Once, water was lying in the sunshine of Sumanda Island with wide eyes and his eyes were still moving.

All the instructors of the eight guard teams who were eliminated in the first round were punished by Captain Shanying without exception.

This is normal for soldiers who have been in the Independent Regiment for a long time. If they lose, they will be punished. There is nothing wrong with it.

However, the other seven guys were either armed around the island and crossing around the island, but he was the only one who deserved a damn gun training? God, what an illusory thing is this?

He was the only one on the hill behind the special forces base of the former Pirates' Nest. Under the hot sun, there was no shade or shrub. If it weren't for the camouflage uniform made of leaves and vines on her body, the soldier would have thought that he would be roasted into jerky meat by the sunshine on Sumanda Island, and he would have almost no need to sprinkle salt and only used it to edible for a few days in the sea breeze.

Moreover, he could not lie down and get sunny. He had to hold the Mosinggana sniper rifle that had been completely assigned to him and aimed at the sea. As the waves continued to rise and fall, a white floating object five hundred meters away occasionally reflected into his scope.

What's worse is that his hands must be stable like never before, and the shell on the gun head requires him to do so.

The floating object is a fruit on Sumanda Island, which is about the same size as a coconut, and has a hard shell and moisture. However, this fruit has a characteristic. As long as it is hit violently, it will explode and spray out the seeds, smells and unpleasant juices in the fruit. The indigenous people on Sumanda Island call it bomb fruit. Twenty years ago, when they resisted the invasion of pirates, they even used this fruit as weapons and obtained certain battle results. Because they poured the venom of poisonous snakes and spiders into the fruit through certain means, the fruit exploded and sprayed out five or six meters of poisonous juice, which poisoned several pirates.

Of course, the residents of Sumanda who already have firearms will not use this anymore, but the Shanying, who accidentally learned of this strange fruit, used this thing to use it as a target.

And it is not hanging on a tall tree for everyone to fight, but throwing it into the undulating sea. For shooting, killing the target and living the target are completely different concepts. A person who hits a 100-meter-station target-energy gun and ten rings may not hit the target with a constant moving position under the action of the waves thirty meters.

The fruit is injected with fuel made of the unique red rock of Sumanda Island. As long as you can hit it with one shot, the fruit will explode and explode.

But the fruits are only the size of a human head. Under the influence of the waves, they sometimes sink into the water and sometimes reveal themselves to the surface. In such a short moment, it is even more difficult to hit the hit than to hit the person who is running non-stop at the same distance.

The last record of the furthest hit in the special team's shooting training was created by once water, with a shooting distance of up to 420 meters.

But this time, the shooting distance was increased to 500 meters, which was almost an impossible task. Shui had been lying here for two days. Except for being able to rest for seven hours at night, it was when the night of Sumanda Island came, and the rest of the time, he was lying here and aiming again.

Once Shui believed that even if he asked Mo Xiaomao, the first sniper of the Independent Group, he should not be able to guarantee a shot.

Especially when there was a bullet shell on the gun head. Yes, the training he was punished this time was not shooting training, but a relatively illusory gun-sensing training that the regiment leader once said. It was definitely what he said, "fog" and fooling people!

It is already dusk now, and this is also the 32nd hour that once lies here and aims at the target that 500 meters away, which is constantly rising and falling in the scope but the size of a silver coin. The water has calculated its rules countless times. When the waves surge, the fruits are exposed to the water at the most. Even the blowing sea breeze has calculated the wind direction and air volume, and even the humidity of the barrel. According to what Mo Xiaomao and the regiment leader once said, combined with his increasingly rich shooting experience in the past six months, the water has corrected its muzzle again and again.

However, the soldier still did not shoot, because he did not gain any sense of guns.

He knew very well that if the trigger was pulled, the shooting would be the same as before, just to calculate various rules and then shoot. Even if it was hit, it would only raise the record forward by eighty meters.

It was said that he secretly complained that the gun feeling that Captain Lang was a bit illusory, but once Shui firmly believed that the feeling that the commander and commander said must exist. Because Mo Xiaomao, the sniper instructor of the Special Forces Brigade, admitted that he had reached that state, but he just didn't know how to describe it in words. It was just a feeling that could not be described in specific language.

Just like a martial arts master suddenly improves his skills, his martial arts are flying, but he basically doesn't know how he flies. If he can tell everything, he may be everywhere. The same is true for shooting. It's useless to just listen to experience, and you have to understand many things by yourself.

