My son is obviously a playboy, how come he became the tiger of the empire?

Chapter 315

It was past four in the morning.

The sky was pitch black.

All around, thunderous snoring resounded through the world.

The air was filled with a strong smell of sweat and the pungent smell of smelly feet.

Luo Quan stood on the platform and raised his hand to check the time: "It's almost time, go blow the whistle!"

"Yes!" Several instructors ran over quickly and blew the whistle next to the Tiger Regiment.

Hearing the whistle, Lin Hui and others quickly got up and lined up.

Other regiments nearby also heard the whistle, looked up, and continued to sleep.

Now it is more important to maintain physical strength and keep the spirit.

Since the end of the fighting competition, everyone has adjusted their strategy again.

From now on, no matter what, they can't let it go.

In the shooting assessment, they must try their best, exert all their strength, and get the best results.

Otherwise, the gap between them and the Tiger Regiment will only get bigger and bigger, and it will be too late to catch up.

Seeing someone in the team curiously looking up, the battalion commanders immediately scolded loudly.

"Go to sleep, what are you looking at!"

"Have you never seen shooting? You will have a chance to shoot later!"

"Go to sleep quickly and keep your spirits up. If you don't do well in this battle, I will deal with you later!"

A bunch of people stuck out their tongues, lowered their heads and continued to sleep.

At this time, Lin Hui and his team had lined up and walked neatly towards the shooting range.

The shooting range was pitch black, and you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

Suddenly, searchlights came on.

Instantly illuminated the shooting range.

However, the light was limited in distance and only illuminated most of the field.

The large area near the shooting platform was still completely shrouded in darkness.

If the light on both sides was even, or the difference in light and dark was not big, it would be a little easier to shoot.

But this kind of dark-to-light shooting would increase the difficulty a lot.

The human eyeball is very fragile. When you are in a dark environment and the opposite side is too bright, the pupil will be stimulated to shrink.

At this time, the eyes will become blurry, and even double images may appear.

This means that originally you were only aiming at one target, but in this case, there may be several targets in front of you.

Moreover, the 200-meter shooting test still uses 81 bars, a total of 20 bullets, and there is no optical sight, so you can only aim mechanically with your naked eyes.

In this case, it is even more difficult to hit the target.

During the day, aiming at a target 200 meters away with the naked eye is a blurry dot, not to mention this half-bright and half-dark situation.

So when drawing lots, no one was willing to go up first, that's the reason.

Lin Hui has already started to line up, and the first group of people walked out of the team and stood next to the shooting platform.

The armorer began to check the guns and load ammunition.

Luo Quan walked up to Lin Hui and said with a smile: "Now you know how difficult it is to shoot in the first batch, right?"

"Be smarter next time, don't be the first to do everything. It's good to want to show off, but you have to do it at the right time, otherwise it will backfire."

Lin Hui nodded modestly: "What the leader criticized is that I have never shot in this situation before. The lighting environment is indeed a bit bad, which is not conducive to shooting. I will know in the future."

Luo Quan was very surprised.

Although he didn't have much contact with Lin Hui.

But he could see that this kid had never been modest.

Arrogance and arrogance are simply his motto.

Now that he can be so humble and sincere, it seems that he really realizes the seriousness of the problem and is really scared.

He smiled slightly, and he was really teachable: "It's good that you know to be afraid. You are also new to commanding troops and have little experience. If it was your former captain Zhou who led the team, he would definitely not be so reckless."

"This time, let's take it as a lesson and try our best. There is nothing we can do if we don't fight well."

"Yes!" Lin Hui saluted: "Thank you for the leader's advice, we will definitely try our best."

"Okay, get ready to start."

Luo Hong shouted to the distance.

The gunman loaded the magazine and handed the gun to the soldier: "Fire ready!"

The next second, all the soldiers immediately raised their guns and entered the ready state.

Luo Quan shouted: "Prepare for prone shooting!"

More than a dozen people instantly prostrated themselves, and the muzzles of their guns stretched out.

"Start shooting!"

Bang bang bang...

The gunshots all rang out instantly.

Bullets were fired one after another, with almost no pause in between.

The instructors around looked at each other and suddenly felt a little amused.

