On the school field, Feiyan's words reached everyone's ears, and some people's eyes suddenly lit up.

yes!

Now is the era of hot weapons. No matter how strong one's personal force is, it cannot be of much use in a war. If you can't beat it, you can compare with your marksmanship!

At this moment, everyone's attention shifted from Bai Xiaorou to another skinny monkey-like man.

Red swan!

When it comes to marksmanship, Red Hu is definitely the Eagle Eye in the team!

From pistols to snipers, the opponent can use them very smoothly.

The current record for the longest shooting range of a sniper rifle in the world is 2,475 meters, and Chihuahua once broke this record in a training, 2,568 meters!

It's just that this is an internal top secret and no one can spread it outside.

Zhou Yang also realized what these people were planning and looked at the thin man.

Hong Weijiang, codenamed Red Hu by Long Ya, is twenty-eight years old, has great internal energy, is good at Wing Chun, and also has the rank of captain.

There is a thick layer of calluses at the base of the thumb and index finger of both hands, which are the traces left by years of practicing shooting.

This is the message Zhou Yang got through observation!

"Okay, captain, I'm here to teach you how to shoot!" Seeing everyone looking at him, Chihu couldn't let his morale weaken and jumped out immediately.

"Gun? I don't know how." Zhou Yang shook his head helplessly, and out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of Bai Xiaorou, who was secretly pleased with herself. He knew that the other party did this on purpose. How could Bai Xiaorou not know that he didn't know how to use a gun?

Hearing Zhou Yang's words, everyone laughed. If you don't even know how to use a gun, you can't be a captain. You can't lead everyone to fight hand-to-hand in the hail of bullets on the battlefield.

"However, I can learn now. The rules remain the same. Whoever loses will contribute three months' salary." Zhou Yang's next words shocked the Longya team members.

Studying now?

Is this new captain here to make a joke?

Everyone had a look of disbelief.

You think that being able to shoot means that your marksmanship is good. Even if you are a warrior and can control the recoil of shooting, familiarity with the shooting environment cannot be learned in one or two times.

Range, ballistic trajectory, wind speed, temperature, reflection, etc. are all uncertain factors.

Even the top shooting masters in the world cannot guarantee that they can reach their highest level every time they shoot.

"How about it, to compete or not to compete?" While everyone was stunned, Zhou Yang gently interrupted everyone's thoughts.

"Then why are you so embarrassed? If you lose, you don't have to give me the money. You can just offset Hu Zi's three months." After coming back to his senses, Chi Hu grinned, his white teeth shining in the sun.

"We'll talk about it after you win." Zhou Yang shrugged and said without comment.

"Okay, take it, this gun is called a G28 pistol." Chihu first took a pistol from his teammates and handed it to Zhou Yang. Then he took out the one he carried and began to instill firearms knowledge into Zhou Yang.

"A pistol is composed of a barrel, a magazine, a bullet, an upper gun shell, a trigger, a spring, a motorized steel, a handle, an ejection port, and the gun's iron body." Chihu said while disassembling and assembling the gun in his hand.

Quickly, without caring whether Zhou Yang could keep up with the speed of his explanation.

In the technical hall of the base, Chang Qingfeng looked at the speed of the operation of the red swan and nodded with satisfaction. In fact, for people in peacetime, it is difficult to understand what the importance of disassembling and assembling a pistol is.

Only those who have actually been on the battlefield or performed military tasks know that firearms are the second life of a soldier. Under special circumstances, once a firearm jams or is damaged, it can only be disassembled and reinstalled.

One more second you save will give you more hope of survival!

On the school field.

Zhou Yang, who was using it for the first time, was indeed not as fast as Chi Hu, or even much slower. He only fumbled through half of it until Chi Hu's pistol had been assembled.

However, he had already memorized Chi Hu's operation method and explanation just now.

"Shooting pays attention to three points and one line, that is, the eyes, the gap, the front sight, and there are also five basic points: pointing, preload, steady buckle, timing, and unconscious firing..." In terms of explanation, Chihu did not cut corners and was truthful.

Inform Zhou Yang according to standard knowledge.

At the same time, the most standard shooting posture is also unfolded.

"Bang!" Red Hu fired a bullet, which hit the bullseye fifty meters away, ten rings!

Listening to the whistles and cheers from his teammates, Chihu smiled knowingly, "Have you learned it? Captain?"

At this time Zhou Yang had just assembled the gun.

"Well, I'm almost done. Can I try a few rounds of bullets first?" Zhou Yang looked at the pistol in his hand with great interest and asked.

"No problem, I'll let you try a magazine." Chi Hu was not worried at all that Zhou Yang could master the shooting essentials in such a short period of time.

Not to mention a few rounds of bullets, even if you give them a few more days, it will be fine. None of those shooting masters can achieve accuracy without practicing for ten years.

