when--

The head target is an iron target, hanging on an iron ring. It will tremble in the wind, which is to increase the difficulty.

This shot hit directly in the middle of the head target.

The target shook violently.

While everyone was still holding their breath, Li Zheng quickly turned his gun and pointed it at the turntable target.

The turntable target has started to rotate.

There are six disc targets, one of which is red and the others are white.

You have to hit the red one.

Li Zheng took a look.

soon.

It was so fast that everyone felt a little unreal.

Bang——

The second bullet was fired.

Ba——

The disc target in the distance is a real disc. It is a defective product received directly from the porcelain factory by the logistics department of the White Eagle Brigade. It is very cheap.

The red plate shattered instantly and fell to the floor.

Bang bang bang bang——

There was a wave of applause from the crowd behind.

Wen Zhaohui was stunned.

When it comes to military, although Wen Zhaohui never thinks that his individual military subjects are top-notch, he also thinks that he is at the absolute upper level.

Especially shooting.

His confidence is still quite high.

When he was in the military academy, he won two rankings in rifle shooting in the academy competition.

Although he is not a champion, he has received awards once for third place and once for fourth place, so he can be said about it without any shame.

However, at this moment, he realized what it meant that there was a sky beyond the sky.

No.

It's incredible.

He knew there was a gap between him and Li Zheng in this aspect, but he didn't expect the gap to be so huge.

It is simply the kind that is looked up to but insurmountable.

If Wen Zhaohui thought that his commanding ability could surpass Li Zheng's and those chiefs of staff who came here to observe, then Li Zheng's current performance completely surpassed him.

No.

It's a street with no end in sight.

For the first time in Wen Zhaohui's military career, he felt a sense of powerlessness.

The gap is so huge that I don’t even have the courage to catch up.

Li Zheng checked the gun and said to the supervisor on the side: "Can you back me another hundred meters?"

"Yes, Chief... No... Chief, are you saying that the target is now one hundred meters back?"

The supervisor was shocked.

Li Zheng smiled.

"Yes, step back another hundred meters."

The supervisor was a little confused and subconsciously glanced in Wen Zhaohui's direction.

Li Zheng said loudly: "Commander Wen, your gun is well maintained. Can you let me fire a few more rounds? I'm getting into a good mood."

Wen Zhaohui felt that his throat was a little dry, but he still pretended that nothing was wrong and said: "No problem, our brigade is not short of these rounds of bullets. Xiaoquan, ask the target reporting team to move the target."

Li Zheng was waiting where he was.

He has four bullets.

He didn't say anything about adding more ammunition.

The security guard went up and asked: "Chief, are there enough bullets?"

The answer is the same as before.

"That's enough, that's enough."

The security guard turned around and walked away, muttering to himself as he walked.

400 meters?

is it possible?

When the target was moved, Zhuang Yan advised Wen Zhaohui again.

"Have a seat."

This time Wen Zhaohui did not refuse, took Ma Zha and sat down.

Zhuang Yan said: "Does the shooting subject of your brigade's reconnaissance battalion use sniper rifles to shoot this kind of target?"

Wen Zhaohui nodded.

Didn't speak.

Zhuang Yan said: "Let's make it more difficult. Use a rifle. The precision of high-precision snipers is very high. There is no problem above 600 meters. Let's just increase it to 600 meters."

Wen Zhaohui nodded.

There is no expression on the face, it is wooden.

Zhuang Yan continued: "It is actually feasible to shoot 400 meters with a rifle."

"Ah..." Wen Zhaohui replied subconsciously.

He didn't want to ask.

Because I am afraid that I will appear ignorant if I ask.

But I still couldn't help but ask: "Chief, is it really possible to shoot at 400 meters, or is it a machine-aimed one?"

Zhuang Yan smiled: "Yes, I can fight. If you don't believe me, I will demonstrate it myself."

"No, no, no, I believe it." Wen Zhaohui said.

Zhuang Yan thought to himself that if Li Zheng played a few more groups, he would probably say that the sun is square, and Wen Zhaohui would not doubt it.

"When we were soldiers, 400-meter Type 81-1 machine sight shooting was the standard for special shooters, so it is not difficult to shoot 400 meters with a machine sight. It's just that now there are scopes, and everyone relies on the scope."

Wen Zhaohui smiled and nodded again.

He has always paid great attention to technical means and command, and also requires extremely high standards.

It doesn't mean that he doesn't pay attention to the military quality of individual soldiers, but due to his experience, he can't imagine the level of a perverted shooter like Li Zheng.

Just like a person who has never run within 18 minutes of five kilometers, he thinks it is difficult to run under 18 minutes for five kilometers.

But professional runners will think this is child's play.

This is the difference.

The target has moved.

The rapid whistle continued to sound.

"Start shooting!"

As soon as the commander's order was given, gunfire rang out.

Bang——

when--

no doubt.

bingo.

Bang——

Ba——

no doubt.

Broken.

Everyone's mouths couldn't close.
To be continued...