In this environment, they shoot so fast, do they really think they are sharpshooters?

I don’t know whether to praise these guys for their confidence or arrogance.

With this kind of shooting style, it’s probably difficult to hit all the bullets on the target, let alone achieve results.

Luo Quan smiled bitterly and shook his head: “These guys really have no experience, the 81-barIt's not a toy gun, how can you shoot it like this? They might fail the test this time."

The gunfire soon stopped and everyone stood up quickly.

The gun and bullet were separated and placed aside.

The instructor shouted: "Report the target!"

A panting voice soon came from Luo Quan's intercom: "Report! Target No. 1, 20 bullets all hit the ten rings; Target No. 2, 20 bullets all hit the ten rings; Target No. 3..."

The more he listened, the wider his eyes widened.

He looked at the group of people who had just shot in disbelief.

These guys, every bullet hit the target, and all 20 bullets hit the ten rings!

How is this possible?

The instructors around all gathered around in shock.

In this environment, at this sight range, shooting so fast, how can you achieve such a result?

In their impression, except for the reconnaissance troops and the top students in the sharpshooter training camp, ordinary troops simply cannot achieve such good results.

Good shooting skills are fed with bullets.

Ordinary troops want to train sharpshooters, but they don't have the conditions. Even if they have the conditions, they can't train so many!

How much funding does this require, and how many boxes of ammunition will it cost?

"Quick, bring the targets over! "

Luo Quan yelled, and the target reporter ran over quickly with several targets.

When they saw the targets, everyone gasped.

I saw that a round hole was punched in the middle of each target at the ten-ring position.

From this side of the hole, you can clearly see the opposite side.

Luo Quan turned his finger inside in a circle, and his eyes were about to pop out.

It's really fucking hell!

It's okay if one or two people are good at shooting, but so many people are all sharpshooters?

Lin Hui looked at the target and sighed helplessly: "What the leader just criticized is that under this environment, we really can't shoot well."

"This result is too unsuccessful."

Luo Quan blew his beard and glared, and his tone was much higher: "This is called not shooting well? Young man, don't be too arrogant, don't be too arrogant!"

Lin Hui was confused: "Leader, I'm not arrogant, what I said is true. ”

“Usually when we shoot, I always ask them to shoot three bullets together as much as possible, and at worst two bullets should be shot next to each other. Look at them, their shots are uneven, which is far from what I expected!”

“Look, this circle is not standard, some are goose eggs, some are eggs, and there is a hexagon, which looks crooked.”

He raised a target and shouted at the group of people: “Who shot this crooked hexagon, get out?”

Zhang Wei raised his hand weakly: “I, I shot it.”

Lin Hui glared at him and cursed: “What kind of shots are you shooting? Wu Laoer, our neighbor, has a cerebral thrombosis and can shoot better than you!”

“You are not serious about the competition, and you are not as good as usual! Come back and see how I will deal with you, you shameless thing!”

“Yes! "Zhang Wei wanted to cry but had no tears. If the sand hadn't squinted his eyes when he was shooting, this wouldn't have happened.

The scene was dead silent. The instructors all opened their mouths and slammed their jaws on the ground.

Luo Quan looked at him stupidly and couldn't speak.

Lin Hui rubbed his hands and smiled modestly: "Leader, we made a mistake this time. If the light wasn't too dim, we would have performed well."

"Next time, I will definitely not be the first to stand out. When the time comes, I will definitely perform well. "

Everyone felt a sweetness in their throats and vomited blood.

Luo Quan wanted to dig a hole and bury himself.

Is this considered a poor performance?

Can you leave some room for other groups?

It is already difficult to hit the ten-ring with all 20 bullets, and you actually want two or three bullets to get infinitely close, and also shoot a standard circle at the ten-ring position.

No matter which one, it is the ultimate micro-manipulation at the surgical level.

You know, there is recoil when shooting, and every time your hand shakes, the position of the next shot will change.

The fact that these guys can do this shows that their shooting skills, as well as their control of body muscles and attention, have reached a heinous level of perversion!

Looking at Lin Hui's harmless smile, Luo Quan's eyelids twitched wildly: When it comes to pretending to be cool, you are second, and no one dares to be first!