In the scope, the crosshair rose and fell like catkins fluttering gently in the wind.
Hou Jun's hands were a little sweaty, and the hand holding the handle of the gun felt a little slippery. His fingers were ready to press the trigger of fate at any time.
Hou Jun was already familiar with this pattern. When the crosshair began to move downward and approached the bullseye, his finger was pressed on the trigger.
As long as you buckle it and the sniper bullet is ejected, the dream you have been chasing for nine years will become a reality!
Suddenly, a small accident occurred...
Maybe he was too excited, maybe his stomach had been brewing for a long time, maybe his sphincter was a little relaxed at that moment.
Anyway, Hou Jun's buttocks farted loudly the moment he pulled the trigger.
This fart is not earth-shattering, but it is enough to raise eyebrows.
Next to him, Zhang Ao frowned subconsciously.
Bah——
Gunshots were fired.
The whole place was silent.
The mini-disc target in the distance did not fall down, but was still there. The round target looked like a funny smiling face, looking at the sniper Hou Jun hundreds of meters away, demonstrating to him.
The recruits in the second battalion outside the field, including Li Zheng, didn't know what happened.
They don't understand the rules either.
I just saw that Wu Yi's face suddenly turned pale, just like the dead people who had been frozen in the freezer for several days in the morgue.
Fatty Wei immediately saw the clues, bumped Li Zheng on the side with his elbow and said, "Hey, hey, I think something is wrong."
Although Li Zheng guessed that something was wrong, he did not speak.
Because every time after the old squad leader Hou Jun fired a gun, Wu Yi would brag to the new recruits as excitedly as if he were getting blood.
But this time it was different. Wu Yi remained silent and his face looked like a dead person.
"shut up."
Li Zheng reminded Fatty Wei.
"You've caused enough trouble."
Ma Teng from behind interrupted: "Fat man, what did you say about the situation?"
Fatty Wei couldn't stop eating shit, so he endured it, but finally couldn't hold it back anymore and said to Ma Teng: "I think, 80% of the time, I missed the target."
Ma Teng said: "Can you see the target?"
Fatty Wei pursed his lips in Wu Yi's direction mysteriously and whispered: "The target is right on our squad leader's face."
Bah——
Just as he was talking, the second shot rang out.
After the first shot missed the target, Hou Jun made up for the second shot.
Then, Li Zheng saw Hou Jun standing up in the distance, his back full of loneliness.
He suddenly realized that this veteran must be in great pain at this moment.
Even though he was far away, he could feel it.
When Hou Jun came off the field, Liang Hu and Xie Dong came forward to greet him.
The two of them were embarrassed and didn't know what to say.
Finally, it was Xie Dong who spoke first: "Maybe there is still a chance."
But before he finished speaking, the soldiers from the special forces team over there started cheering, and one by one they stood up and danced so high.
It seems that they knew the results, and Zhong Rui's team obviously caught up from behind.
There was no emotion at all on Hou Jun's face, but precisely because he couldn't see any emotion, Xie Dong was even more worried.
Hou Jun is a veteran who has everything written on his face. He has a long service life, so he doesn't like to hide. Everyone in the company, battalion, and regiment, whether officers or soldiers, respect him enough. No matter how harsh his words are, others still think he is right.
"I'm going back."
After Hou Jun finished speaking, he left the shooting range without looking back.
The gunfire on the field continued, but Hou Jun knew that his drama had come to an end.
Three days later, the final results of the training team came out, and Hou Jun and Zhang Ao's team lost without any suspense.
Hou Jun returned to the new barracks and became his acting platoon leader.
For several days, he lay on the bed in the single room next to the small private room, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Three days later, Hou Jun moved the bed out of the small private room and placed it in the large row room as if nothing was wrong.
Wu Yi cautiously asked Hou Jun: "Platoon commander, you can just sleep inside. There is an emergency gathering outside and it's noisy."
Hou Jun rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Noisy people are popular. If there is no sound, it's a morgue!"
