Special Years

"Yes, run away!" Su Huikai scratched her head and said, "It doesn't make sense... Could it be that I'm not familiar with this gun?"

Zhuang Yan took out the Type 92 pistol from the holster and took a closer look.

This gun feels very good, and the grip is better than the previous 54-type pistol. Zhuang Yan feels that if he uses this pistol, he will definitely get better results than when he was teaching the team with the 54-type pistol.

But it's useless to say anything, lose is lose, win is win.

In terms of time, although Su Hui opened the fastest and was the first to hit all the targets, but after running a shot, the accuracy of shooting still depends on the accuracy. The result is self-evident, Su Hui lost.

"It's the first time to play 92-style. It's very good to be able to play like this." Xie Dong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When Su Hui opened the first four targets with the automatic rifle, his face was tensed.

Although it was a recruit from the Seventh Company and Su Huikai, who was a veteran and was the top reconnaissance officer of the group army, the "Red Arrow" brigade was a military region-level special force after all, and it would be hard for them to lose face.

This time, Su Hui missed the last shot of the pistol and ran away, finally saving a little face.

"Practice well, your foundation is very good."

After Xie Dong finished speaking, he waved his hand and said, "Close the team and go back! Give the shooting range to the comrades of our hunter team."

"Wait." Han Zixuan, who had been silent, said.

Xie Dong was stunned for a moment.

Han said to himself: "Seventh company commander, I want to compare it again."

"Still coming?" Xie Dong's expression changed.

Han Zizheng walked up to Su Huikai, took his pistol, looked at it in his hand, then walked up to the ammunition security guard and said, "Give me ten rounds."

Taking the ammunition, pressing it into the magazine, and holding the pistol opened by Su Hui, Han Zizheng went to the target trench with exquisiteness, and asked the target spotter to raise five head targets.

Zhuang Yan and his teammates looked at Han Zizhen's back curiously, not knowing what he was doing.

Han boasted that he put the gun back in the holster, and then suddenly drew, loaded, aimed, and fired in one go.

blah blah blah-

The five shots were almost continuous, and it sounded like a burst.

Zhuang Yan was taken aback.

My mother-in-law!

The speed is so fast!

Zhuang Yan secretly estimated that it was only about two seconds.

Five targets, drawn and fired together, took only five seconds in total.

God!

Han Yanwang really has something to be proud of.

"good!"

A squad leader of Seventh Company couldn't help but applaud.

Xie Dong turned back and glared at the squad leader, who quickly shut up.

Han Zizheng pulled out the magazine, put Su Hui's gun back into his gun pocket, took out his pistol, and put the remaining five bullets in the magazine.

Like last time, he raised his gun again.

After the short gunshots, Han Zou walked up to the target and looked at it, turned around and walked back without saying anything.

Back in front of the crowd, Han Zi boasted and handed the pistol back to Su Hui to open, and said, "It's not your business, it's the gun that's wrong."

He raised his head and said to everyone: "Everyone will play their pistols later to see if there is an accurate problem. If there is a problem, come to me and I'll take a look. If it doesn't work, I'll go back and change it for you."

Xie Dong's face darkened again.

He knew very well in his heart that Han claimed to be doing this, but he was actually doing it for himself.

When Su Hui fired a bullet, Xie Dong could vaguely guess the reason.

When the new Type 92 pistol was issued, there were some problems with aiming flaws in the new pistol. As for the source of the problem, it may be the craftsmanship, the transportation and so on.

As long as the new gun is accurate, it is very accurate. If there is an aiming flaw, the gun will not be accurate.

Unlike rifles, most pistols cannot be calibrated, which is exactly what the Type 92 does and can only be replaced.

Although the chance of such bad luck is not high, it still exists.

Therefore, there is a habit of picking guns in the brigade.

As soon as the new guns arrived, people from each battalion and company rushed over as soon as possible, and whoever arrived first picked it first.

In fact, it is not enough to rely on the naked eye. It takes a few shots at the shooting range to know if it is accurate.

Therefore, almost all the leftover 92 pistols in the gun store were picked, and all the ones were taken away.

This time, Han claimed to have applied for a batch of new guns. For this reason, he specially applied for a few more guns, in order to avoid such problems and facilitate replacement.

Xie Dong knew about this.

But he wasn't sure, so he didn't say anything.

"Old Han, do it again?" Xie Dong felt that it was necessary to do it again, so that Han was convinced.

Han said to himself, "Okay, do it again."

Xie Dongzhi also came up. If he wins, he will win the opponent's convincing. He waved his hand and shouted: "The recruits just now are all in place."

Looking back at Han, he said to himself, "Who are you sending this time?"

Han Zi boasted and said with a smile: "It seems inappropriate to send Su Huikai again. After all, he is a top scout and a second-year soldier. Compared with the new recruits, he can't win."

Xie Dong was stunned again, and after a while, he regained his strength and said, "Aren't you all veterans!"

Han said to himself, "I'll send someone who's not a scout to try."

"It's not a scout?" Xie Dong suddenly laughed. This is a bit funny. He's not a scout, and he has never played special shooting. How can you compare?

"Old Han, are you kidding me?" he said.

Han said to himself, "No kidding, how about I send a squad leader from the field army coaching team to try it out?"

"The teaching team?" Xie Dong also knew that the teaching team represented the highest level of field infantry training~www.novelmt.com~ But it's not in the same league as the scouts!

Is this Han's self-proclaimed humiliation?

"Okay! Anyway, as long as you like it, I don't care. But I'm going to say the ugly thing before, the infantry has never played special shooting, you can shoot better than the basic accuracy, better than this..."

Han self-proclaimed to interrupt him: "You just have a hundred hearts! I am a soldier with a background. Although he is an infantryman and has not practiced pistol shooting, he has been in contact with him, and he himself is Army Group A. Shooting Tournament Champion."

Hearing that he was the champion of the group army competition, Xie Dong couldn't sit still.

Although the field infantry generally does not engage in special shooting, he also knows that all the shooting elites of the field army will undergo intensive training.

Comparing a group army shooting champion with a new recruit, although I am a special team here, a recruit is a recruit. After training for a whole year, the gap is still there.

"Why, the seventh company commander doesn't want to compare? If you don't want to compare, forget it." Han said to himself.

Xie Dong rode a tiger and said with a smile: "Old Han, Lao Han, you are really not an honest person."

After laughing, he looked at the recruits and suddenly said, "Compare my recruits with your veterans, then forget it. I see..."

He pointed to the veterans behind him.

"How about I send a few veterans to compare with yours?"

Han Zou turned to Zhuang Yan: "Do you dare to go up?"

Zhuang Yan said indifferently: "I'm going to go up, it's not a gamble, I won't lose if I lose, right?"

Han Zibo laughed.

Xie Dong's face turned green.

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