!" Wang Ye said casually.

  Of course, Wang Ye's excuse is not wrong.

   Today’s target shooting belongs to target shooting, but there is still a process to go before shooting.

  There is a table over there, and several squad leaders sit behind, taking a test of theoretical knowledge about guns and shooting points.

   Only after passing the question and answer can you shoot with a gun.

  Of course, there is no difficulty in this thing, just some simple knowledge, which everyone has long engraved in their hearts.

  At this time, class one was shooting targets, and class two went over there to answer the questions, but they finished their answers soon.

   "Report the target!"

  The gunfire stopped, and Wu Jianfeng shouted with the walkie-talkie.

  The next moment, a voice came from the intercom.

   "No. 1 target, three hits, 21 rounds."

   "No. 2 target, four hits, twenty-nine rounds."

   "Number Three."

   "Target No. 7"

  In the walkie-talkie, the voice reported here, and there was a sudden pause. The next second, the voice was obviously a little cheerful: "Target No. 7, eight shots on the target, sixty-one rounds."

   At this second, the recruits who pricked up their ears to listen were a little surprised, but Wu Jianfeng was right: "Fuck~"

  He swears directly, and then glances to the direction of the shooting position where he got up.

  Looking at the person next to seat number seven.

   Not in a hurry to curse, he made sure first, holding the walkie-talkie: "Is the No. 8 target clean?"

"yes!"

  In the walkie-talkie, the voice directly announced the death sentence for the recruit at position 8.

  At this second, Wu Jianfeng raised his head and looked at the recruit in position 8, and the recruit was also very nervous at this moment.

  Hoo~

  Wu Jianfeng took a deep breath: "Continue."

  He didn't scold anyone, let alone hit anyone.

  The head of the regiment and the chief of staff are all there, and now the regiment is still focusing on leading the troops in a civilized manner, and he wants to be civilized.

   "Qiu Yaping, are you blind?

  Where did you aim, is that your target?

  What the hell! "Wu Jianfeng suppressed himself, but his squad leader, that is, the platoon leader, did not suppress it.

   Pulled his face and ran in front of the soldier and spit.

  However, he is also a bit measured, the regiment commander and the chief of staff are watching, so although it is embarrassing, it is just spit.

   "Target No. 9"

   In the intercom, the sound continues.

  After the last two targets were reported, all ten people got their scores.

  No one with full rings, not even 45th rings, the best score is 44th rings.

  Of course, this is the case when the No. 7 target is not counted.

  His sixty-one ring, he still needs to take a target to study the situation afterwards.

  Concrete analysis of specific situations.

   "Tell you, keep your eyes open. Before you hit me, make sure what number your target is. Don't let this kind of oolong incident happen again!"

   Wu Jianfeng stood there, yelling at the queue.

  He is already restraining his temper.

   Soon, after Wu Jianfeng finished shouting, the second class was led to the shooting position.

  At the same time, Classes 3 and 4 have also passed the theory test one after another, and it's time for Wang Ye and the others.

   "What is the effective range of the Bayi Gang Yi rifle?"

   "Bayi bar gun weight and length"

  The assessment was very simple, with three simple questions and answers for each person. After the end, Wang Ye and the others also returned to the queue.

   "Target No. 1"

   "Target No. 2"

The second round of target reporting began, the best score was 48 rings, the worst score was 21 rings, and there was another 45 rings, and the most important thing was that no one hit the wrong target in the second class. The face of the first squad leader, who was the longest in the row, turned even darker.

   It can be predicted that if they are not in the training today, if they go back after shooting the target, the way back for a group of these recruits today may be as difficult as Tang Seng's journey to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures.

  Three shifts and four shifts

   The target shooting went very quickly, after all, one person only needs five bullets.

   Soon, it was the fifth class, and the first two classes did not have full marks.

  Although everyone was confident before playing one by one.

  But after shooting, everyone actually listened to the target results, and the point of concern was how many shots hit the target.

   "Five shifts out~"

  Squad 5 walked to the target position under Ye Sanshi's order.

   However, not directly to the shooting position.

   Instead, it stopped five meters behind the shooting position.

  Here, put a small stool with a bowl on it, and a security guard waiting beside it.

   Loading area.

  The bullet is in the bowl.

  Wang Ye is at the No. 9 target.

  After arriving here, under the reminder of the security officer, I started to take the magazine and reload it.

  Then put the magazine back into the pocket of the tactical vest on his body, followed by the security guard, go forward a few meters, and enter the shooting position.

   "Prone position. Reload!"

  On the sidelines, a veteran of the fourth company shouted with a loudspeaker.

  In fact, all the security officers here are veterans of the Fourth Company.

  Wang Ye got down quickly, then took out the magazine from the tactical vest on his body, and loaded it into the gun placed here.

  ka~

  The magazine is installed, and the bullets are loaded directly.

   "Aim freely, aim well and hit!"

  This time, it was the voice from the security officer squatting beside him.

  Wang Ye didn't look at him.

   He stared at the No. 9 target in front of him.

  Three points and one line, double the eyesight of one point, allowed Wang Ye to see clearly the ten-ring white circle in the center on the chest ring target a hundred meters away.

  Hoo~

  Wang Ye adjusted his breathing.

  Level 3 aiming skills made Wang Ye very relaxed and confident.

