Chapter 23 Wood: You actually doubt my shooting skills!
A beautiful girl with a tall figure and perfect development expresses that she wants to watch you fuck her. If it were you, what would you choose to do?
Wood silently inserted the dark cannonball into the barrel and began to adjust the angle of the cannon.
Forget about other aspects, how can I bear it when a girl questions my shooting skills?
"I won't argue with you on other aspects, but you may not know that when it comes to cannonballing, I'm famous as the king of cannons in our place!
The artillery shells I fired are not only powerful and have a long range, but they can also be accurately guided."
Seeing Wood operating with confidence, Gion also looked surprised, guessing that Wood might be really professional?
"boom------!"
As the barrel fired sparks again, the black cannonball took a parabolic shape and finally hit the ground. While it exploded with light and heat, it also left a small pit on the ground.
"Phew! Is this the skill of the artillery king? I think the level is quite average."
The small flag on the mound was still swaying tenaciously in the wind, as if mocking the two of them. When he saw the location where the shell exploded, Gion, who was looking serious at the side, burst into laughter without warning.
Wood had played so well before that she thought he was a real master.
As a result, after the shot was fired, the distance from the marked location also missed her grandma's house. Even compared to her previous results, it was not much better at all.
"Why are you laughing? Although my shot failed to hit the marked point, the difference was only a distance of more than thirty meters.
My first shot's score is already better than your score after practicing more than 20 times. Isn't this good enough?"
The girl's skill in having sex attracted ridicule from the girl, because she was as thick-skinned as Wood, and at this moment, the old man couldn't stand it anymore.
Without words, Wood silently loaded the shell again, and then prepared to fire a few more rounds while it was still hot.
It has nothing to do with test scores, but with his own dignity as a man. Wood believes that it is necessary to prove that his sex skills are definitely not in vain!
However, just when Wood was about to continue, he was stopped by Gion on the side. It wasn't that Gion didn't want Wood to prove himself, but that their ammunition was indeed not enough.
It is true that the only valid scores for the test are three guns, but unlike the rifle shooting test, the artillery test has the term "calibrated artillery".
That is, before each shot, each group has two opportunities to shoot for "calibration", and then the best of the three shots is taken as the score.
The effective score for the test is only three cannonballs, but the number of cannonballs needed at that time will be as many as nine.
Of course, if you are confident enough, you don't need to calibrate the artillery fire. You can just fire three artillery fires in a row as your score.
But Gion believed that with her and Wood's skills, if the bombardment was not calibrated, it would definitely be ineffective.
For each group of forty shells, Gion shot thirty rounds by himself, and Wood shot one, so now they have just the minimum nine shells left...
"I protest! This is unfair! Why did you fire thirty rounds before, but I only fired one now and you are not allowed to play!" Wood argued with reason.
"So, didn't you say that the test requires at least nine cannonballs? If your level is so bad, any more practice will be a waste of cannonballs." Gion retorted righteously.
"You still have the nerve to say that I'm a bad person... Most of the cannonballs were wasted by you, right?
Look at this pitted ground, are you planning to plant trees for greening?"
Regarding the pairing of Wood and Gion, the instructor has actually been following what he observed from the beginning.
At the beginning, the two of them loaded and fired in a tacit understanding. Both in terms of speed and overall coordination, they were much more perfect than other combinations. Even the instructor once thought that the two might be a good combination.
However, when he saw the follow-up situation of the two men, the colonel instructor was speechless again. Whether it was Gion or Wood, the artillery skills of the two men were really terrible.
With a range of two hundred meters, the deviation of their two artillery shots was actually able to reach more than twenty meters. You must know that other combinations, even for the first shot, the results were only at this standard.
Especially in Gion, the level of artillery fire was outrageous. I calibrated the distance thirty times, and in the end, I was able to achieve a distance of more than thirty meters.
However, she is still complacent about this and thinks that she has great potential. If she wants to train her into a professional artillery team, the entire navy headquarters may not have enough artillery shells for her to practice!
After a period of practice, the test started as usual.
In the assessment of the artillery test, in addition to accuracy, the speed of reloading and the tacit understanding between the combinations will also be counted into the score.
"Can you do it? We only have six shells left, and there is only one chance to calibrate the bombardment each time.
If you're not sure, just switch to me, I think I should have found the feeling just now."
That's right, Wood and the others ultimately failed to retain the minimum nine rounds. Instead, under Wood's strong protest, they fired three more rounds.
And during the assessment, after some hesitation, Gion decided to let Wood be the cannon shooter and she would be responsible for loading the bombs.
"It doesn't matter if you come, I don't care about the assessment results anyway.
But are you sure you are sure? No matter how bad my level is, I should be much better than someone else, right?"
After hearing what Wood said, Gion also showed a look of displeasure, but she was unable to refute what Wood said.
People always have to work hard, otherwise they will not know what true despair is. This sentence is the most appropriate to describe the level of bombardment in Gion.
"Ulu, Yak, after nine shellings, the best results were that the two shots were ten meters apart from the target point, one shot successfully hit, the reloading speed was average, the tacit cooperation was average, the effective results were average, and the overall score was average.
The next group of recruits, Wood and Gion, came forward for the artillery assessment."
The assessment of the combination in front of Wood and the others ended, and it was Wood and Gion's turn. The instructor who had been paying attention to the two of them before knew what happened to them, so he did not worry about their six-round cannonball assessment, and just let them go.
They move faster.
The overall weight of the cannonball is not light. After all, it is a big lead ball. The reloading speed is directly linked to the firepower, so it is counted as a scoring item.
Although Gion is a woman, her physique is obviously much stronger than that of the average navy, so in terms of reloading speed, they received the highest ranking.
As for tacit cooperation, to their surprise, they also received an upper-middle level rating.
As for the final bombardment results, the bombardment was carried out a total of six times. Taking the best three results, only one was ten meters away from the marked point, and the remaining two were about twenty meters away from the bombardment point, earning a low-to-medium rating.
The final overall evaluation of the two was mid-to-low. Although their reloading speed and tacit understanding were impeccable, their hit rate score was the highest in the overall evaluation.