Ten minutes later, the shooting competition began. A group of four people would shoot at a fixed target 100 meters away at the same time. If they failed to hit the target by ten rings, they would be eliminated until only the last battalion was eliminated.
In the first round, a young man from the fourth camp came forward to compete with the players from the other three camps. In his first shot, he successfully hit the bullseye and entered the next cycle. Players from the other three camps also successfully shot.
Hit the bullseye and enter the next cycle, from the first to the last.
The four battalions who appear in the first round are naturally the elite of the elite. Otherwise, failure in the first round will easily affect the momentum of a team.
However, it is obviously not easy to hit the target every time. Starting from the second round, some people are gradually eliminated.
After a round, there were only five people left in the first battalion, six in the second battalion, eight in the third battalion, and eight in the fourth battalion.
In the first round, the fourth battalion and the third battalion fought evenly.
The second round began. At the end of the round, there were only two people left in the first battalion, four people in the second battalion, seven people in the third battalion, and six people in the fourth battalion.
To Mo Wen's surprise, Qin Xiaoyou was able to successfully complete the second round of shooting and became one of the only two girls left on the field.
In the third round, the gap between the battalions gradually widened. Qin Xiaoyou was eliminated because of the gap in the first round. There was only the last short-haired girl in the first battalion. As for the second battalion, the situation was not optimistic.
Two people are still on the field.
There were only three people left in the fourth battalion, but there were five people in the third battalion who persisted.
If it continues and there are no accidents, the third battalion will definitely be the one who persists to the end. After all, the third battalion also has a sharpshooter. If he doesn't make mistakes, then the third battalion will not lose.
The fourth round, the fifth round...
The girl from the first camp and the two boys from the second camp still didn't persist, and they were all eliminated. As for the fourth camp, only Mo Wen and Wang Yuan were left. However, the third camp was ridiculously strong, and there were four people who persisted.
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In the sixth round, Mo Wen was the first to step forward, holding a semi-automatic rifle in his hand. He raised his hand and fired. Without even looking at the target, he walked back and stood behind Wang Yuan.
The young men from the third battalion who were competing with him took aim and shot, and also hit the bullseye.
Now there are only two teams left on the field, the fourth battalion and the third battalion. The fourth battalion has two people and the third battalion has four people. This means that the fourth battalion takes two rounds, which is equivalent to the third battalion taking one round.
In the case of two versus four, you will naturally suffer a lot, and the probability of elimination is much greater than that of the third battalion.
In the distance, the four camps all held their breaths, watching the increasingly tense competition between the two camps, knowing that the final winner was not far away.
"Now there are only two people left in the fourth battalion, and the remaining four people in the third battalion are all of high level. I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to win."
A company instructor from the Fourth Battalion said with some solemnity, although the Fourth Battalion has now secured the second place, it is still difficult to say whether it can be the first. Especially the first place is likely to fall to someone different from the Fourth Battalion.
In the hands of the enemy's third battalion.
Instructor Zhou Zhen did not speak, but pursed his lips tightly and looked at the shooting range motionless.
boom!
With a gunshot, Mo Wen once again hit the bullseye without any doubt. For a fixed target, it was almost impossible for him to miss.
"Sir, I want to change the moving target."
At this time, Shao Jianyang ran to the referee who was standing not far away and asked the fixed target to be replaced with a moving target.
According to the regulations of the camp competition, if there is no winner in the shooting competition after twenty rounds, it can be replaced with a moving target.
Undoubtedly, the difficulty of a moving target is far greater than that of a fixed target. You can hit ten rings on a fixed target, but you may not be able to hit five rings on a moving target.
"The third battalion requested to change the moving target. Do you have any objections?"
The referee looked at Mo Wen and Wang Yuan. Although there was a rule to change the fixed target to a moving target, it would only happen after twenty rounds. Changing the moving target in advance would only be allowed if both parties in the competition agreed.
"What should I do? If the moving target is changed, I might not be able to resist for one round."
Wang Yuan looked at Mo Wen solemnly. He knew very well how much he weighed. Being able to hit ten rings on a moving target was definitely luck to him. How sure could he be about luck?
Everyone knows that once the fixed target is replaced by a moving target, the outcome will be determined quickly.
Especially since there were only two people in the fourth battalion, there were four in the third battalion. Each of them had to hit the moving bullseye twice to offset the four people in the third battalion.
What's more, not to mention twice, Wang Yuan is not sure even once.
It can be said that if he and Mo Wen both failed in the first shot, the Third Battalion would be able to eliminate them both without even sending out all their men.
"Why, you're scared!" Shao Jianyang walked over with a sneer, "If you're scared, just admit defeat and get out. It will be embarrassing to struggle to the death."
"You..." Wang Yuan was so angry that his face turned red and he was speechless for a moment.
"Okay, I promise you."
Mo Wen raised his eyebrows and pulled Wang Yuan back.
"Hey, since you want to die so much, then I will make it happen for you."
Shao Jianyang glanced at Mo Wen coldly, "I hope you don't fail to hold on for one round, then I'd be so disappointed,"
As he spoke, he walked to the shooting area of the third battalion and rubbed an old May 4th pistol with both hands.
At this time, the target fixed a hundred meters away suddenly began to shake from side to side. The speed was not very fast, but at a distance of a hundred meters, the red dot of the bullseye blurred into an arc from the line of sight. It was basically difficult to judge the accuracy of the bullseye with the naked eye.
Location.
The students from the four camps who were watching the game suddenly became excited and stared at the competition field. It is not easy to hit the bullseye with an ordinary fixed target. For many ordinary students, it is impossible to catch the moving target, let alone
If you hit the red heart, there are probably many people who will miss the target.
The students in the third and fourth battalions were excited and kept cheering for their own teams.
"Zhang Zhengzheng, you seemed to be the third runner-up in the last shooting competition in the military region. Can you stick to the conclusion on the moving target?"
Instructor Zhou Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly and asked Zhang Zheng behind him.
"It's hard to say, maybe I can't survive one round, or maybe two."
Zhang Zhangzheng smiled bitterly and said, shooting moving targets is not difficult. We usually have training, but it is definitely not easy to hit the bullseye of a moving target. Even if you can hit the bullseye by chance, it still takes a lot of luck.
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Unless you are using a sniper rifle with a long-range sight, and then estimate the distance and speed of the moving target, it is possible to ensure that you hit the target.
But in the 100-meter shooting competition, how can sniper rifles be used? They are all pistols or rifles.
In this way, the difficulty is not as high as usual.
"Then how many rounds do you think Mo Wen can last?" Zhou Zhen asked, still expressionless.
"He might last two or three rounds."
Zhang Zhangzheng was silent for a moment. Although he didn't know Mo Wen very well, he didn't know why, but he always felt that Mo Wen was not simple. Moreover, he secretly observed him shooting several times, which always made him feel inferior to Mo Wen.
"Shao Jianyang took the initiative to propose the moving target. He must be very confident about it. Moreover, his shooting movements were very professional. His movements, nerve reactions, eyes, and habitual movements all showed that he had undergone rigorous training.
Did you notice any calluses on his hands? Those areas are all calluses unique to those who often touch firearms, indicating that his origin is not simple, and he should be a talent trained by some organization."
"On the other hand, it was Mo Wen who acted casually, looked careless, and had no plan when shooting. But the result was that he hit the target every time. This kind of person is either good at covering up and trying to paralyze the enemy, or
He just has real great abilities.”
Although Chief Instructor Zhou Zhen had little contact with everyone, he could see things at a glance that others could not see. It was certainly not luck that the Chief Instructor at that time had the rank of Lieutenant Colonel at such a young age.