Chapter 113: My shot is the result of twenty years of sewing machine skills! [Please subscribe! Please give me a monthly pass!] "Full ring?" "Disaster." Wei Gang answered quickly, without thinking, as if he had expected Shi Jidong to ask this question. After saying that, Wei Gang still looked into the distance and asked Shi Jidong again. "How many rings did you get when you first shot as a recruit?" "Forty-nine rings." "Because of this incident, the commander of the reconnaissance company at that time was also lured here, and he tricked me into the reconnaissance company." "My squad leader and company commander of the recruit company were so angry that they even picked a fight with the reconnaissance company." Shi Jidong smiled faintly, his face full of nostalgia.
For soldiers, achieving outstanding results in their first shooting session is not only a very impressive honor, but also has extraordinary commemorative significance. For example, after retiring from the army, if you meet up with a group of friends who have never served in the military, it is obviously not intuitive to talk about your results in the 5km and 400m hurdles. Because few people know the evaluation criteria for these subjects, let alone use them to judge the person's level in the army. But if it comes to shooting results, it’s a different story! "Five bullets! I scored forty-eight!" See, this is now intuitive! Even a six-year-old can understand it! "I'm a little worse than you, forty-six rings." "In our recruit company, there was a recruit who scored a perfect score in shooting, and he was just lucky." "Whenever he was asked to play afterwards, he never got past 40 rings." "He was able to hit full rings. It must be some unlucky guy who shot his bullet into his target." After saying that, Wei Gang shook his head and made a direct assertion. "We both have decent talents, right?" "Besides, I had touched a gun a few times before joining the army, but I was still a long way from having a full ring." "How many of our new recruits do you think will be better than us in the future?" Hearing this, Shi Jidong said nothing, but just nodded in the direction of Zhao Weihong. There's one over there. Live. "Wei Hong? I don't think he can get full rings in his first shooting." "You know his situation. His family is just ordinary people. They have never touched a gun in their life."
"With his diligence, if he trains hard for a while after joining the company, he won't have any problem getting full rings." "As for now, we can score 45 rings, so you, me and him should be secretly happy!" Wei Gang is not pessimistic about Zhao Weihong. The main reason is that he believes in the experience he has accumulated over more than ten years of military service. The results of a recruit's first shooting session can basically represent his talent in shooting subjects. The higher the ring number, the better the talent. In other words, how well a recruit performs during his first shooting attempt depends entirely on his own talent. The talent that can support a recruit to get a full ring on his first shooting attempt is extremely rare, and it may take several years to find one. Otherwise, there would be a saying that "a full ring will give you a hope of getting a third-class merit." Although the emergence of this rule was deeply influenced by the ten-year war and the vigorous "large-scale military training" movement at the end of the last century. But it is enough to show that even in the army, talented shooting geniuses are rare. Wei Gang didn't think Zhao Weihong could get a full score, he was just being realistic. Hearing this, Shi Jidong nodded silently, still without speaking, but looked in the direction of Zhao Weihong again, with a hint of expectation in his eyes. Shi Jidong had a hunch. This time, Wei Gang miscalculated again. Because he forgot one thing. That was the so-called experience in leading troops that he and Shi Jidong had accumulated. It never worked on Zhao Weihong. "hiss" He took a deep breath of the cold air. Zhao Weihong held his breath and observed the human-shaped target a hundred meters away through the peephole and the crosshairs, gradually connecting the three into a straight line. "boom!" Almost subconsciously, Zhao Weihong fired the first bullet. He didn't even realize whether he had pulled the trigger. This is the shooting mantra that the old squad leaders in the army often mention. Aim intentionally, shoot unintentionally. Zhao Weihong didn't know whether his shot hit the target or what the result was. But he didn't dwell on this question, instead he took a few quick, deep breaths. After his breathing gradually calmed down, Zhao Weihong held his breath again, quietly feeling the beating of his heart in his chest and the ups and downs of his body. "Bang! Bang bang bang!"
