Time passed by minute by minute, and everyone in the row had finished fighting.
The two company commanders who came to observe also followed Lin Changfeng and kept paying attention to this side.
"Xiao Ye, how about it, is there anything in this row that catches your eye?"
The seventh company commander Hu Zhihu looked at Ye Qingshan jokingly.
Ye Qingshan shook his head, chuckled, and said nothing.
The Sharpshooter Company 4 is very strict in selecting players.
It is true that every sharpshooter needs countless bullets, but this does not mean that everyone can feed him. A genius only needs 400 bullets, while an ordinary person needs 800 bullets, or even more.
After weighing the pros and cons, one would naturally choose the one that only requires 400 rounds.
When selecting players, the sharpshooter pays more attention to talent!
However, there were no talented players in this row that caught his eye.
Soon, as the shooting of the first squad of the second platoon finished, the results were also mediocre, and there were no outstanding players.
After the first class came down, the second row, second class were about to go on stage. This was Chen Ming's class.
The three of them quickly shut up and looked towards the shooting range.
After all, the purpose of this inspection is to inspect Chen Ming!
Hu Zhihu and Ye Qingshan both knew Chen Ming. After all, the news was widely spread. They also went to the brigade department to apply for the information and took a look.
There is basically no confidentiality in the information of new recruits. As captains and company commanders, there is no problem for them to check it.
They had seen Chen Ming's photo in the information and naturally recognized Chen Ming at a glance.
Seeing Chen Ming preparing to shoot, the two company commanders, including Lin Changfeng himself, concentrated their attention.
After the squad leader gave some final instructions, the nine people in the class took a deep breath and, led by Chen Ming, headed towards the shooting range.
At this time, not only the three company commanders in the distance were watching, but also a group of recruits behind them were watching.
The reputation Chen Ming created among the recruits was so loud that they could only look up to him.
In this target shooting, can this pioneer still be ahead of them
Or will you be like them, with unsatisfactory results in your first shooting
Everyone was watching quietly.
Chen Ming received the bullets from the second platoon leader Gao Jie. There were five 5.8mm golden bullets, shining with metallic luster in the sun.
Chen Ming took the bullet and was about to push it into the magazine when he heard the second platoon leader Gao Jie's gentle instructions:
"Don't be nervous, relax, and just treat it as a normal training. The first target shooting result doesn't mean anything."
Chen Ming was stunned for a moment, not knowing why the platoon leader had to give him special instructions. When he looked ahead, the platoon leader did not say anything to the other recruits.
Later, I realized that I was excellent in other aspects, and the platoon leader was worried that I was failing in shooting and targeting, which led to an unbalanced mentality.
After all, shooting is a matter of talent. Gao Jie has seen many people who are excellent in physical fitness and training, but cannot overcome the hurdle when it comes to live-fire shooting. Some people even lose confidence because of this.
Of course, there are also some people who are mediocre in other aspects, but when it comes to shooting, they hit the target every time.
Anyway, no one can explain the word "talent".
Chen Ming smiled. Not to mention that he had a big heart and was not easily nervous.
Even if you fail, don't lose confidence. At worst, you can just try harder next time.
Moreover, he also has the skill of firearms proficiency, so he doesn't have to worry about failure or not.
What he was worried about was what would happen if he played too well and undermined the confidence of his teammates.
If other people could hear his inner voice, they would probably strangle him to death...
Soon, all nine people in Class 2 lay down. Chen Ming glanced around and found that He Dong, Yu Jun and others were a little nervous, especially He Dong. He said that he wanted to shoot, but his hands were shaking visibly.
Of course, it’s not the kid’s fault. It’s his first time shooting, so it’s inevitable that he’s a little nervous.
What's more, under the watchful eyes of three company commanders, any new recruit would be nervous.
Of course, Chen Ming is an exception. After all, he has the ability and there is no need to be nervous.
Chen Ming took a deep breath, put his hand on the trigger, and looked through the sight into the distance.
In his mind, firearms proficiency skills instantly emerged, and various shooting techniques and methods were poured into his mind.
At this moment, he was already a sharpshooter!
At the platoon leader's whistle, the target practice began!
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Chapter 41: Full rings in shooting, a natural born sharpshooter!
The recruit company's first live-fire shooting exercise was at a distance of 100 meters.
Chen Ming lay on the ground, looking at the target a hundred meters away through the small hole of the machine sight, controlling his breathing.
Although the Type 95 gun family is equipped with a three-fold optical sight when it leaves the factory, due to the influence of some traditional concepts, the sight is rarely issued to them for use.
However, it is still very difficult to hit something more than a hundred meters away through machine aiming.
After all, at a distance of 100 meters, if observed with the naked eye, a target is actually only the size of a mineral water bottle.
Chen Ming looked at the target in the distance and began to calculate in his mind.
The Type 95 rifle can fire at a maximum range of 600 meters. At this distance of 100 meters, if you just want to hit the target, external influences such as wind speed and gravity can be basically ignored.
But if you want to hit the ball accurately, these external influences should still be taken into account.
Chen Ming, who had mastered the skill of firearms, calculated the factors that might affect the trajectory in his mind and fine-tuned the gun.
As the small hole of the machine sight, the muzzle calibration point, and the center of the target formed a straight line, he began to slow down his breathing and stare at the target carefully.
"Start shooting!"
As soon as Platoon Leader Gao Jie's voice fell, Chen Ming responded and pulled the trigger.
'Bang'
A crisp sound was heard, and Chen Ming could clearly see the sparks shooting out from the muzzle of the gun.
The target in the distance was pierced almost at the same time. The bullet passed through the target and sank deeply into the mud slope behind it.
After adjusting the gun that was shaking due to recoil, Chen Ming fired the second shot without saying a word.
'Bang, bang, bang'
Four shots followed, and all the bullets were fired.
Because the distance is too far, there is no way to see the specific number of rings. I can only wait for the person reporting the target to check it before reporting it.
Chen Ming lay on the ground, removed the magazine, checked to see if there were any bullets left in it, then pulled the bolt to prevent any bullets from being fired, and finally turned on the safety and stood up.
This is a routine check after target practice. If a bullet fails to fire and remains in the gun, it is a very dangerous thing!
At this time, everyone else had also used up all their bullets. Although they didn't know how many rings they had hit, their faces were full of excitement.
It’s my first time shooting, it’s so exciting!
Several people looked at the second platoon leader Gao Jie who was standing behind them.
"Report to the platoon leader, the second squad of the second platoon has completed the shooting!"
Gao Jie nodded and asked them to return to the team.
As the target reporter walked up to the target, he carefully checked each one and then shouted loudly:
"He Dong, 10 rings"
When He Dong heard his results, his face suddenly turned red and he lowered his head, wishing he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
The full ring is 50 rings, and I only scored ten rings!
I just heard the people in front of me, and it seems that no one has such low scores.
I guess I'll be the last in the company in the end.
"Don't be discouraged." Chen Ming noticed He Dong's expression, "The first shooting result doesn't mean much."
Chen Ming knew that he was too nervous. When he was shooting just now, his hands were shaking and he couldn't control the gun properly. How could he possibly get a good score
He Dong sighed helplessly. He knew it was because of his shaking hands, but it was really embarrassing to get such a result.
The target reporter is still reporting the scores of other targets:
"Yu Jun: 20 rings"
He Xue: “35 rings”
…
As the target announcer shouted out the target numbers, some people were happy while others sighed.
He Xue even showed a very satisfied smile on his face.
A score of 35 rings is something I have never heard of before, and it can be said to be the highest at present.