Of course, the military camp of the Dongning Military Region was not in the city. More than a dozen military vehicles drove by, and the people in front were singing loudly along the way. Only the two vehicles of the 9th Squadron following behind seemed unusually calm.
The sound of the motor of the car on the way out was the only silence left. Although it is a mountainous area in a county under the jurisdiction of Dongning City, there are asphalt roads all the way, so it only took 40 minutes to get there. When driving into the mountainous area, you can see clearly
In the distance is the gathering place of soldiers' dormitories. Those three-story buildings built in the 1970s are neatly arranged in the east-west direction. The spans of the rooms are relatively large. The two rows of willows are already shaded by green trees. The open space in the middle has become a natural training ground.
pasture.
Nearby is a large vegetable field, at least several hundred acres. There is also a plastic greenhouse for growing vegetables at the southern end of the vegetable field. This vegetable field is indeed quite large.
The loud sound of military bugles came from the military camp, "di-di-da, di-di-da..."
"One, two, three, four" the soldiers' drill sounds echoed through the clouds.
"As the sun sets over the western mountains, the red clouds are flying, and the soldiers return to the camp from target practice..." This loud and clear military song, which has been sung for generations, makes people look back on the past and think about it.
The sun was blazing and the heat was rolling. You could see soldiers irrigating the vegetable fields and working hard. When the military vehicles drove into the military camp, the voices in the vehicles were calm. The military camp gave the students a solemn and sacred feeling.
, the People's Liberation Army soldiers passing by in groups looked straight and heroic.
Of course, what the students care most about are the guns in the hands of these uncles from the People's Liberation Army, which is what they like. But in the military camp, even if they are very brave, they don't dare to make any mistakes. They all just look at it honestly.
But I dare not have other ideas.
Under the arrangement of the instructors, more than a dozen military vehicles drove directly to the shooting range. Someone told a cold joke that it felt a bit like being sent to the execution ground, so the people in the vehicles were all hairy.
However, when they arrived at the shooting range and saw real guns under the instructions of the instructor, they immediately became excited as if they had been shot. But when they saw the serious soldiers standing aside, they all stopped.
He became concerned until the instructor said something to the soldier on duty, and then the soldier suddenly changed his seriousness and showed a simple and honest smile with big white teeth, which shocked all the students.
First, the first-year students were shooting targets. Looking at the instructors skillfully arranging the students to enter the shooting range, you can tell that this is not the first time they have done such a thing.
Watching the first-grade students come back from target shooting one by one, with such joy, the students in Class 9 are also itchy. Even the girls are like this. They have the same attitude towards unused things, whether they are men or women.
, of course, with the exception of Nizi Zuo Yu, who listened to the bursts of gunfire with a calm expression, as if she had long been used to it.
But she would still glance at Canglong from time to time, and a scene was sketched in her mind, that is, when Canglong heard the gunfire, his legs would become weak with fright. Her old man often said that those nowadays
Literati, no matter how eloquent they are, one shot will make them pee their pants.
Obviously, Zuo Yu regarded Canglong as the kind of scholar who would urinate with one shot, but Canglong did not do what she expected. Instead, he saw Canglong who was as calm as a god, and seemed not to care about the scene at all.
, this made Zuo Yu feel angry: "I'll let you pretend. I'll see what you do when I touch the gun later."
Zuo Yu had specially said hello to the platoon leader, not to teach Cang Long how to use the gun during the competition, but to make him make a big fool of himself.
In the afternoon after autumn, the sunshine was extremely scorching. If they were not excited to shoot with guns, the students would probably have complained. After more than an hour, there was finally only one class left, and Class 9 also lined up and entered the shooting range. , the gunfire got closer and closer, and the students became more and more excited.
However, when they came to the scene, some people were a little afraid, but no matter how afraid they were, the curiosity in their hearts still defeated their fear, allowing them to move forward, with the posture of "a strong man never returns".
Several screams came from the shooting range from time to time, followed by excitement. These were the sounds made by female students. As for the male students, it was target shooting at the beginning. Countless people missed the target, and those who hit shouted excitedly: "I hit it." , I hit it!"
Then he took the gun and expressed his joy to the instructor beside him. The instructor beside him was so frightened that he immediately fell to the ground, fearing that he would be killed if the gun went off.
What's more, they aimed directly at the birds in the sky and fired two shots. The target shooter in the distance was so frightened that he shouted: "Don't shoot, don't shoot. I don't believe Brother Chun."
Target shooting with students is both dangerous and fun, especially shooting with female students. The instructors standing aside were so excited that they secreted too much male hormone and wanted to help them shoot. But the female students The students were much calmer than the boys. No matter whether they were hit or not, they still maintained their reserve.
Finally, we arrived at Class 9. The platoon leader called a group of people to come up. As the gunshots came, the instructors were a little surprised, because only half of the people in Class 9 came up, and there were three outstanding people. These three outstanding people were not the others. It was Tang Long, Yun Feiyang and Wei Dongkui. Yun Feiyang and Wei Dongkui were from good families. They had also tried guns in the shooting club and scored eighty and eighty-two rings respectively.
