The special forces team members had to compete with the top training team members, and the special recruits from the military district shooting team also became more excited.

They all play shooting, but the military district shooting teams are specialized in participating in the World Military Sports Council and the entire army shooting competition. They are a bit sporty and use different guns.

But love to shoot, this is common.

The three special female officers with red cards all looked so sensible. They wore camouflage uniforms and were not as heroic as female soldiers who wanted to train, so their skin was so white that they were dazzlingly white. When they heard that the top men of the 1st Division were going to compete with the two snipers of the Special Forces Brigade, they all looked expectant, with a youthful and innocent smile on their faces, and stood aside to applaud.

One of the female officers with big eyes and red cards also said: "Staff Officer Han, let's cheer you up!"

"Come on, Staff Han!" another red-card female officer shouted again.

The top men of the 1st Division were squatting in the distance, watching the female officer cheering for the people of the special forces brigade, feeling sad and uncomfortable.

Zhang Yi said: "Brothers, we can't lose face as our teacher. Look at those girls, they look down on us and think we can't beat their special forces team."

"It's normal to be able to do it, right?" Hu Dahai said: "I heard that the Special Forces Brigade is the most elite special forces in the directly affiliated military region. We are just field troops, not at the same level."

"Scared! What nonsense are you talking about?" said the top soldier Xiao Jingui, "Isn't it just a special brigade? Is everyone three heads and six arms? I don't believe that evil anymore. We were selected by the entire division, and we can't compare to them?"

He said seriously: "Don't lose before the game. I think that sergeant is difficult to deal with. After all, he has been in the army for three years. In addition, the other soldier, who is the same year as us, may not be able to win."

"We are ready, who will come first?" Han Zixiu came over with his soldiers.

But not long after, the two soldiers completely changed their appearance.

I don’t know when they changed into tactical vests, and they also wore Bennie hats, and they were wearing black combat boots, which looked indescribable.

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Someone on the top team of the 1st Division couldn't help it and said, "Look at it, his aura! Fuck! What hat is he wearing?"

"That's Benny's hat." said seriously: "Our ordinary field troops are not allocated, their special forces are allocating this thing."

"Such handsome!" Hu Dahai said: "It would be great if I could also wear such a hat..."

"I heard that their special forces brigades sometimes go to the top competition ground to pick people, or go to the reconnaissance unit to pick people. I wonder if this is the case?" Geng Dainian said: "I heard from the volunteer soldiers of our company that the special forces brigades have come to our army before and picked up a group of soldiers."

"Hu Dahai, go and ask the staff officer if they want you. If you want you, you can wear a Benny hat."

Zhang Dapao said to Han Zixiu: "We are ready too. How can we compare?"

Han Zixiu said: "You are at your own home, you have the final say."

Full of confidence in his tone.

The courage to set the rules casually on the shooting range of the 1st Division teaching team also shows that Han Zi's claim to have great confidence in his soldiers.

Zhang Dapao doesn’t like to show off even if he’s fine. He naturally knows the training level of the special forces brigade.

Not every big soldier can surpass everyone among the twenty top players currently standing here in the 1st Division.

But since Han Zixuan brought out the soldiers himself, he cannot underestimate them.

This is strong, I can't show off.

"Okay, since you said that, I'm not polite." Zhang Dapao pointed to the target in the distance and said, "I know that applying shooting is your specialty, so let's apply shooting?"

"Okay, Captain Zhang, you are a senior, you have the final say." Han Zixiu was still so confident.

Zhang Dapao said: "From a distance of 200 meters, the target is displayed for 10 seconds, and then the impact is launched. The chest target appears in front is fired for a short pause at a distance of 80 meters, and the target is displayed for 5 seconds; then the half-body target appears at a distance of 0 meters, and the target is displayed for seconds. Three groups of shots are shot in each group, and the number of targets is calculated without counting the number of rings. Two people are in a group, and they start at the same time. If the number of targets is the same, the length of time is calculated, and the time is less than the winning."

"No problem." Han Zixiu turned around and said to the soldier with the rank of top-ranking soldiers: "Jiang Cheng, you go first."

"yes!"

Jiang Cheng ran behind one of the earthblocks with a Type 95 automatic rifle without a white light scope and stood up.

Zhang Dapao turned around, thought for a while, and said, "Long Zhenghua, you go first."

Long Zhenghua is the third year soldier, the oldest in the shooting team, and the only one who has participated in the top team competition in the group army.

When Long Zhenghua went on, it was obvious that Zhang Dapao was playing Tian Ji's horse racing.

"yes!"

Long Zhenghua turned to the god and ran to the mound.

"We seem to need two more card tables." Zhang Dapao said: "Please each and supervise each other?"

"Okay." Han Zixiu turned around and said to the veteran: "Luo Ping'an, go and get a stopwatch."

"Yes!" Sergeant Luo Ping'an quickly ran to the car, took a stopwatch, and returned to Han Zixiu.

"Go and help the comrades of the 1st Division to get the card of the comrades." Han Zi praised Long Zhenghua and said to Ni Haowen: "Deputy Captain Ni, please help me get the card of the card of the comrades."

Ni Haowen said: "Okay, I'm happy to do this."

After saying that, he ran behind Jiang Cheng.

Standing aside, he stared at the gun in Jiang Cheng's hand for a long time, he suddenly said to Yan Su: "Lao Yan, I think something is wrong, their guns..."

Speaking of this, it is difficult to continue.

Zhuangyan has his own judgment.

Jiang Cheng's hand is the Type 95 automatic rifle, which first appeared in the hands of the X-troop.

This is the first time that Zhuangyan has watched this automatic rifle up close. The first feeling is that this gun has no stock, so the body of the gun is very short.

It is not good to say that the accuracy is solemn, but at least one thing that is certain is that the aim is extremely fast.

This competition event is one of the top competitions in the army, 200 meters-0 meters, and there are several postures in total to shoot different targets.

The last part is close shooting.

The gun body is short...

Zhuang Yan always feels that he wants to take advantage.

"Their guns are better than ours?" asked Zhen Zhuang Yan: "What do you mean?"

Zhuangyan said: "Don't you think? To aim quickly, it seems that their guns have an advantage."

"Well, not only that." said seriously: "The recoil is lower than that of 81, but also has a 58-caliber and high accuracy."

Zhuang Yan couldn't help but look at Yan Sheng: "Have you played with this gun?"

Yan Su did not speak, but raised his head to the competition venue: "Look, let's talk."

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