The former soldier was just listening to the matter. He was a newcomer and was very excited to join the special forces brigade, but he never thought that he could become a trump card like a sniper. But he didn't expect that he really had the talent for shooting, and he surpassed his companions in just half a year, which made the former soldier invisibly add a little bit of ambition. He also wanted to become a trump card, a real ace.

The leader of the regiment once said that in the duel between ace snipers, people who do not have a sense of gun will undoubtedly die, because when both of them can see each other from the scope, no one has time to calculate and aim, which is to instinctively pull the trigger.

One shot is a life and death.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! In the Battle of the Ancient City, the Black Hawk Army's accurate shooting skills left a deep impression on the officers and soldiers of the Independent Regiment, but in terms of elite shooters, the Independent Regiment's Special Forces Brigade took advantage of it. That's because the 8th Division of the Black Hawk Army did not have its own super sniper. However, for the Black Hawk Empire who are good at learning, after encountering such a failure, they will definitely learn and make progress.

The footsteps of a total war are getting closer and closer. The Blackhawk Empire, which is far superior to the kingdom in terms of military strength, will definitely cultivate its own snipers in this period of not short time. The independent regiment will sooner or later encounter the Blackhawk Empire Army, which is stronger than the Battle of the Ancient City.

Not to mention the national justice, but just for the companions around you, for yourself and to live until after the war, married the Comet girl and gave birth to a lot of babies, Water once wanted to gain this super powerful ability.

So he was willing to be punished and lay down in the sun for two days. Through the scope, he aimed at the occasionally rising and falling targets in the waves through the shells erected on the muzzle, but did not fire a shot. Even if he could already confirm that a shot hit.

Just to get a sense of guns that no one can explain clearly.

He didn't know that in the jungle 200 meters away from him, Shanying and Lu Shandong were watching him silently with telescopes.

"This kid is amazing. He resisted the high temperature of 37 or 8 degrees for two days without firing a shot. Shanying, you win, I, Lao Lu, lost." Putting down the telescope in his hand, Lu Shandong shook his head and said with emotion.

"Brother Lu, you said this a bit early. It's not dark yet! What if this kid can't stand it and exploded the target with one shot?" Shanying's face was different, and he shook his head slightly. "However, this guy's progress in the past six months is really great, and it is another surprise we have obtained here. If Team Yu and the regiment commander knew that we had developed a sniper who chased Mo Xiaomao, they would definitely be very happy, perhaps even happier than seeing the gold."

"Haha, of course, on the battlefield, if you knew that there was such a sniper protecting him from a distance, you would be more courageous to kill the Black Hawk Empire. This kid has sniped more than forty pirate gunmen in the past six months!" Lu Shandong laughed.

"Forty-two people, the farthest record, sniping two gunmen hiding in the fortifications 500 meters away, otherwise the young hair that was pinned through the triangular foot would undoubtedly die." Shanying replied very seriously.

"Are you a terrible man, I can't compare to him after playing guns for five or six years. How about it? We are good men from the north!" Shandong, a Shandong native of Shandong, is obviously proud of himself as a fellow northerner.

"The leader of the regiment is from Qiu Tongzhou. The first sniper of the Independent Regiment, Mo Xiaomao, is from the south. The Yu Brigade is from two states. Hehe, and Chen Daren is from Chirongzhou. Do you say that, right?" Shan Ying's always calm face appeared with teasing.

"Oh, yes, I didn't say this before. As long as I kill the Black Hawk Empire, there will be heroes all over the country." Lu Shandong waved his hand in a hurry, quickly picked up the telescope and looked over there, and shouted in a low voice: "Look, that boy is about to move."

Yes, after a full 32 hours of lying down and aiming, although the suction pipe at the mouth can replenish enough water, the scorching sun still makes the water dizzy. If possible, he would rather lie in the ice and snow at minus 20 degrees below Qinglong Mountain. How cool it is! What a feeling of nostalgia.

In addition, he had tried his best to keep the muzzle stable for a long time, and he had almost exhausted all his strength. His hands had already begun to shake, and the shell standing on the muzzle could not stand.

More importantly, waves of terrible dizziness are hitting the water before.

Shui once knew that if he didn't shoot, he might not have the chance to shoot at the target again.

He can no longer hold on.

Just when I was about to fall into darkness, the water once passed through the shell on the muzzle, as if I saw the constantly rolling fruit floating in the waves, magnifying infinitely...

His fingers buckled and a gunshot was heard.
Chapter completed!