At the shooting range, sparse gunshots were intertwined, mixed with the safety officer's angry cursing. "Are you going to fight or not?" "I've been aiming for five minutes and not firing a single shot!" "What? Is that a telescope in your hand?" "Or do you intend to stare out a full circle with your eyes?" When shooting for the first time, most of the recruits cherish this opportunity very much. After firing the first shot, they always aim again and again before they are willing to fire the second shot. However, live-fire shooting also has a time limit, although for new recruits, there is definitely plenty of time. But it is impossible to ask a recruit to take five minutes to aim slowly for each bullet. "Hold the magazine." "stand up!" After the shooting was over, Zhao Weihong stood up a little nervously, and strode out of the shooting range with other recruits. After walking a few steps, the cadre in charge of "squatting" in the trench began to report the targets through the loudspeaker. "Target number one, thirty-one rings, one shot missed the target." "Target number two, thirty-eight rings." "." Zhao Weihong immediately pricked up her ears, ready to listen carefully to her results. The other recruits had already started chatting with Wei Gang who had taken the initiative to come forward. "How do you feel about your performance?" "Captain, just listen, you will soon hear a full ring!" "Just blow it! Still full ring?" "Don't even mention you. If anyone in our company gets a full ring, I'll immediately..." "Target number five, twenty-six rings, one missed the target." "Target No. 6" "Ok?" The sound of reporting the target suddenly stopped! Seeing this, Zhao Weihong suddenly became nervous, and his mind was full of uncontrollable fantasies. The target reporting was going fine, why did it suddenly stop when it came to me? Could it be that none of my bullets hit the target? Just as Zhao Weihong was becoming more and more confused and thinking more and more weirdly.
Finally, the sound came from the loudspeaker again. And this time, compared to the target reporter's previous calm, even impatient tone, there was a hint of obvious shock in his voice. "Target No. 6" "Fifty rings!" The words fell. The whole audience was shocked! Everyone at the shooting range was looking in the direction of Zhao Weihong. I hope to find this sharpshooter who appears once in a few years among the fifteen recruits who have just finished shooting training! Among the crowd, only Shi Jidong did not look around. He just stared quietly at the seemingly confused figure not far away, with a proud look in his eyes. "." After coming to his senses, Zhao Weihong looked at his slightly trembling hands, his eyes full of disbelief. Before the shooting training began, Zhao Weihong thought of many possibilities. He was even prepared for all five bullets to miss the target and be severely scolded by Shi Jidong. But Zhao Weihong never expected it, nor dared to think about it. It was my first live-fire shooting and I actually scored a full ring! Zhao Weihong looked up dizzily and found that Wei Gang was staring at her intently. Zhao Weihong was still a little confused at this time, and felt that Wei Gang seemed to have said something just now, so she asked subconsciously. "Captain, did you say something just now?" “I didn’t hear that.” "Ahem, you heard wrong." "I didn't say anything!" Wei Gang cleared his throat very awkwardly, grabbed Zhao Weihong's shoulders, and quickly got down to business. "Wei Hong, is target number six yours?" After getting Zhao Weihong's affirmative answer, Wei Gang's mouth corners almost stretched to the sky! "Wait a minute! All of you wait a minute!" The second batch of recruits who were preparing to conduct live-fire shooting were directly stopped. Wei Gang handed Zhao Weihong another magazine and gave him instructions while personally "escorting" him to the shooting range. "There are fifteen rounds in the magazine this time." "Fight the same way you did just now." "As long as you can score full rings, no, one hundred and forty-nine rings, I will give you one ring of tolerance for error." "The company commander will find a way to get you a third-class merit!" Patting Zhao Weihong's back heavily, Wei Gang seemed to hope that in this way, Zhao Weihong would feel his expectations of him.
Then Wei Gang tried to drive the security guard away. "What? These are soldiers from our company." "Don't talk about that! I'm the security officer!" After paying the price of a pack of "Tashan", Wei Gang finally got what he wanted and stood happily beside Zhao Weihong. "Prone position with bullets!" This time, Zhao Weihong was far from being as calm as before. My heart was beating uncontrollably in my chest, and my palms were covered in sticky sweat in the cold wind. As soon as Zhao Weihong closed her eyes, a golden medal would appear in her mind. This made Zhao Weihong's mouth dry and he couldn't get into the state to start shooting. Wei Gang saw it but did not urge her. He just waited quietly for Zhao Weihong to adjust herself. He deliberately brought up the "third class merit" matter before the shooting began. The purpose, of course, is to interfere with Zhao Weihong's mentality. Because live-fire shooting is actually a somewhat "metaphysical" subject, it requires a lot of conditioning. The same person, the same gun, the same shooting position, the results of two shootings may be very different. Even the first five bullets all hit the target. It is not uncommon for the outrageous thing that the whole thing misses the target right after the first step. Only a sniper with an excellent sense of guns and extraordinary talent can eliminate the influence of the condition and get a score close to full rings, or even full rings, for every shot! What Wei Gang needs to do is to confirm whether Zhao Weihong is such a genius! "Bang! Bang bang bang!" The gun barrel roared and the flames roared! Bullet casings flew out of the gun barrel with scorching heat, and some even fell directly into Zhao Weihong's hands. But Zhao Weihong was not affected by this. He still looked straight ahead calmly and pulled the trigger again and again. The shooting was over quickly. Zhao Weihong was still lying on the ground, waiting for the target reporter's voice. "Target number six, huh? One hundred and fifty rings?" "Has the recruit training ended? Which squad leader did this?" The target reporter in the bullet shelter naturally had no idea of the situation at the shooting range. He was completely confused and wondered which old squad leader was setting an example for the new recruits? No one would answer his questions. Because at this moment everyone's attention is focused on the figure who just stood up! Fifteen bullets, one hundred and fifty rings!
