"Are you ready?"

The old white-haired turned around and asked about the solemnity of the gun being checked aside.

Zhuang Yan carefully checked his beloved Type 85 sniper rifle and nodded to Lao Baimao: "Okay! Chief Instructor!"

Lao Baimao pointed at the six instructors lined up beside him and asked Zhuangyan: "You can choose one."

"Whatever?" The smile on Zhuang Yan couldn't help but surged from the bottom of her heart.

"casual."

"really?"

"Take it seriously!" Old Baimao was a little unhappy and said, "Are you a soldier? You can't finish talking nonsense. Just choose whatever you want!"

He walked over solemnly and walked to the six instructors.

I had already started to think about it quickly.

Which one is the worst?

It is said that the sniper's eyes have a deep and deep pool like a thousand-year-old well.

Zhuangyan felt that he had to look at the eyes first.

But after scanning, I couldn't see anything.

The eyes of the six instructors were extremely consistent - calm!

It seems to be just an ordinary person, and you can't tell any special eyes.

Surprisingly...

Zhuang Yan hesitated a little.

Don’t it be said that the eyes of special forces are particularly sharp?

These instructors look bright and bright enough in their eyes, but it seems that they are no different from ordinary people.

Look at your hands again.

There will be calluses on the sniper's household registration and index finger, and it will be particularly thick.

That was taken by those who practiced guns for a long time.

Taken by each one, and it's very thick...

In fact, there are still places to see, but those parts need to be taken off to see them. You can’t let the instructor take off his clothes on the spot, right?

There is no way to be solemn.

"How about it? Have you chosen it well? Do you want me to help you? If you don't choose it, the sun will go down the mountain." Old Baimao urged, his tone full of teasing: "Do you dare believe me?"

It was already past five o'clock in the evening, and the sun only showed half of its face by the mountain.

Fortunately, it is approaching summer, with long days and short nights, so there is still some light.

Everyone laughed, including six instructors.

How could Zhuangyan afford to lose this face?

Let your competitors choose opponents for yourself?

Even if people tell the truth, they don’t have that face!

After all, they are special forces, aren't they?

After all, he is the number one sniper in the "Hunter" team, isn't he?

"No. 6!" Solemnly selected.

"No. 6?" Old Baimao was a little surprised: "How did you choose him?"

The solemn face turned red and said, "Because the number is small, 1, first, of course it is amazing, and so on, 6 is the smallest!"

The solemn reason is simple enough.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Everyone laughed, including the officers and soldiers of the special forces in various regions who were sitting on the turf waiting to watch the show.

Only the "Red Arrow" team felt embarrassed.

Second Lieutenant Zhou Yi couldn't help but say to Cui Weinan next to him: "Fuck, where did the hunter team find these weird guys... 1 to 6... This guy can think of it..."

"Don't laugh, let you go up, who do you choose?" Cui Weinan said: "We are aware of our knowledge. What would you think when you see the old white hair for the first time?"

Zhou Yi thought about it and said, "When I first saw him, I was still thinking that no one came to my mother's headquarters, so I sent such a white-haired guy to teach us."

"Okay! Instructor No. 6, leave the list!"

"yes!"

With the order from the old white-haired man, Instructor No. 6 took a step forward.

“No. 23.”

The solemn number is No. 23.

Lao Baimao said: "For fairness, you use your gun, you have one group, and he has one group. Now you tell me which subject to choose first?"

"600 meters, head target accuracy shot, three rounds, count the number of targets." Zhuang Yan had already chosen the subject in his mind and said it casually.

Everyone coaxed it and started talking again.

"This kid is so young, can he hit a 600-meter head target?"

"I heard that this kid is an experimental team of the Red Arrow Team. He specializes in training snipers, called the Hunter Team. Their captain is quite famous in the army and has won many shooting competition championships..."

"Hunter team? I have heard of it, it was experimental and it was only one year old."

"One year? Unless you are a genius, you will definitely lose. Don't even think about it!"

"Okay!" said the old Baimao: "Would you fight first or instructor No. 6 fight first?"

Solemnly said: "I!"

"No. 2 and No. 3, you two go to the target."

"yes!"

"yes!"

The target quickly stood up six hundred meters away.

Most of the shooting ranges have one thing in common, and the top of the end is a hillside or a hill.

This advantage is that the bullet penetrates the target and then shoots it directly into the mountain, which will not cause accidental damage to pedestrians in the surrounding villages.

It's getting late.

The light at the foot of the mountain is dark and is under the shadow of the mountain.

The head target is like a poor little white dot in the shadow.

At a distance of 600 meters, he lay down solemnly, fucked his gun, aimed...

Everyone held their breath.

There was no longer any discussion around, and they all became quiet.

Everyone is waiting for this shot.

"etc!"

Lao Baimao stepped forward and put forward his own opinions: "How about increasing the difficulty?"

Solemn, who was lying on the ground, raised his head: "Ah?"

Lao Baimao said: "Time limit, five seconds, how about it?"

"Ah?" Zhuangyan swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

Six hundred meters is considered a long-distance sniper. For the Type 85 sniper rifle in your hand, it uses a special bullet. There was no problem at all, but the time limit was different.

Sniper is different from ordinary rifle shooting. Since the distance between ordinary rifle shooting is not that far, as long as the gun is good and the combination of man and gun is good, it will be extremely fast to rest.

But if you shake 1 mm slightly at the muzzle, the bullet will be the end of the target.

At this distance, you must consider the temperature, wind speed, light and other reasons. After one shot, you will immediately shoot a second shot in more than a second, and you must hit the target.

This is simply difficult to climb to the sky.

"What?" said the old white-haired man: "Han Zi's claim to be the only soldiers he brought out is urine?"

This sentence completely aroused a solemn and competitive spirit.

Damn it, it's too much to bully people!

"OK!"

As soon as the solemn speech ended, the people around him burst into pieces again.

Everyone felt solemn and crazy.
To be continued...