When Yu Yang saw the hostage target, his hand had already pulled the trigger. His instinctive reaction was too fast, faster than his brain's thoughts, and the mission failed again.
Continue to return to the starting point, continue shooting three fixed targets, and then enter the wilderness. Yu Yang has not passed through the wilderness for three days. The furthest one is about to come to the end, but in the end he fails.
Three consecutive days of failure did not make Yu Yang lose confidence. Every time he failed, Yu Yang felt his progress. From the beginning, he could only go 50 to 100 meters, but now he is close to the finish line. Yu Yang's feelings about
I am very satisfied with my progress.
On the fourth day, Yu Yang finally crossed the wilderness and came to another training ground. Compared to the wilderness training ground, this training ground was much smaller. You could see the end at a glance. It was about two hundred meters in length without any cover.
You can see everything at a glance, but at the farthest location, neat rows of human-shaped targets stand at the far end of the training ground.
Soap appeared in front of Yu Yang again. Yu Yang felt that Soap was very powerful. He almost made no sound when walking. He would always appear around Yu Yang at the first time, no matter if Yu Yang made a mistake or successfully passed the level.
, Soap, who was holding his phone and playing games just now, stood in front of you seriously after a while.
Similar to before, there were several weapons placed on several tables, but this time the weapons looked much bulkier. Various types of light machine guns, both seen and unseen by Yu Yang, were neatly placed on the tables.
Next to it was a long list of ammunition chains of various calibers, and next to each machine gun there were at least a hundred rounds of ammunition, or more.
Soap walked to the table, casually picked up an M249 machine gun, picked up a 100-round bullet chain and loaded it, loaded the bullet, lay down directly on the ground, and started shooting at the target in the distance.
Soap's burst firing was very regular. It was not the common way soldiers used machine guns to suppress fire, but burst firing. The rhythm of the shooting was well controlled. Yu Yang pricked up his ears and listened carefully. Three bullets were fired at the same frequency.
It's like a brisk waltz.
"Da da da, da da da,..." The rhythm of the sound was very strong. Yu Yang picked up a telescope on the table and observed the target that Soap was shooting at. The target that Soap was shooting at was a fixed target two hundred meters away.
Most of the targets that were neatly arranged in a row two hundred meters away have now fallen down. Three bullets knocked down one target, like harvesting wheat. The targets fell quickly one after another like wheat waiting to be harvested.
After going down and firing the last hundred rounds of bullets, Su Yao snatched the telescope from Yu Yang's hand and began to observe his shooting results.
"Well, I'm barely qualified, and the requirements for you can't be too high. Have you seen the thirty-three fixed targets on the opposite side? Within one minute, one hundred rounds of bullets can knock them all down. Come on, I think
You can get the job done!"
After Soap finished speaking, he stretched lazily, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and continued to play mobile games. He didn't know what game could attract his interest so much.
Yu Yang watched Soap slowly leaving, and really wanted to curse. One hundred bullets, thirty-three fixed targets, one minute, an average of two seconds, three bullets per target, this is not too demanding.
?This means that even if the machine gunners in their regiment are called in, they may not be able to complete this task.
However, Yu Yang complained, but he still picked up a bullet chain, loaded the bullets, and prepared to shoot. The weapon was equipped with a four-fold scope. There were not many problems in observing the 200-meter target. Yu Yang did not immediately
Pull the trigger, but keep a silent time in your mind. Turn the muzzle every two seconds and aim at the next target. Look for the pattern first.
About ten minutes later, after Yu Yang had a rough idea, he turned the muzzle of the gun, pointed it at the first shooting target on the left, and pulled the trigger. The crisp sound of the machine gun rang out. After Yu Yang pulled the trigger, he immediately released his finger and fired the gun.
The sound also stopped suddenly. It seemed that about five bullets had been fired just now, maybe more.
With his brows furrowed, Yu Yang continued to quickly turn the muzzle of his gun and aim it at his next target. When Yu Yang hit thirteen targets, the sound of empty firing came from the weapon, and the bullets had been fired by Yu Yang.
All empty.
The most difficult part of this mission is not the target 200 meters away. After this period of training, although Yu Yang has never used a machine gun, he is still confident in controlling a machine gun to hit a target 200 meters away. Difficulties are difficult.
Knocking down thirty-three targets within a one-minute time limit. What's even more difficult is that there are only one hundred bullets, and only three bullets can be used for each target.
The rate of fire of machine guns is very fast. The rate of fire of the MG249 light machine gun in Yu Yang's hand can reach 1,000 rounds (theoretical rate of fire). If you pull the trigger and don't pay attention, you can fire sixteen or one hundred rounds in one second.
Bullets will be empty in seven or eight seconds, so how to control the shooting rhythm is the key to Yu Yang's success.
Just now, he only hit thirteen targets, but Yu Yang shot all the bullets empty. He was still a long way from the thirty-three targets.
Yu Yang reloaded the weapon and prepared to continue the challenge, but Soap, who had been playing the game just now, suddenly stood up: "If I were you, I would not challenge this impossible task now, but
Go practice and learn how to control the shooting rhythm!"
While talking, Soap used his left hand to circle around his head and made a thinking action: "Feel the frequency of shooting. When will you be able to hit every time you shoot?"
When you have two or three bullets, try again. If you are lucky, you may be able to complete it." After saying this, he made a helpless expression.
After hearing this, Yu Yang nodded, held the machine gun in his hand, and began to practice burst shooting at a distant target. Rather than practicing burst shooting, it was better to feel the rhythm of pulling the trigger. With three rounds of bullets, he was almost pulling the trigger.
He was about to let go of his hand in an instant. Yu Yang didn't aim at the target at all, he just fired aimlessly.
After firing a hundred bullets, Yu Yang pulled the trigger and released the trigger. After repeating this process for more than ten times, the bullet was empty again. There was still a big gap between the thirty-three rounds.
Yu Yang frowned. He had already released the trigger as quickly as he could. The first few times, he finished shooting after two or three rounds. However, the intervals between the next few times were a bit long, and more than ten shots were fired at once.
It fired bullets, so it only took a dozen times to empty the bullets.
