The military district shooting team and Han Zixu and three others lived in the division guesthouse and took a bus to teach the brigade to train early in the morning.

During that time, Zhuang Yan followed Han Zixuan to train every day, and chatted with the red-card girls of the military shooting team and blew the water.

These red-card girls have just joined the army and have recruited special players. For a relatively solemn and old soldier, they are just a piece of white paper. No matter how you blow, you can get a lot of "wow" praise.

In those days, Zhuang Yan gained a lot of shooting skills and knowledge from Han Zixiu, and also mastered the shooting skills of the new gun Type 95, which made other players envious.

Time flies very quickly, and it will be three days in the blink of an eye.

The moment of the competition finally came.

In order to increase the difficulty of the game and to test more about which of the two soldiers Zhuang Yan and Jiang Cheng have stronger comprehensive qualities, Zhang Dapao and Han Zixiu discussed and decided not to compete according to the previous rules, but to adopt another more complex shooting rule.

"You two, come here." Han Zixiu said to the two top privateers who were already moving their hands and feet, wearing tactical vests and holding guns, ready to start the competition.

Zhuang Yan and Jiang Cheng walked forward and stood attentively.

Han Zixiu glanced at Zhang Dapao and turned around and said to the two people: "I have discussed it with Battalion Commander Zhang. Since I have to compare, I need to increase the difficulty. To be honest, there are many types of shooting, and it is easy to make it complicated. However, if you really compete for special shooting, it is not fair to be solemn, and the difficulty will be increased based on the original."

After that, he raised his chin at Zhang Dapao: "Captain Zhang, are you talking about the rules?"

Zhang Dapao was not polite and said directly: "The rules are very simple, almost the same as last time, but there is a little more difficulty and shooting. The more times, the easier it is to test your personal shooting quality."

He pointed to the position of the target trench in the distance and said: "The rules are as follows: use the crater to take a kneeling position from a distance of 200 meters to shoot the side running target, two sets of point shots, 5 rounds, and the target display time is 10 seconds; then launch an impact, search at a distance of 100-80 meters, and perform short pause shooting of chest targets that appear in an unfixed position in front, two sets of shooting, 5 rounds, and 5 seconds each time to display the target; then two close-range shots of the half-body targets appear at two distances of 50-30 meters, with 5 rounds, and the target display time is 3 seconds. Three sets of shooting 5 rounds in each group, all of which use half-body targets, and the number of rings is not calculated on the entire shooting process. There are 15 rounds in total, and three magazines are replaced."

Speaking of this, he looked at Zhuang Yan and Jiang Cheng and asked, "Do you agree or not?"

"agree!"

Zhuang Yan and Jiang Cheng answered almost at the same time, and then the two couldn't help but look at each other again, their eyes colliding in the air, and sparks suddenly flew everywhere.

"Okay! Get in place!"

With a wave of cannon Zhang waved his hand, Zhuang Yan and Jiang Cheng immediately ran to their respective craters and jumped into them.

Ni Haowen and Luo Ping'an stepped forward and gave three magazines loaded with five rounds.

Ni Haowen gave a thumbs up at the solemn and said, "Be good at it!"

"Yeah!" Zhuang Yan nodded vigorously.

He carefully checked the magazine and pressed the loaded bullets with his fingers. He saw that there was no problem with the spring sending bullets. He loaded one of them on the Type 95 automatic rifle and the other two into the tactical vest.

"Prepare!"

Zhang Dapao walked between the two and raised the red flag.

Both groups of people around held their breath, and no one dared to yell, for fear of affecting the shooting accuracy.

Bee—(It turns out that "bee" is used, and some book friends recommend "bee". Think about it, Bee is good.)

A whistle sounded.

200 meters away, a half-body target was bounced up.

In 10 seconds, two consecutive short shots.

The moment he aimed solemnly and quickly pulled the trigger, he was in a state of meditation, with almost no major physiological activities in the human body.

可以可—

可以—

Two shots, very short intervals!