  In fact, Wang Ye still wants to upgrade to full-level aiming, just for the 0.1 vision.

   After all, it’s just a 100-meter machine aiming target, the experience and skills of aiming skills, strictly speaking, level two is enough.

  But now that he is here, Wang Ye finds that his eyesight is not enough.

  Put the finger on the trigger, and press down slowly and evenly.

   "噗~\'

  Suddenly, the bullet fired, the body of the gun moved back, and the shoulders were shaken.

  Intentionally aiming, unintentionally arousing, this is the experience and skill in aiming skills, and it is also what Ye Sanshi has always emphasized.

  At this time, after the first shot, Wang Ye was in no hurry to fire the second shot.

  Looking at the target 100 meters away, although Wang Ye has 1:1 vision, he can't see his own results with the naked eye.

  But Wang Ye is confident that he will hit the tenth ring.

   "Rifle Shooting" skill has been successfully transformed.

  Wang Ye took a deep breath, and in his mind, directly added points.

  Yes, Wang Ye is not going to ask for the third-class merit.

  However, not wanting third-class merit and showing yourself are two different things.

  So Wang Ye is still planning to add points.

  The first shot felt right, but next, Wang Ye had to make sure of his remaining four shots.

  In just a short moment, a warm current flowed into the eyes, and finally flowed quickly through the hands, fused to the index fingers of both hands.

  At this moment, Wang Ye felt that his eyesight had improved, and at the same time his index fingers became more sensitive.

   Moreover, in Wang Ye's mind, he also integrated a lot of shooting experience.

   Although just added a little.

   But the level of improvement is really huge.

  If Wang Ye was a real shooting rookie before.

   Now, Wang Ye is already considered a little master.

  A veteran with at least ten full magazines of live ammunition experience.

  Slightly adjust the lying posture and the posture of holding the gun.

  Wang Ye felt that at this second, he and the gun in his hand were more coordinated.

  Even with your finger on the trigger, you have the illusion that you can point and shoot.

  Hoo~

   Adjusting his breathing, Wang Ye looked at the target through the crosshair of the gun again.

  This time, I can see more clearly. Even because of the improved vision brought about by the addition of shooting skills, Wang Ye can vaguely see the position of the bullet hole of the first shot.

   "噗~"

  Wang Ye shot again.

  Beside, the security officer kept looking at Wang Ye with great interest.

  After Wang Ye fired the first shot, and now the second shot, there was an interval of seven or eight seconds.

  Others, there are fast ones, they all shoot third and fourth.

   But he didn't rush.

  He was very curious, this was assigned to his company by default, and even the last time the 400-meter obstacle made him and others miserable, what kind of performance would the recruits who were trained to die later on have today.

   "噗~"

  Wang Ye shot again.

  The interval between the second shot, the third shot and even the fourth shot after that was only about one second between Wang Ye.

  But for the fifth shot, Wang Ye paused again.

  However, it was only a second or two of hesitation.

   Immediately

   "Poof!"

   A gunshot.

"Um?"

  At this moment, the chief of staff and even Wu Jianfeng, who was holding a telescope, were taken aback for a moment.

   Others were shooting targets, and they weren't looking through the binoculars all the time.

   Some classes even didn’t watch the shooting, or just took a glance with the binoculars occasionally. The real result was still waiting for the target report.

  However, Wang Ye's shooting is different.

   This is a new recruit who can break the regiment's record. They still pay attention to Wang Ye's talent in shooting.

  So, they took the binoculars almost the whole time, and they were even secretly scared just now.

  Because Wang Ye didn't hit the middle of the bullseye with his first shot.

   But it is also within the tenth ring, just a little to the left.

  The most important thing is that for the next three shots, the bullets are all next to the bullet hole.

   This is very bizarre.

  Even at this moment, both the head of the regiment and the chief of staff understood why Wu Jianfeng did that before shooting the target.

  However, now a scene that surprised them appeared.

  The target is down!

  Yes, obviously the first four shots were shot very well, but this was the case with the last shot.

   "Wang Ye, what the **** are you doing!"

  I couldn't help it anymore, just as the others had finished playing, I wasn't afraid to disturb others.

  Wu Jianfeng strode directly towards the No. 9 shooting position.

   "Hehe, company commander, I've let you down. I took the last shot and accidentally aimed at the target!" Wang Ye was still lying on his stomach at this time, and when he saw Wu Jianfeng approaching, he immediately laughed out loud.

   "What the **** are you talking about, I can see clearly, you hit the first four shots very well, and your last shot." Looking at Wang Ye's smiling face, Wu Jianfeng's saliva splashed all over the place.

   But immediately, he froze.

  At this moment, Wu Jianfeng felt as if sand had gotten into his eyes.

   "You dick!" He kicked directly on the leg of Wang Ye who was lying on his stomach.

   Immediately, Wu Jianfeng turned around and left.

   This situation made the side security guard a little at a loss.

   Actually, not only him.

  In the entire shooting range, except for the thoughtful regiment leader and chief of staff, everyone else was in a daze.

  What's the situation?

  Wang Ye interrupted the target, the company commander need not be so angry, right?

  The recruit from the first squad just now hit other people's targets with five bullets, and the company commander has never seen him so annoyed.

   Three chapters today, more than 8,000 words

  

  

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