When Wu saw this, he quickly shut up and didn't dare to talk any more.
But he was secretly happy, it seemed that this matter was over.
Seeing Hou Jun's angry and cursing tone, he knew that the old squad leader he was familiar with was back.
Hou Jun blamed his failure on the loud fart he let out at the wrong time.
"That damn fart!"
When Xie Dong came to him and Zhang Ao to do some ideological work to comfort the losers, Hou Jun sat on the edge of the flower bed, staring at the ground with his teeth grinning, picked up a piece of grass in front of him, tore it into two pieces, and then
He threw it on the ground hard and cursed in an unclean manner.
That day at the shooting range, at the critical moment when Hou Jun pulled the trigger, the fart ruined everything.
He made a gesture of pulling the trigger, and said: "I had a good aim, but this damn thing just happened..."
Speaking of this, Hou Jun's face turned green.
"...the crosshair flew away in a flash!"
The wire is only 5MM, so hitting it is indeed a delicate job.
Even if the pulse jumps, the crosshair will shake, let alone a fart that soars into the sky?
Although in terms of time, the team of Hou Jun and Zhang Ao took the shortest time, they lost one round in accuracy and were eliminated in the end, becoming the losers.
The person Hou Jun felt most sorry for was Zhang Ao.
It's unlucky to be partnered with me.
I was about to turn around and say sorry to Zhang Ao, but I didn't expect that Zhang Ao beside me was not sad at all. At this moment, he was covering his mouth and rolling his eyes.
"Zhang Ao, you idiot, why are you laughing! Why are you laughing even though you were defeated? You heartless idiot!"
When he cursed, company commander Xie Dong laughed.
If Hou Jun curses, that means it's normal.
However, Hou Jun felt that this matter was indeed a bit embarrassing.
No one would believe it.
A third-term young noncommissioned officer, a well-known sniper in the military, he had a smooth journey, but in the end his boat capsized and he fell on his butt.
Xie Dong only laughed for less than three seconds before closing his mouth.
It was inappropriate to laugh at this time, especially since he was a company commander.
He wanted to comfort Hou Jun, but he didn't know where to start.
He knew Hou Jun's dream. For ten years, from the day he joined the army, he had always dreamed of having a chance at an international military competition.
I never imagined that I would have a bad fate and miss opportunities time and time again.
This time he had the best hope, and success was almost within reach, but the duck he got suddenly flew away. Apart from being unlucky, he really didn't know from which angle to evaluate this matter, which would give Hou Jun some relief.
So, he changed the subject: "Actually, don't be discouraged, maybe there is still a chance."
Hou Jun raised his neck and looked at the ground as if he was stunned, and said in a dazed manner: "I will be discharged from the army in three years. The Golden Eagle International Sniper Competition is biennial. I will be discharged before the start of the next one. What's more?
This year it’s our G Military Region who will go, but it won’t be our turn next time.”
Xie Dong said: "That's not necessarily the case. I heard that the military reform is about to begin. We may have to make major changes. Our division is expected to be split into brigades, and some regiments will be reorganized to establish a new special operations brigade. If
It’s our group... Think about it, the special forces have more opportunities to compete than a motorized infantry group like ours, maybe you can still catch up."
"Change to special warfare?" Hou Jun's eyes flashed with excitement, and then he pretended not to care and said: "Really or not?"
Xie Dong nodded: "It's been rumored, but nothing has happened. The top priority now is to bring in new soldiers. Let me tell you, there are two very good soldiers among the soldiers you brought back this time. One is named Zhang Jian and the other is named Li
just……"
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A reader left a message in the comment area, saying that when Hou Jun failed, he must have taught Li Zheng, and then Li Zheng realized his dream. The plot was very cliché and the book should be abandoned.
What I want to say is, come on, come on, what am I going to write before I write about you? You are better than me. I give you the keyboard and you write.
I just want to say one thing, the fun of online writing is that you can never guess the plot in the future. If you guessed it, why don’t I change it?