But Tang Long was even better than them, having scored nearly ninety rounds. The instructor asked him why he was so good at playing. Tang Long only said that he had become proficient in slingshots since he was a child, which made the instructor break out in a cold sweat.
After everyone finished shooting, the people in Class 9 were left alone. The first-year students really wanted to watch this competition, but they obviously didn't have the chance because the shooting range couldn't accommodate so many people. In order to maintain the order, so they must leave early.
"Teacher Cang, do you come first or me?" Zuo Yu walked forward. The platoon leader had already greeted the squad leader at the shooting range. The competition between the two was quite exciting, especially after hearing that one of them was a student. , one was a teacher, and when they heard that the student was the granddaughter of the commander of the military region, they became even more excited.
There were even officers from the military camp who came to cheer. As for the teacher Canglong? He had long been regarded as a laughing stock by them. How many rings can a teacher perform? There is no way he can compete with Zuo Yu, the second generation of the army, and he is in the army. Here, competitions are common.
Everyone competes with each other, and the winner is the man. I am not afraid of you competing, but I am afraid you will not compete. The commander's granddaughter is so serious and dares to challenge the teacher, but they feel that this is the right thing to do.
"You first!" Canglong's expression remained calm. Zuo Yu glanced at Canglong in surprise, then moved to the target position, but she was not in a hurry to aim. Instead, she checked the gun and calibrated the gun skillfully. It's not a sniper rifle, it's just an active Type 95 automatic rifle.
The full name of the Type 95 automatic rifle is the QBZ95 type bullpup small-caliber automatic rifle. When Hong Kong returned to China in 1997, the troops stationed in Hong Kong were the first to install it. Later, it gradually replaced the Type 81 gun family and became the standard weapon of the People's Liberation Army.
For Zuo Yu, he was very familiar with it, and the platoon leader walked to Cang Long and complained: "Why don't you take action first? If you take action first, there may be some chances, just in case..."
Canglong naturally understands the platoon leader's good intentions. In a competition between experts, the one who strikes first will definitely have an advantage, because the person who strikes first will not feel any psychological pressure. Once he achieves a perfect result, he will form a strong feeling for those who strike behind.
psychological pressure.
But Canglong didn't take it seriously. The platoon leader thought he didn't care anymore, so he didn't say anything more. At this moment, Zuo Yu started shooting, and only heard ten steady single shots of "bang" and "bang".
After shooting, Zuo Yu stood up without changing his expression, and glanced at Canglong with confidence.
Then the target announcer's voice was heard, "Ten rings, ten rings, ten rings, ten rings, ten rings, ten rings, ten rings, ten rings, ten rings, ten rings."
"Manhuan, you are really a fierce general." The officers standing on one side exclaimed, with such a score, you can definitely be considered a sharpshooter, and Zuo Yu is only eighteen years old.
Even Cang Long couldn't help but nodded. Zuo Yu did have a moment. Some of the instructors around him were impressed by Zuo Yu's marksmanship, but Zuo Yu looked at Cang Long with a provocative smile on his doll-like face: "Teacher Cang, give in now.
You still have time!"
Everyone looked at Canglong, as if waiting for his decision. With such results, when shooting, even those who have practiced professionally will be under great pressure. As long as one link is missed, they will lose, even if they all hit.
The ten rings are just a tie, not to mention that Canglong is just a teacher and not professionally trained.
But Canglong didn't care. After changing his clothes, he also came to the shooting position. Everyone was sweating for him. Unexpectedly, he still wanted to shoot. They really couldn't understand what Canglong was thinking.
But the next moment, Canglong's actions surprised all of them.
I saw Canglong pick up the gun, just looked at it for a moment without calibrating it, and then took a deep breath and closed his eyes. No one knew what he was thinking, but the moment Canglong opened his eyes, the sound of gunshots rang out.
It was also ten shots in a row, but Canglong fired not a single shot, but a short burst. The most important thing was that he used an automatic rifle and only controlled two bullets to be fired continuously.
Whether it is a burst or a burst, it is not as accurate as a single shot. Generally, when shooting, a single shot is used instead of a burst. As for the accuracy of the burst, the accuracy is even worse. The burst is extremely powerful and covers a wide area, so it is suitable for
To attack groups of enemies, the burst shot is powerful and highly accurate, making it suitable for attacking moving targets, and the accuracy of a single shot is the highest.
Zuo Yu used a single shot, one bullet fired one bullet at a time, while Cang Long used burst fire, with two bullets shot out immediately afterward. The most important thing is that Cang Long actually controlled his gun to only two bullets. The standard
Two short bursts of fire can only be accomplished by sharpshooters among professional soldiers.
At this time, everyone was in shock. When the voice of the target reporter came, they remembered that they were at a shooting range and there were target reports...