If the previous full ring was possible, there might be a little bit of luck. After this additional "test", Wei Gang was certain. Zhao Weihong is such a one in a million shooting genius with an extraordinary sense of gun! Even Zhao Weihong herself didn't expect this. He actually has such a talent! After much thought, Zhao Weihong decided to attribute the credit to his accumulation in his previous life! Come to think of it, Zhao Weihong has been operating a sewing machine for twenty years and has master-level sewing machine operating skills. There is no need to say much about his skills. He is very steady. It is normal to achieve such results. "Captain, can we go to training now?" "Go away, go away, don't bother me!" The second batch of recruits waited pitifully in the reserve position for a long time. Seeing Wei Gang coming back, he immediately asked a question. But Wei Gang didn't have the heart to pay attention to them now. He waved his hand with a little impatience and sent them away! Wei Gang didn't even want to watch the remaining recruits conduct shooting training. Because he felt that all the remaining people, and even all the remaining recruits in the battalion, would never be able to score a full ring! Even if he had, his shooting talent could not be higher than Zhao Weihong's! Having led soldiers for so many years, Wei Gang has seen shooting geniuses who can hit a perfect shot the first time! But it was the first time that Wei Gang had seen a recruit like Zhao Weihong, whose guns were all perfect! Thinking of this, Wei Gang swallowed in shock. again and again. Zhao Weihong always uses practical actions to destroy the cognition that Wei Gang has formed over the years. And prove Wei Gang's so-called experience in leading troops. worthless! Wei Gang is puzzled now! Is it possible that there are all-rounders in this world? How come Zhao Weihong is good at so many subjects? After a while, Wei Gang suddenly smiled as if relieved and stopped worrying about this issue. Who cares what Zhao Weihong’s grades are? No matter how outstanding he is, isn't he still a soldier trained by Wei Gang? "Wei Hong, don't worry about the third-class merit." "Since the company commander has promised you, he will definitely try his best to help you get it." "You have to train hard yourself. Don't just rely on your talent and ignore shooting training."
"Whether you can get the third-class merit in the end depends on your performance in the assessment, understand?" "Yes!" After returning to the queue, a large group of people rushed towards Zhao Weihong. There are new recruits, squad leaders, and even people from other companies! Everyone was looking at Zhao Weihong with admiration, yearning, or appreciation, and they were all asking how Zhao Weihong managed to score such an outrageous number of rings! However, Shi Jidong, who had always been caring towards Zhao Weihong, did not rush forward. Because before the training started, Shi Jidong was the only one who believed that Zhao Weihong would definitely be able to score a full ring! From the results. Zhao Weihong did not disappoint him. The shooting training ended soon. The recruits sang the classic military song "The sun sets in the west, the clouds are flying, the soldiers return to the camp after shooting practice" as they walked out of the shooting range in a heroic and proud manner. They also met the third company that was coming towards them. "Old Wei, have your company's soldiers finished training?" The third company commander's original intention was just to say hello to Wei Gang, nothing else. Who would have thought that Wei Gang suddenly said something out of the blue! "Yes! We have a new recruit in our company who has scored full rings!" "I fired twice in total, 20 rounds, and every shot was a full ring!" "How do you know this?" Third Captain: “.” "Are you sick?" The third update is here today! Let's talk about the rules and methods of adding more chapters. . The first subscription will include two chapters. Currently, there are 2920 monthly tickets. According to the principle of adding one chapter for every monthly tickets, there will be two chapters in total. However, Dongliu believes that after this chapter is released, the monthly votes will exceed 3000, so the monthly votes should be increased to three chapters, which will be valid for a long time. Readers can vote more. Counting it this way, there are a total of five additional chapters. Starting from tomorrow, on top of the guaranteed three chapters every day, I will add an extra chapter. I will stop adding extra chapters when I finish paying off the debt. After all, Dongliu updates tens of thousands of chapters every day, and there are not many manuscripts in stock, so it is a bit difficult to repay the extra chapters. I can only repay them slowly, but there will definitely be a lot of extra chapters! By the way, the plot of the recruit company should be over before the weekend. Dear readers, Zhao Weihong is about to start his patrol career! Without further ado, I’m begging for your monthly vote! (End of this chapter)