Once, Shui lay motionless in the sunshine of Sumanda Island with his eyes wide open, feeling very sad and angry.
All the instructors of the eight escort 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 you lose, you will be punished. There is nothing wrong with it.
However, why is it that the other seven guys are either armed for cross-country running or swimming around the island, but he is the only one doing damn gun training? God, how illusory is this?
He was alone on the hill behind the former pirate lair and now the special team base. Under the hot sun, there was no shade or shrubs. If it weren't for the camouflage uniform made of leaves and vines that he was wearing, he would have been alone.
Xiao Bing once thought that he would be roasted into dried meat by the sunshine on Sumanda Island. There is almost no need to sprinkle salt and it can be eaten after a few days of sea breeze.
Moreover, he couldn't just lie down and bask in the sun. He had to hold the Mosingana sniper rifle that had been fully assigned to him and aim at the sea. As the waves continued to rise and fall, a white floating object appeared five hundred meters away.
It only occasionally caught his sight.
What's even worse is that his hand must be as steady as ever, and the bullet casing standing on the gun head requires him to do so.
The floating object is a kind of fruit on Sumanda Island. It is about the same size as a coconut and has a hard shell and moisture. However, this fruit has a special characteristic. As long as it is hit hard, it will burst and the seeds in the fruit will be exploded.
The aboriginal people on Sumanda Island call it bomb fruit. When they resisted the pirate invasion twenty years ago, they even used this fruit to make weapons and obtained
They achieved certain results because they used a certain method to pour the venom of poisonous snakes and spiders into the fruit. When the fruit exploded, it could spray out five to six meters of venom, which seriously injured several pirates.
Of course, the residents of Sumanda who now own firearms will not use them anymore, but the mountain eagle who accidentally learned about this strange fruit used it for another purpose, as a shooting target.
And it's not hanging on a high tree for everyone to shoot, but being thrown into the undulating sea. For shooting, killing the target and living the target are completely different concepts. A gun that can hit a stationary 100-meter target can
This is why a person with ten rings may not be able to hit a target that is constantly moving under the influence of waves thirty meters away.
The fruit is injected with red fuel made from the unique red rock of Sumanda Island. As long as it is hit with a shot, the fruit will explode in a burst of red.
However, the total fruit is no more than the size of a human head. Under the action of the waves, it sometimes half-sinks into the water and sometimes emerges from the water. And it only lasts for such a short moment. It is even more difficult to hit the fruit at the same distance.
Running people.
The most recent record for the longest hit in special team shooting training was set by Zeng Shui, with a shooting distance of up to 420 meters.
But this time, the shooting distance was increased to 500 meters, which was an almost impossible task. The water had been lying here for two days, except for seven hours of rest at night, which was when the night came on Sumanda Island.
, and the rest of the time, I just lie here and aim again.
Zeng Shui believed that even if Mo Mao Mao, the first sniper of the independent regiment, came, he would not be able to guarantee a hit with one shot.
Especially when there is a bullet casing stuck on the head of the gun. Yes, the training he was punished for this time was not shooting training, but a more ethereal gun-sense training that Tuanzuo once said, that is definitely
What he said is "foggy" and must be misleading!
It is already dusk, and this is also the 32nd hour that the water has been lying here, aiming at the target that is no more than the size of a silver ocean and is undulating in the scope five hundred meters away. The water has calculated its laws countless times, and when the sea
When the waves surge, that is when the most fruits are exposed to the water. Even the blowing sea breeze has been calculated by Zeng Shui. The wind direction and wind volume, and even the humidity of the gun barrel, are combined based on what Mo Mao Mao and Tuan Zao once said.
My shooting experience has become more and more abundant in the past six months, and I have corrected my muzzle again and again.
However, the soldier still didn't fire because he didn't have any gun sense.
He knew very well that if he pulled the trigger, the shooting would be the same as before. He would calculate various patterns and then shoot. Even if he hit the target, it would only increase the record by another eighty meters.
It was said that he was secretly complaining that the feeling of gunfire mentioned by Lang Tuan Zuo was a bit illusory, but Zeng Shui firmly believed that the feeling mentioned by Tuan Zuo's commander must exist. Because Mo Mao Mao, the sniper instructor of the Special Forces Brigade, personally admitted that he had
I have reached that state, but I just don’t know how to describe it in words. It is just a feeling, a feeling that cannot be described in specific words.
It's like a martial arts master suddenly improves his skills by leaps and bounds. His martial arts skills are flying, but he basically doesn't know how he flies. If you can tell it, I'm afraid there will be masters all over the world. The same is true for shooting. It's useless to just listen to experience. Many
You have to understand things by yourself.