According to regulations, Zhuangyan cannot replace the magazine that has been empty now. He must run to the next shooting ground line - 100 meters away and start two shootings. Only then can the magazine be replaced.

Jiang Cheng was obviously a little slower than the solemn shooting speed.

Zhuang Yan had already jumped out of the crater and he had just completed two shots.

The first set of live ammunition is already ahead of the way!

The top team members couldn't help but start cheering!

"Awesome!"

"Hahaha! We won!"

In the eyes of the members of the top shooting team, the first group of live ammunition has been ahead of more than a second, what else can I do next?

Everyone's solemn shooting ability is obvious to all, and they firmly believe that they can beat Jiang Cheng, who is the special forces brigade.

"I just played the first group! How do you know that Zhuang Yan is sure to win?"

The girls from the military district shooting team couldn't help but start to refute the members of the top team of the 1st Division.

"Little girl movies, you are playing competitive shooting, don't you know? We have a tactical shooting, and it's hard to turn the tables when we lose at the beginning. We are all experts, and we play at the right level!" Xiao Jingui began to tease those officers who are not soldiers again.

"Hmph! Let's see!"

Of course the girls were unwilling to give up, and they put their lumbar muscles on their backs and stared at the distance.

Zhuangyan soon reached the 100-meter shooting line. When he stepped on the line, Luo Ping'an behind him immediately blew his whistle.

Beep—

The first half-body target bounced up.

Zhuangyan had already started changing magazines the moment she stepped on the line.

Although the magazine was replaced quickly, it was a bit different from the previous version of the 81-1.

The Type 95 magazine has a rearward inlet, which means that its magazine is very low, so it is a bit unpleasant to load the magazine.

可以可—

After he shot the first set of shots, Jiang Cheng's gunshots came from a distance.

He caught up with him!

Solemnly carried the gun and continued to move forward.

When it reached 80 meters, the second target was launched.

可以—

Shoot all over.

Zhuang Yan began to run wildly again.

He subconsciously felt that Jiang Cheng should have a shooting speed of about the same as his own, and he actually caught up!

At 50 meters, Zhuangyan replaced the magazine again.

Beep—

The half-body target bounces up.

可以可—

Shoot the target and continue to run wildly to 30 meters.

可以—

The last half-body target fell down.

Zhuang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and glanced at Jiang Cheng who was twenty meters away from him.

The other party was also testing the gun, and was sweating profusely.

Obviously, Jiang Cheng was not relaxed either, and felt the solemn pressure.

Ni Haowen and Luo Ping'an returned to Zhang Dapao and Han Zixiu. The four of them lowered their heads and seemed to be discussing and recording something, and then picked up the intercom and asked about the situation of the target.

After a while, Zhang Dapao shook his head and curled his lips.

Turn around and announce: "Get! The time is the same, the number of targets is the same!"

When Jiang Cheng heard this, he immediately shouted: "Battleman Commander Zhang, Staff Han, I ask for another comparison."

Zhang Dapao looked at Han Zixiu, and Han Zixiu suddenly shook his head: "No, we still have to hurry up."

He looked at his watch and said, "We are going back at noon. The military shooting range has been maintained. We are going to the guesthouse to pack up our things."

Jiang Cheng was obviously unhappy, but he had to obey the order, so he had to say, "Yes!"

Solemnly stepped forward and returned the gun to Luo Ping'an.

Luo Ping'an checked it, reached out and patted the solemn shoulder: "Not bad! You are a very talented shooter."

After saying that, he smiled and returned to his minibus and began to pack up his things.

Han Zixuan said nothing when he left, but just stood seven or eight meters away from the solemn state, gave him a thumbs up, and said, "Young man! Not bad!"

Just this sentence, and then got on the minibus.

The minibus rolled up dead grass on the ground and drove out of the shooting range like a gust of wind. It soon disappeared along the cement road of the teaching team at the gate.

Solemn and a little disappointed.

After getting along for a few days, he felt that Han Zibao is not bad.

"Red Arrow" Special Forces Brigade...
To be continued...