"Look, you are really stupid." Old Yu put down the telescope and said to Qin Fei with a smile: "We guessed right."
Qin Fei still wrung his hands and stared expressionlessly at Zhao Lei in the distance.
He was silently counting the time in his mind.
Because this is a looming target, Zhao Xin only has 2 seconds to choose.
far away.
Zhao Xin was dumbfounded.
His trigger was not pulled immediately.
Because what is caught in his ACGO red dot sight is not a paper target or an iron target, but a live little black pig, with a circle drawn on the little black pig's head with a paint pen.
This means that the little black pig must be hit on the head to pass.
The little black pig weighing more than ten or twenty kilograms struggled and screamed with all its strength, but it was all in vain. It was fixed to the metal target pole with wires and rowed in vain.
limbs.
Zhao Xin hesitated when he saw the cute little black pig.
However, the soldier's execution habits finally made him choose to shoot.
Bang——
At close range, the 7.62-caliber AK-103 bullet directly shattered the little black pig's skull. White brain matter and blood spattered away, covering Zhao Xin's head and face less than two meters away.
The blood was still hot, and there was a fishy smell on it.
Zhao Xin was stunned again.
For a moment, his mind seemed to be blank and he didn't know what to do.
However, after all, he is a professional soldier who has received strict training. In the short flash of lightning, he has already restrained his mind and suddenly turned the muzzle of the gun to the new target at the 1 o'clock position.
However, there is nothing in the ACGO scope.
The target is gone.
Two seconds passed.
Zhao Xin lost the chance to shoot.
…
When he returned to Qin Fei's side again, Zhao Xin seemed a little frustrated. His previous confidence and vigor seemed to have been weakened a lot.
"I missed the target this time," said the old fish.
Zhao Xin nodded, suddenly raised his head and said: "I didn't expect it to be so close, and it was still a live pig..."
"Live pigs make you hesitate?" Qin Fei said coldly: "Zhao Xin, you must first understand that you will go to a real battlefield in the future, rather than practicing like in China. In a cruel war, you
You are facing a live enemy with a gun, maybe a woman, or even a teenage child. This is not a WAR GAME. If you lose, you can rush in if you quit. If you lose here, you will lose your life. Do you understand?"
Zhao Xin murmured: "I was just not mentally prepared..."
Qin Fei reached out to unload his magazine, took away his extra magazine, fired 10 rounds of 7.62MM caliber bullets and put them back into one of the magazines.
Then all the Glock 17 pistol bullets were removed, leaving only one magazine containing 5 bullets.
"Okay, you can try again." Qin Fei pointed to the starting point of the shooting range and said: "There will be 15 targets that will bounce up later. You only have 15 rounds of bullets. You only have one chance to shoot at each target. As long as
Missing a target is equivalent to losing your life in actual combat."
After speaking, he patted him on the shoulder and said: "Go!"
Zhao Xin gritted his teeth and returned to the starting point.
15 bullets, 15 targets.
He thought to himself that his marksmanship wasn't too bad. If he was more careful, he should still be able to do it.
With the old fish giving the order, it was announced that it had begun.
Zhao Xin rushed out once.
The sound of gunshots kept coming up behind various obstacles, and the targets fell one by one.
Lao Yu looked at Zhao Xin's performance and said to Qin Fei: "It's not bad, I didn't miss the gun."
"I arranged a little episode for him." Qin Fei said.
Lao Yu's eyes lit up: "Oh? You seem to have to destroy all his self-confidence and self-esteem today."
Qin Fei sighed and shook his head slightly: "I would rather embarrass him here than see him lose his life on the battlefield."
"Well, not bad." Lao Yu said, "Qin Fei, you are becoming more and more leadership-like."
"You're so young, Old Fish." Qin Fei said, "Didn't I learn many things from you?"
"Okay, don't be modest. The waves from behind in the Yangtze River push the waves in front, and the waves in front die on the beach." The old fish suddenly became emotional: "I am old and I have to recognize my age."
far away.
Zhao Xin hit the last target and reached the edge of the tactical shooting range.
He planned to accept the gun for inspection, and he had completed all 15 targets, hitting every shot without missing a beat.
After secretly heaving a sigh of relief, Zhao Xin once again felt that he was okay, and that feeling of elation returned to him.
Suddenly, a chest ring target bounced up from the ditch in front of him again, about ten meters away.
"Fuck me!"
He was a little confused.
What's going on?
Didn’t we agree on 15 bullets and 15 targets? Did I count it wrong? Impossible!
He opened the chamber of the AK-103 and the bullet was empty.
I touched the Glock 17 above my thigh and it was empty.
Now Zhao Xin's body is completely out of bullets.
He could only turn around and walk back. As he walked, he spread his hands towards Qin Fei, indicating that he could not understand what was going on at all.
"You still have a target that you haven't knocked down, which means you still have an enemy that you haven't killed." Qin Fei said, "You're back like this?"
"Brother Qin, didn't you agree on 15 targets?" Zhao Xin said with a confused look on his face: "I have hit 15 targets, all with one shot, and no shots were missed at all!"
"Really? Who told you there are only 15 targets?" Qin Fei asked.
"This..." Zhao Xin looked at Qin Fei in disbelief. Less than three minutes ago, Qin Fei clearly told him the requirements and rules himself, but why did he suddenly change his mind?
"That's what you said, Brother Qin."
He turned to Lao Yu for help, "Old Yu, did you say that? You heard it too, right?"
Then he turned to Kunchai next to him: "You should have heard it too." 0
Kunchai nodded: "Yes, I heard it."
"That's right! I told you everything and I heard you right." Zhao Xin felt that he had been completely wronged.
Qin Fei looked at Zhao Xin's face and said word by word: "In actual combat, intelligence is never precise and accurate. If you plan to go to the battlefield, intelligence can only be used as a reference. You never know when an accident will happen." Suddenly, the intelligence may tell you that there is a squad of troops in front of you. In fact, when you attack, there may be a platoon waiting for you. So remember a practical principle - intelligence can only be used for reference and cannot be trusted absolutely. !The moment you think you are safest may be the moment you are most unlucky."
Zhao Xin was stunned.
After a while, he said unconvinced: "But I have no bullets. I can't complete 16 targets!"
"It really can't be completed?" Qin Fei asked.
"..." Zhao Xin was speechless. He really couldn't figure out how to shoot. These targets would only bounce one at a time. If they were crowded together, it would be impossible to kill two with one shot.
"Let's see how I shoot." Qin Fei took Zhao Xin's gun and pistol, loaded 15 rounds of ammunition, and walked to the shooting starting point.
The old fish shouted to start, and Qin flew out like an arrow.
Zhao Xin looked at Qin Fei with a surprised look on his face. He kept wondering in his mind, how could this person shoot down 16 targets at completely different positions with 15 rounds of bullets?