Li Haiou didn't count a single number, and the surprise on the faces of the people next to him increased.
By the time he counted to 8, his score had already surpassed that of Li Haiou himself.
"Ahem——"
He couldn't help but cough, as if he couldn't bear to choke on his own saliva.
His face had already turned livid, and he couldn't be more serious.
"9……"
"10..."
At the end of the count, he was stunned like a clay statue. After a while, he came back to his senses and reported to Wang Xinjun: "Commander, it's really 10 shots out of 10..."
Wang Xinjun was also shocked.
As the leader of a division, I have never seen anything like this. After leading troops for so many years, I have never seen anything like this.
But why have you never seen Zhuang Yan like this?
I have seen powerful people before, but I have never seen such powerful people. I have heard of powerful people, but I have never heard of such powerful people.
He took the target paper and clicked it again carefully.
When I was counting this time, several people around me came over and stared at the target paper as if they were scrutinizing the votes, fearing that the teacher would accidentally click the wrong one.
At this time, Hou Jun quietly came up behind the division commander, stood up on tiptoes, stretched his neck, and looked over the division commander's shoulder to the target paper.
Just one glance, and his face turned blue.
No need to count.
Those who have been working hard at the shooting range all year round can roughly tell at a glance that they are inseparable.
What disappoints him is not just the number of shots on target, but the points of impact.
Two of the bullets overlapped with other bullets, but even so, it means that 8 bullets directly hit different circles.
This is not a fool's errand, this is definitely the impact point caused by intentional shooting.
He also looked at the target paper of his regiment leader Li Haiou just now and fired seven shots. However, three of the seven shots were fired directly outside the circle, and two were shot within a circle. Only three shots in total hit different circles.
However, judging from the breakdown of the impact points, the regiment leader was definitely in the dark.
There are no words to describe Hou Jun's inner shock. Without saying a word, he walked directly to Zhuang Yan and whispered: "Chief of Staff Zhuang, can you say a few words?"
Zhuang Yan was not interested in looking at his target paper.
That's the feeling.
If he thinks he has won, he has won.
This gun feeling cannot lie, it is rooted in the brain, bones and blood, so there is no mistake.
"you say."
He turned his head and looked at the first sniper of the E Division in front of him.
Hou Jun was a little excited and stuttered: "I think... I want to ask Chief of Staff Zhuang... I know this is very abrupt, but I really want to ask you to give us some shooting lessons, not only for my soldiers."
, I also want to learn. If possible, I would be willing to become a teacher. As long as you are willing to teach me, I know that you are a busy person, so I am afraid of delaying your work..."
He was a little incoherent and talked a lot.
Fortunately, Zhuang Yan understood.
"I want to see if the time can be arranged. I have a lot of work to do in your division recently, but I will come over to teach you. I will inform you of the time in advance." Zhuang Yan said very easily: "Actually, you are a good prospect.
Pity."
What he said was a pity actually meant that Hou Jun didn't even get a chance to compete abroad.
He could also see that Hou Jun actually still had room for improvement.
The reason why his level is set at the current level is not due to Hou Jun's own hard work and talent, but because he really does not have a good teacher.
Whether it is the Tiger Regiment or the E Division, although it is the best unit in the eyes of his own soldiers, it is actually just a motorized division. It is really Category A. It has long been mechanized or digitalized. The equipment and organization of the trump card will always be
It's the best, and that won't fool anyone.
Division E, not to mention in Military Region G, even in Army Group A, is only a second-rate unit.
The truth is so cruel.
If Hou Jun was a soldier who served in the "Red Arrows" in his own year, or participated in the headquarters training, he would have met King Han and legendary figures such as Lao Baimao. His sniper level would definitely be more than what he is now.
high.
Since I met him by chance, I would give him a hand. This is something Zhuang Yan is willing to do.
Didn't I also meet a good monitor and instructor back then, who pulled me back from the edge of being a deserter and became a senior colonel today?
"Are you serious?" Hou Jun did not expect to get the solemn consent so smoothly. This is a senior colonel. If he takes one step forward, he will be a general. He is just a sergeant.
My favorable impression of solemnity has increased sharply.
On the contrary, Zhuang Yan was a little surprised after hearing Hou Jun's words, and asked: "Do you think I am a person who is not trustworthy?"
Hou Jun quickly shook his head out of his shadow: "No, no, no, that's not what I meant. I just can't believe that Chief of Staff Zhuang is willing to guide us..."
After all, it is a solemn and unique skill.
Who can achieve this level without going through untold hardships and building it with blood and sweat?
I just asked lightly, and they actually agreed to teach me.
Instead of pie falling from the sky, gold pie falls from the sky!
Hou Jun didn't have time to say anything else, because division commander Wang Xinjun and others came over.
"Incredible, incredible..."
Wang Xinjun said two incredible words in total to express his inner shock.
"I'm curious, Chief of Staff Zhuang, how did you do it?"
He couldn't help but turn around and look 400 meters away.
"Don't tell me you can see the circles on the target?"
Zhuang Yan said frankly: "No, I can't see it."
Wang Xinjun said: "Tell me, how did you do it?"
Zhuang Yan thought for a while, raised his hand, stretched out his index finger, and made a trigger-pulling motion: "Practice more and find the feeling. Of course, you also need a little talent."
It seems very profound.
It seemed like he said something.
But it seemed like he didn't say anything.
Wang Xinjun and Shi Song were silent for a moment. Finally, Wang Xinjun left first.
"I think that's it for today. Our E Division has lost, completely."
He turned to Li Haiou.
"Seagull, did you see it? Don't be so crazy in the future, there is a bright future!"
After that, he turned around and left with the driver.
Shi Song stood there for a while, not knowing what to say. In the end, he didn't say anything. He just gave a thumbs up to Zhuang Yan and left.
Finally, there is Li Haiou.
He is the hardest to step down.
He was the one who started this game, and he is the one who is being crushed now.
After he saw the target paper, he also thought about how to catch up, but he gave up after thinking about it for less than thirty seconds.
People who can achieve this level of performance can't achieve it by hard work and skillful practice, it's talent.
Talent can be surpassed by hard work and practice, but if a gifted person is also a life-threatening master, how can he surpass it?
"I lost."
Li Haiou was very magnanimous and was convinced this time.
"You are the most powerful special operations officer I have ever seen."
After saying that, he left.
Li Zheng came over with solemn clothes and handed them over carefully.
Now, in his place, solemnity has become an idol-like existence.