Yang Tao knew a saying called using force to make friends. To get along with peers in these youth camps, it turns out that speaking with excellent military skills is most useful.??
Kharkov ordered the troops to disband, and these more than 100 people became spectators.
Yang Tao noticed that there was a young man beside Shula. Maybe they were partners.
When she was in a daze, Natasha patted her on the shoulder: "Dear, Shura and Ruslan are in the same group, and their relationship is also very close."
"Are they a couple?" Yang Tao asked subconsciously.
"Yes, after all, many sniper combinations are like this. The friendships cultivated in battle are like family members, just like you and me."
War requires a father and son to go into battle. Wars in this era are no different than in the past, and women have to join the battle. The scene of husband and wife going into battle together is simply normal. Yang Tao couldn't help but think of the boy who died for the girl, that was a young soldier in Tchaikov's brigade.
, they are truly loyal to each other even if they die!
"It would be nice if he was younger. He is already thirty years old this year!" Yang Tao had a little regret, why did her husband have to be one round older than her!
The couple was already preparing, and at this time several soldiers were already making noises.
"Shula! It's up to you. If you can't even compete with the army's medics, that would be so embarrassing! If you are afraid of missing the target, it's still too late to withdraw now!"
It was Nina who said this. Star Tao looked at her sideways. This girl with many freckles on her face was more muscular. She was not the only one who was making noises. The mixture of various voices really troubled Shula.
The girl became even more determined. She turned around and looked directly at Carambola: "Your name is Bessika. I have only heard of your name occasionally. No matter what, there is no doubt about my achievements!"
"Okay, let's work hard together."
Yang Tao is not such a flamboyant person. This Shula is being instigated by a group of people, and his heart must be turbulent. What a real sniper requires is to remain calm in chaos, especially in a hail of bullets, or to hold on to the sniper position.
Like a stone.
It is bound to be difficult to achieve good results when you are upset. In this regard, Carambola boasts an innate advantage.
By the time the Mauser rifle was handed over to Carambola, the firearm had been inspected by the soldier supervising the target training, and Natasha inspected it again.
"Bessika, there are ten bullets in total. You also know how to use a Mauser rifle. I don't need to explain the rest."
Yang Tao nodded. She had used the Mauser K98 several times. Except for the bad recoil, the gun was still a good gun.
She checked the rifle again, especially looking at the huge ammunition. Fortunately, if it was loaded with ten marks today, the damage to the shoulder could be ignored.
This time the competition was against a 100-meter target, which is also the distance that is most common in real forest battles and where firefights are fiercest. The sandbags had been laid out, and Natasha also took off the telescope on the gun.
"Bessika, I am your observer. You must perform well this time and show your skills to the comrades in the youth camp."
Yang Tao smiled shyly.
The two competing girls fell to the ground at the same time. Their observers also raised their telescopes and knelt beside them, staring at the target in the distance.
Because the papermaking workshop in the village is already producing paper, the poor-quality paper is not only used as toilet paper, but also slightly printed to become target paper.
A circular target appeared in Carambola's field of vision, with an "effective area" and a center point. At this distance, the effective area is very small, and it is even more difficult to hit the center.
Especially the feeling of the gun is really important. Now Yang Tao couldn't help but worry. She said to Natasha beside her: "After all, this gun is not mine. It has not gone through the running-in period. I really can't guarantee the hit."
"Every hit? Your requirements are really too high." Natasha said in surprise, "Actually, as long as you make sure to hit the target six or more times, it will be very good. For example, Shula, who is competing with you, her results are actually like this
, do you still think she is the sharpshooter in Baibai Middle School?"
Hearing what she said, half of my nervousness suddenly disappeared. "Just hit six? I should be able to do this!"
Natasha patted her back kindly to encourage her.
Compared to Carambola's calmness, Nina seemed a little nervous. She was under a lot of pressure and needed to prove to her comrades and to Natasha, so that she could become a real sniper sooner.
Maxim, the soldier squad leader, saw that the two girls were ready, whistled, and announced the start of the game.
The rules are very simple, just use up all the bullets within five minutes.
Star Tao did not hesitate, and the muzzle of the gun was very steadily aimed at the center point of the target. Her legs were spread wide apart, and her whole body was relaxed but motionless. She adjusted her breath and gently pulled the trigger.
"Hit the target, next." Natasha said calmly, holding the telescope.
Star Tao was secretly happy. She successfully pulled the bolt and shot again. At the same time, Natasha kept reporting "hits" mechanically.
After all five bullets were fired, Carambola let out a long sigh of relief. All five were hit.
Yang Tao turned sideways and looked at Shula next to her. How was her score?
Forget it! Ignore her, shooting training must be done without distractions.
The Mauser rifle is fed by inserting the bridge clip from the upper end, pressing five bullets in, and loading them one by one. The Mosin Nagant is loaded from the lower end, but there is no essential difference between the two as bolt-action rifles.
Carambola has figured out the character of this gun and has adapted to the rough recoil. "If I were taller and stronger, the shooting would be more stable." The girl finished the bullet neatly, and only one minute passed.
Half.
After adjusting her breathing, five bullets were fired in a short time. Natasha looked at her watch and saw that only a little over two minutes had passed.
The muzzle of the gun was still steaming, and Carambola also let out a long sigh of relief.
"You were still worried that you wouldn't hit the 10th mark, how about now? I saw you hit the 10th mark!" Natasha said calmly, as if all this happened as it should.
The whole place was silent. The soldiers heard Natasha, the shooting instructor, shout "hit" ten times in one breath. Her observation must be correct. This petite Besica actually fired with a high shot, and it was clean in just two minutes.
A clean hit!
"Now it's Nina's turn to worry. If she makes one mistake, she loses!" He muttered this, and the soldiers who kept quiet turned to look at Nina.
Now the pressure is even greater. Nina has already fired six bullets. She is very lucky today and hits all six bullets. If she works harder, she will set a record.
His buddy Ruslan also reminded: "My dear, no matter whether you can beat Besica or not, if you hit another one, you will break your own record. Stay calm and keep working hard."
Nina shook her teeth and glanced to the left. The girl had stood up and was shaking the dust off her body. She was obviously a military doctor, but her marksmanship was so good?! Her self-reported record of killing eighty-six enemies