Li Zheng's words were undoubtedly extremely shocking to Zhang Jian.
Miao Lian also said the same thing to him.
But when it came out of Li Zheng's mouth, it had a different taste.
My morning self, my afternoon self...
This philosophical truth made Zhang Jian seem to see the dawn of a breakthrough in the chaos.
People are like this sometimes. They haven't made any progress in their studies for ten years. Only when someone's true words hit their hearts can they be sublimated.
Zhang Jian felt as if his soul had suddenly left his body. He jumped out of the game and looked on coldly like a bystander, taking a good look at himself from a rational and objective perspective.
Just like this assessment of restricted shooting subjects.
If you always focus your eyes and attention on the ballistic table and experience that Li Zheng gave you, it is the same as in the past when you always stared at Li Zheng and forgot about yourself.
Only when you don't dwell on the past, don't dwell on others, and return to yourself can you be your true self.
"I see……"
At that moment, Zhang Jian realized.
"The shooter is in position!"
The on-site commander next to the firing line issued the order to get into position.
Zhang Jian and other team members walked to the target position together.
"Limited shooting, 8 rounds loaded, start!"
Zhang Jian pulled out the live ammunition magazine from his tactical vest and loaded it on his sniper rifle.
The first shooting bayonet is 60 degrees and the distance is 300 meters.
This difficulty level is relatively low.
After Zhang Jian took aim, he did not recall the experience and skills in Li Zheng's notebook as before. He only needed to remember the correction values of the ballistic table.
As for experience and skills, they are for reference and practice.
Everyone's shooting habits are different. You can learn from each other's strengths, but you can't copy them all.
The deviation values accumulated in his mind during the many live-fire exercises in the morning suddenly emerged in his mind. He subconsciously moved the crosshair in the scope and corrected the trajectory.
If it were left in the morning, after the correction, he would rack his brains to compare the records in Li Zheng's notebook with the ballistic table and his own correction situation, and then shoot after making sure everything was perfect.
But this time, he didn't do that.
He firmly believes that his correction value is correct.
So, Zhang Jian gently pressed down his index finger and pulled the trigger.
Bang——
Following the sound of a gunshot, there was a crisp sound of metal collision not far away.
"bingo!"
Next, he replaced the second shooting bayonet according to the rules.
This is the smaller of the two round bayonet ports.
The round bayonet is the least difficult of all bayonet mounts.
After all, it can basically accommodate the gun body and scope, and there is no need to adjust your body posture sideways to accommodate.
The only difficulty is that the circular bayonet is neither up nor down from the ground.
It means that the posture of the shooter is a test.
This time, he did not take a half-kneeling position, but directly took a sitting position.
This was an experience he had figured out by himself before.
Restricting shooting does not restrict shooting postures.
As long as you can use the prescribed bayonet to shoot and hit the target, it doesn't matter what posture you use.
Bang——
The second shot came off quickly.
The shot still hit accurately.
Zhang Jian could even see the saucer-shaped target in the scope shaking violently after being hit.
Two hits, two hits!
Zhang Jian's confidence suddenly soared.
It seems that I have really realized it!
He suppressed the ecstasy in his heart.
Now as long as you fire the third shot and hit it accurately, it is equivalent to temporarily getting a death-free gold medal.
The most unfavorable result is the second round of rematches, and you won't be eliminated at the bottom.
For the third shot, the position became the bar-shaped bayonet at the bottom of the restriction plate.
This bayonet is very difficult.
It's actually a 90-degree bayonet.
The bar bayonet is horizontal, which means that to use it to shoot, the gun body must be turned horizontally 90 degrees to shoot. In this way, the person has to lie on his side to do it.
The difficulty in shooting postures is still a trivial matter. After all, no one in the special forces knows how to shoot in more than a dozen shooting postures, and it is not considered a beginner.
But the problem is that once the gun body is tilted 90 degrees, the correction mode will also change differently.
Normal aiming is to correct up, down, left and right.
After being horizontal, the original up and down corrections not only take into account distance, but also the wind, and the original left and right corrections will become up and down corrections, completely reversed.
Therefore, the ballistic table for restricted shooting is more complicated than the ballistic table for normal shooting.
Although he was very tired last night, Zhang Jian still endured his fatigue and hid in the tent with a flashlight and secretly looked at the ballistic table given to him by Li Zheng, memorizing those values.
The first three shots were all hits, which surprised everyone else present.
After all, Zhang Jian's previous grades in restricted sniper subjects have always been at the bottom, almost the worst.
Unexpectedly, in the afternoon, I suddenly felt as if I had eaten yellow eggs.
Xiao Jun asked Li Zheng curiously: "What did you say to him just now? Why did you suddenly feel enlightened?"
Li Zheng smiled bitterly and said, "I just asked him not to think too much and to concentrate on being himself."
Xiao Jun said: "I don't believe it."
Li Zheng smiled: "If you don't believe me, go and open his head and have a look, right?"
As a result, Xiao Jun also laughed: "It seems that this platoon leader can pass the test."
But both seemed optimistic too early.
After the third shot, Zhang Jian's next four rounds all missed the target, and none of them hit the target.
This made Li Zheng look stupid, and also made everyone present look stupid.
what's the situation?
In fact, even Zhang Jian couldn't figure out what was going on.
The previous three shots were like a feeling, pulling the trigger and hitting the target.
These four shots are just like a ghost.
No matter how hard you aim, you can't get it right.
The bullet is like a naughty child. After being discharged, it becomes disobedient and disappears.
One miss, every miss.
Sometimes sniping is so evil.
Once a gun is lost, without good psychological quality, all subsequent shots will be inaccurate under pressure.
Xiao Jun sighed and said: "It seems that my conclusion is too early. Whether 001 can stay will probably depend on the second round."
Xiao Jun's judgment is not unreasonable.
Because the last shot is the most difficult.
The bayonet of the last shot is a 90-degree horizontal port, which is slightly larger than the previous third shot, but the distance is the farthest among the eight shots - 1000 meters!
This means that you need to adopt a recumbent position and use a 10-meter-high shooting hole to focus on a circular target 1,000 meters away.
Although this target is larger than the previous ones, 30x30cm, it is just a small dot at a distance of 1000 meters.
Even with normal sniping, he can be considered an excellent sniper, let alone restricted sniping.
Li Zheng himself was not aware of the increase in difficulty in setting up assessment subjects. Xiao Jun added it temporarily.
After all, these team members are not official Jiaolong players yet. It is understandable that the official Jiaolong players use 8 rounds at a distance of 300-1000. However, with such a high difficulty in selecting players, Li Zheng had to suspect that Xiao Jun was deliberately chasing people away.
There are too many people.
At this moment, Zhang Jian was under a lot of pressure.
He knew what he was facing.
If the shot fails to hit the target, then he will enter the second round of the rematch.
No one can guarantee whether they can pass in the rematch.
It can be seen that this is an extremely critical shot.
He released his hand from the grip of the sniper rifle and rubbed it on his camouflage uniform, wiping away the wet sweat.
The gunshots all around came and went, then gradually subsided.
The other team members all got up to check their guns after the shooting.
Zhang Jian lay down in front of the limit plate, adjusted his posture several times, took aim several times, and finally chose to give up when he squeezed the trigger.