"Report to the commander, singing is amateur, military training is important. (Urban Romance)"
The head of the military region laughed immediately. What this boy meant was that he was stronger in other aspects. Very good, he liked such soldiers. If the soldiers didn't even have any courage and self-confidence, then there was no point in going to the battlefield to kill.
How about defending our country against the enemy?
"Will you die if you don't brag?" Lin Haiyan muttered in her heart. She was very unhappy now. She was unwilling to give up. She actually lost to a private in singing, which she was best at. Then what dignity would their art troupe have in the future?
Peng Laoliu, Gong Jian and others suddenly became nervous.
During the shooting assessment, He Zhenzhong performed abnormally, which made them subconsciously think that He Zhenzhong might be mentally unstable at the critical moment.
But now, with so many military region chiefs and so many soldiers watching, if He Zhenzhong staged the scene of the assessment, the consequences would be disastrous.
"Don't shoot guns, take other exams." Peng Laoliu looked nervous and prayed in his heart.
The soldiers of the Fourth Company of Sharpshooters all had sneer looks on their faces. They used to do this reporting performance, but now He Zhenzhong steals the limelight. It's strange that they are willing to do so.
"Very good." The head of the military region looked at He Zhenzhong and was very satisfied, "Now let me see your shooting skills."
"yes."
It's over, Peng Laoliu cried out sadly in his heart.
The soldiers of the Fourth Company of Sharpshooters are all excited about letting you stand out. Hum, they are waiting to see the joke now.
In order to report on the performance, the Iron Fist Troupe had already made various preparations. A temporary shooting range was set up in the open space on the left side of the stage in the morning.
"Private, are you confident?"
"Report to the chief, yes." He Zhenzhong said loudly.
"Very good." The head of the military region smiled and said, "Since you are so confident, I will find someone to compare with you. Xiao Zhang, come out."
"Yes." A short and thin soldier stepped out from the leader's guard.
Guard? The expressions of the Iron Fist regiment members changed immediately. The commander's guard members were all carefully selected from the entire military region. They were all top-notch and shouldered the heavy responsibility of protecting the commander. Their marksmanship was of course not to mention. Even
, many members of the Guard are simply selected from various special forces brigades.
The little Zhang mentioned by the commander is called Zhang Kui, and many people know him because he is very famous. He won the championship in the shooting subject in the last military region competition, and his marksmanship is like a god.
Looking at Zhang Kui, the sharpshooters of the Fourth Sharpshooter Company all had solemn expressions on their faces, losing their previous pride because they had no confidence that they could beat Zhang Kui.
"Report, Chief."
The military commander turned around and looked at Kang Lei, "Commander Kang, what, is there any problem?"
Looking at the chief's face, Kang Lei whispered: "Chief, he is just a recruit."
"Why, are the new recruits not soldiers anymore?" The commander glared at Kang Lei, then looked at He Zhenzhong, "Private, tell me, are you afraid?"
"Report to the commander, I am not afraid." He Zhenzhong said loudly: "Soldiers only die in battle, not from fear."
"Very good, very good." Staring at He Zhenzhong, the admiration in the military region chief's eyes became even stronger, "Get ready."
"yes."
Lin Haiyan stood behind, looked at He Zhenzhong's back, and curled her lips. This guy had such a strong tone that he dared to compete with the shooting champion of the entire military region. She wanted to see what his expression would be like if he lost later.
"Get ready lying down."
Zhang Kui picked up the gun, made a standard lying down action, adjusted the position of the muzzle, and aimed.
"Open the safety."
Click.
"shooting."
Bang bang bang bang.
There was no pause at all, and like running water, a clear gunshot sounded.
"Ten rings, ten rings, ten rings."
"Report to the chief, one hundred rings."
The head of the military region nodded with satisfaction. He knew that his guards were definitely more powerful than this. "Bring the missile targets here."
"yes."
Soon, the bullet target was brought over.
hiss.
There was a gasp of air from the scene.
They clearly saw that within the ten-ring circle, ten bullet holes were lined up in a straight line.
This is too scary. Many people are shocked. How can we win?
If the people of the Iron Fist Group still had some hope for He Zhenzhong just now, this hope has been completely shattered in the hands of Zhang Kui.
Definitely losing, this is what everyone thinks.
The military commander held the target and looked at He Zhenzhong, "Private, tell me, do you still have confidence now?"
He Zhenzhong stood straight and shouted: "Report to the chief, yes."
"Okay." The head of the military region nodded, "Get ready."
"yes."
Arrogant, many people think in their hearts.
"Lying position."
"Open the safety."
"shooting."
He Zhenzhong took a deep breath and adjusted the muzzle of the gun slightly. To be honest, he was really not worried at all. He had a primary shooting accuracy bonus, which increased his accuracy by three percentage points. Although it seemed like a small amount, for someone who was already a sharpshooter
For people, a three percentage point bonus is already terrifying.
boom.
"Ten rings."
Bang bang bang bang.
Gunshots continued to sound, but the person reporting the count did not speak. His face was full of confusion and he kept blinking.
What's going on? Many people are confused.
"Report the numbers." The head of the military region frowned slightly.
"Report, Ten Rings."
"Did I mean the total number?"
"Ten rings." The guard who reported the count was covered with sweat. Ten rings? He felt like he was dreaming. If any soldier came to beat him, it wouldn't be ten rings.
When they heard the sound, everyone's eyes widened, wondering if they heard it wrong.
"Look how arrogant you are." Lin Haiyan muttered in her heart, Shi Huan, this guy is going to be famous in the entire military region.
"Impossible." were the first reactions of Gong Jian, Lao Hei, and Peng Laoliu. Then, they began to believe it. After all, He Zhenzhong missed the target in his last shooting test.
The head of the military region did not speak. He just glanced at He Zhenzhong, then picked up the binoculars and took a look. His expression immediately changed and he said urgently: "Bring me the missile target, quickly."
"yes."
What's going on? Is there something else going on?
The bullet target was quickly brought over. The military commander walked over, leaned over, carefully looked at the bullet hole in the middle, stretched out his hand to touch it, and his face changed, showing a look of shock, "Ten bullets in a row."
What? Ten bullets in a row? All the officers following the leader were shaken, with disbelief on their faces. Ten bullets passed through one bullet hole?
As soon as the sound came out, the scene was completely silent. There was only the sound of swallowing saliva. Many people had heard of the ten-zi chain, but this was the first time I saw it. Is there really someone with such accurate marksmanship? Happy reading