Teacher Qian said angrily: "I know you, Li Zheng, are the first place in the International Sniper Competition, but you have been out of the army for more than half a year. You just came back and don't need to warm up?"
Li Zheng was stunned again: "Warming up?"
Then it suddenly dawned on me: "Oh! By the way, I haven't calibrated my gun yet!"
Teacher Qian was furious: "I said that the people from the other teams participating in the competition have been practicing in full swing. They have been practicing every day since the date of the competition was announced. I saw that the top shooters from the first team and the third team were shooting every day.
Over at the shooting range, bullets are being produced endlessly. I said, Li Zheng, don’t capsize in the gutter. Many of the people participating in the competition this time are senior students from the special forces."
"This..." Li Zheng scratched his nose, looking a little embarrassed.
It's not that I don't want to practice shooting, but it only takes one day to practice shooting, just one day to warm up and calibrate the gun.
Teacher Qian doesn't know many things about Li Zheng. If he knew the day Li Zheng was trapped in a cave by the water with Delta team member Bai Aote in Africa and the night he escaped, he would know why Li Zheng is not that big at all.
Care about warming up.
Nothing can penetrate deeper into one's bones than what is learned through life-and-death combat.
Qian Jun couldn't understand this.
Li Zheng's sniper ability was not acquired through ordinary subject practice. It was obtained by pushing out one's potential and maximizing one's abilities at the critical moment of life and death.
As long as the gun is in hand and the target is in front of him, Li Zheng can become a chilling sniper king in the next moment.
What's more, there is another very important reason.
That's what Qian Jun said. Many students from the special operations department of our school were recommended by the special forces in various theaters.
This will cost my life.
Before he was discharged from the army, Theater G hosted a sniper training camp, which was of an army-wide nature. Because of Li Zheng's special experience and abilities, he was sent there as an instructor for a month.
So many snipers from the special forces know him, not to mention that he was in the military newspaper in the International Sniper Competition back then. The soldiers who served in the army are just about to be promoted now, so they may know him.
.
These days, Li Zheng has been wandering around the one-third-acre land of the special training team. He has not wandered around, and has not even been to the shooting range. No one recognized him.
If you go to the shooting range and pick up a gun and shoot it, you will probably attract a group of people to watch it soon.
"What? Do you still have something to hide?" Qian Jun asked.
Li Zheng could only say: "Go, I must go. Let's do this. In the morning, the teacher will apply for a competition gun and I will go to the shooting range to calibrate it for use in competitions."
Qian Jun was relieved when he heard that he went to the shooting range.
Although he didn't have high hopes for the special training team to receive high honors in college activities, Li Zheng's appearance made him see thoughts that he had not had before.
According to Li Zheng's resume, as long as he is not a fool, he can be in the top three in any competition, and the sniper subject is definitely the first.
After all, it is better to have a first place than to have nothing at all.
"Okay, as long as you go, I will help you apply for the gun. You can get it at any time. There are enough bullets."
"Thank you, teacher."
Li Zheng smiled at Qian Jun while thanking him. Qian Jun felt that Li Zheng's smile was a bit incomprehensible, as if the smile was squeezed out unwillingly.
What is this guy hiding?
he thinks.
That morning, Li Zhengqi did not need to participate in the team training that day. He went to the gun store to pick up a gun and went directly to the shooting range to practice shooting.
Li Zheng, who came down from the gun magazine with a gun, was surrounded by Liu Feifan and others with envy. Everyone wanted to keep silent about this legendary first domestically produced high-precision sniper.
Li Zheng had no choice but to open the gun in the corridor to let them see it. A group of people looked excited and went to take pictures with their mobile phones.
Look at Li Zheng...
After all, he has used better sniper rifles, which are also made in China. The 26w is somewhat outdated for elite special forces. The snipers of the Menghu Brigade Special Reconnaissance Battalion use the latest high-precision snipers, and the caliber is more than 7.62.
A caliber.
After everyone had finished enjoying themselves, Li Zheng walked towards the shooting range carrying the huge box.
When he was approaching the shooting range, Li Zheng took out a mask from his pocket and put it on...
"Why are you wearing a mask?"
Qian Jun had already set up his sight glass and was waiting at the shooting range. When he saw Li Zheng coming over wearing a mask, he felt very confused.
"you caught a cold?"
Li Zheng shook his head and quickly looked around the shooting range.
At this time, the target positions everywhere were full of people, and all the brigade, squadron and district teams had already sent people to occupy the target positions early.
Qian Jun stopped asking, looked at his watch and said, "Time is running out, you're late, you see the shooting range is full. Let me tell you, every year when our school competes in martial arts, the training ground here is full.
There are too many monks and too little food, which is more difficult to occupy than a place in the library."
After that, he pulled Li Zheng towards the shooting ground and said as he walked: "Fortunately, I told Lao Wang from the first team and asked him to leave a place for me. Let's go to his side..."