Zhou Yang stopped talking and took the same posture as he had just seen Chihu. However, the unfamiliar way of holding the gun still attracted a burst of ridicule.

"Bang!" As soon as the shot was fired, it hit the target fifty meters away with six rings.

Ah, not bad. The first shot was able to hit the sixth ring. Everyone was a little surprised, but thinking about the opponent's strength, and with the recoil fully under control, there is nothing wrong with hitting the sixth ring.

Moreover, the range of the G28 pistol is fifty meters, which means that bullets are fired in a straight line within a range of fifty meters.

Then, Zhou Yang once again aimed at the target 60 meters away and fired again, "Bang!" Three rings!

Sixty meters is different from fifty meters. At the later ten-meter distance, the trajectory must have declined, but Zhou Yang still hit three rings. It seems that his learning ability is still quite strong.

Then, Zhou Yang aimed at the seventy-meter target. "Bang!" There were only two rings!

Finally, Zhou Yang aimed at the target 80 meters away, which was also the farthest target in pistol shooting training. "Bang!" The bullet hit the edge of the target crookedly, barely missing the target.

The Longya team members stopped laughing at this moment. For those who touched a gun for the first time, this result was already very good. Many of them missed the target when they first shot from 80 meters.

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But even so, Zhou Yang is definitely not Chi Hu's opponent, this is what everyone thinks.

"Okay, let's get started." After four bullets were fired, Zhou Yang exhaled.

"Okay, you decide, how many meters to hit?" Chihu asked easily. From the current point of view, it will be easy to win against the new captain.

"Just hit the 80-meter one! Three bullets will determine the outcome!" Zhou Yang replied without hesitation.

"Huh?" Not only Chihu was present, but others also thought that they had heard wrongly or that Zhou Yang had expressed it incorrectly. Eighty meters?

Could it be that he knew he couldn't win fifty meters, so he just wanted to bet his luck with Chi Hu?

In the field, Chi Hu suddenly smiled. If the other party really thought so, he would be disappointed. His name was not just called Chi Hu.

Hu not only means swan, but also is a polyphonic character. It is pronounced as gu and is interpreted as an arrow target in ancient Chinese.

Why is it called Red Hu? It’s because he can always hit the red bullseye in the middle when shooting.

"Eighty or eighty, you or me first?" Chi Hu showed a happy smile. The more difficult the shot seemed to others, the easier it was for him to win.

"You go first, guests can do as they please, haha." Zhou Yang shrugged again.

"Okay." Chihu stopped talking nonsense, took a deep breath, and took a step forward to be parallel to Zhou Yang.

After three seconds, raise your hand, aim, and shoot, all in one go.

"Bang!" The first bullet was fired, and a scorched hole appeared on the target eighty meters away, nine rings!

"Wow!" There was a burst of admiration from the team. The pistol hit nine rings at 80 meters. I am afraid that only Red Hu in the whole team can do it!

However, Chi Hu didn't seem to be satisfied with this result. He closed his eyes slightly, adjusted his breathing, and raised his hand to shoot again.

"Bang!" The second bullet was fired, hitting the red heart, ten rings!

Before anyone could sigh, Chi Hu pulled the trigger one after another, "Bang!" came out again, still just like his code name, Chi Hu! Ten Rings!

Three rounds in a row, nine rings, ten rings, ten rings!

Twenty-nine rings in total!

At this time, in the technical hall of the base, Zhong Zhenxing and the three people who were watching the video couldn't help but clapped their hands. Achieving such a result does not just rely on theory, but is absolutely inseparable from daily hard practice.

Even Chang Qingfeng, who is an expert at playing with firearms, thinks that Chihu's work is very beautiful, but even if he had left it alone, it would be nothing more than that!

On the school field.

Chihu blew the smoke from the muzzle of the gun, then inserted the gun into the gun clip on his thigh with a graceful gesture. The scene looked very much like the Western cowboys seen on TV, "Captain, it's your turn.

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"We should definitely win now, hehe."

"Hey, if we win for sure, what else is there to see?"

"You're not talking nonsense. Next, I want to see how our new captain loses!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Chihu's performance gave everyone great confidence. They joked and laughed with each other, and finally managed to win back a victory in terms of marksmanship.

In the field, facing everyone's enthusiastic "ridicule", Zhou Yang imitated Chi Hu and took a deep breath first, and a sentence explained by the other party before flashed in his mind.

Intentional preload, unintentional firing!

Zhou Yang held his breath, almost at the moment when his heartbeat reached the slowest, he quickly raised his head, aimed at three points and one line, raised the muzzle of the gun, and fired!

"Bang!" The bullet cut through a beautiful arc this time and hit the center of the 80-meter gun target with a "beep" sound. It was exactly ten rings!
To be continued...