The former soldier just heard about it. He was a newbie and was very excited to join the special forces, but he never thought that he could become an ace like a sniper. But he didn't expect that he actually had a talent for shooting.
, surpassed his companions in just half a year, which gave the former soldier a hint of ambition. He also wanted to become an ace, a real ace.
The regimental commander once said that in a duel between ace snipers, the person without a gun sense will definitely die, because at the moment when both can see each other through the scope, no one has time to make any calculations and calculations.
Aiming means pulling the trigger instinctively.
One shot can mean the difference between life and death.
During the Battle of the Great Wall, the precise marksmanship of the Japanese army left a deep impression on the officers and soldiers of the Independent Regiment, but in terms of elite shooters, it was the Special Forces Brigade of the Independent Regiment that took advantage. That was because the Eighth Division of the Kwantung Army did not have its own super
Sniper. However, for the Japanese who are good at learning, they will definitely learn and improve after encountering such a defeat.
The footsteps of all-out war are getting closer and closer. Japan, which far surpasses China in military strength, will use this not so short period of time to cultivate its own snipers. Sooner or later, the independent regiment will encounter something more powerful than the Battle of the Great Wall.
Strong Japanese invaders.
Not to mention any national interests, just for the sake of the companions around him to live well, for himself, in order to survive until the war, marry the girl from Comet and have a lot of babies, Shui once was extremely eager to obtain this super powerful thing.
ability.
So he was willing to be punished, and he was willing to lie in the sun for two whole days, using the scope and the bullet casing on the muzzle of the gun to aim at the occasional target in the waves, but not firing a shot. Even if he could be sure that the shot would hit.
.
Just to get the feeling of a gun that no one can explain clearly.
He didn't know that in the jungle 200 meters away from him, Shan Ying and Lu Shandong were watching him silently with binoculars.
"This kid is incredible. He actually resisted for two days in a high temperature of 37-8 degrees Celsius without firing a single shot. You win, Shanying, and I, Old Lu, lose." Putting down the telescope in his hand, Lu Shandong shook his head.
He said quite emotionally.
"Brother Lu, it's a little early for you to say this. It's not dark yet! What if this kid can't bear it and blows up the target with one shot?" Shan Ying had a different expression on his face and shook his head slightly. "But, this
This guy has made great progress in the past six months, which is another surprise for us when we come here. If Team Yu and the regimental commander know that we have trained a sniper who can go after Mo Xiaomao, they will definitely be very happy. Maybe
I'm happier than seeing all that gold."
"Haha, of course, on the battlefield, if you know that there is such a sniper protecting you from a distance, you will be more courageous to kill the little devil. This kid has probably killed more than forty pirate gunmen in the past six months.
!" Lu Shandong laughed.
"Forty-two people, the furthest recorded, sniper and kill the two gunmen hiding in the fortifications from 500 meters away. Otherwise, Yaomao, whose foot was pierced by a triangular nail, will definitely die." Shan Ying replied seriously.
"What a bastard. He's just a great guy. I've been playing with guns for five or six years and I can't compare to him. How about it? We northern gentlemen are pretty good, aren't we!" Lu Shandong, a native of Shandong, as a northerner, was obviously proud of himself at this moment.
This little fellow from the North is so honored.
"The regimental commander is from Sichuan. The first sniper of the independent regiment, Mo Xiaomao, is from the south. Team Yu is from Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Hehe, and Big Man Chen is from Guangdong Province. If you say so, doesn't it mean...
" Shan Ying's usually calm face turned teasing.
"Okay, okay, pretend I didn't say this. As long as you kill the little Japs, there will be heroes all over the country." Lu Shandong waved his hands hurriedly, quickly picked up the telescope and looked over there, and whispered: "Look, that kid
, something needs to be done.”
Yes, after 32 hours of lying down and aiming, even though there was a suction tube at his mouth to replenish enough water, the scorching sun still made him dizzy. If he could, he would rather lie down in the subzero temperature of Qinglong Mountain.
How cool it was in the ice and snow at 20 degrees! It’s such a nostalgic feeling.
In addition, he had spent almost all his strength trying to keep the muzzle steady for a long time. His hands had begun to shake, and the bullet casing standing vertically on the muzzle was about to lose its hold.
More importantly, waves of terrible dizziness are coming towards Zeng Shui.
Zeng Shui knew that if he didn't shoot again, he might not have the chance to shoot at the target again.
He couldn't hold it anymore.
At the moment when the eyes were about to fall into darkness, the water passed through the bullet casing on the muzzle of the gun, and it seemed as if I could see the rolling fruits floating in the waves right in front of my eyes, infinitely magnified...
With a sharp click of his fingers, there was a "bang" sound.