When they arrived at the shooting line, Qian Jun said to Li Zheng, "Wait for me."
After saying that, he went straight to Teacher Wang from the first team.
"Lao Wang, Lao Wang, have you saved my seat for me?"
"Yes, I'm staying, but let me tell you, old money, are the members of your special training team also participating in the competition this year?"
"Yes, I just signed up for one subject." Qian Jun said, "Sniper."
Teacher Wang looked at Li Zheng, who was wearing a mask and carrying a gun not far away, and said with a smile: "I heard that this year's special training team has a master? Tell me, which special force is it?"
Qian Jun said: "I'll scare you to death if I tell you!"
Instructor Wang laughed loudly after hearing this. The squadron he was in was in the special operations command department. He learned diving, climbing, underwater combat, airborne and other special operations unit command projects, so most of the students were from the special forces. Qian Jun said
There was a master from their special training team, so he asked no more questions, but Qian Jun opened his mouth and said "scaring to death", which made him a little dissatisfied.
"Tell me, why are you so scary?"
Qian Jun said: "The best sniper in the entire army, he has achieved two first-class meritorious service, and he is so soft-handed in winning awards."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Teacher Wang was stunned for a moment, then laughed again.
"Hahahahaha! When did you learn to brag, old money? Hahahahaha!"
In his opinion, the special training team are all technical officers, professionally speaking, they are definitely the elite among the elite.
But what about being the best sniper in the entire army, what about two first-class meritorious service, being soft-handed in winning awards...
He, Old Wang, didn't believe it.
How can such a person leave the army? At least he is an old non-commissioned officer.
If Qian Jun's words weren't so bluffing, maybe Lao Wang would actually inquire about it and take it seriously.
As a result, Qian Jun made such a big deal that he lost interest and thought he was bragging.
"Okay, okay, then go to the target position with your sniper king and let me see your style!"
Qian Jun smiled and said: "Sure, give me a target position so you can see what I'm doing."
Teacher Wang gave up the target position, and Qian Jun went to call Li Zheng.
Li Zheng came over, opened the weapon box, took out the gun inside, and began to set up the tripod.
This gun had been carefully inspected when it was picked up from the gun warehouse. Although it is not a new gun, it has been well maintained. After all, it is expensive, so it is maintained like a treasure.
The shooting range here has an automatic target shooting device and special support personnel. If you want a target at a certain distance and type, just tell the support personnel what target position and what type of target you want, and they will soon do it.
The security personnel asked Qian Jun: "Teacher Qian, what distance and target do you want?"
Qian Jun asked Li Zheng: "What distance and target do you want?"
Li was lying on the ground adjusting his shooting posture and replied without raising his head: "One hundred meters, chest ring target."
"..."
"..."
"..."
The people around were collectively speechless.
But the security personnel still complied.
Li Zheng didn't speak or raise his head, focusing on aiming at the target.
Bang——
One shot.
After shooting, put your eyes on the target scope and take a look.
Then another shot.
Bang——
Then I adjusted the hand wheel.
Bang——
There is a shot.
Adjust again.
After finishing one magazine, replace it with another.
Keep playing like this.
After firing ten bullets, stand up and put away the gun.
Qian Jun looked confused and asked: "Is it done?"
Li Zheng nodded: "It's done."
Qian Jun: "That's it?"
Li Zheng still nodded, looking very serious: "That's it, this gun is good, very good."
After that, he put the gun away, closed the box, and warned: "Teacher Qian, don't let anyone else touch this gun."
After saying that, Qian Jun walked away with his gun on his back, leaving a mess on the ground.
After a long time, Teacher Wang finally held back his laughter and said, "Did you just come here to practice shooting?"
Qian Jun said: "Well, it seems so..."
"Master! Master, master!"
Teacher Wang gave a thumbs up vigorously and returned to his students.
A special forces sniper trainee lying on the ground raised his head and asked Instructor Wang: "Are there people from the special training team here too today?"
In fact, not only him, many people are curious.
Teacher Wang said: "Well, here comes a sniper."
"Sniper?"
"Yes, I fired ten shots at the 100-meter chest ring target, and then took the gun away." Teacher Wang said, "I guess he came here for gun training and didn't plan to practice at all."
The sniper turned back and looked in the far direction of Li Zheng. After looking for a while, he suddenly murmured: "This man... looks familiar..."
Teacher Wang looked back at the direction Li Zhengyuan was going, and then said to the student: "Come on, she's not a pretty girl. She looks familiar to everyone! Practice your guns!"
The student was scolded by Teacher Wang and lay back in his seat angrily. He still felt that he had seen the retreating figure somewhere before. As a sniper, he still has certain specialties in memorizing targets, even though he was far away
, but it still overlaps with the impression of a certain model lake in my mind...
"It looks familiar..."
He was talking to himself, but couldn't remember where he had seen it.