122 Strain 8
"Bang bang, bang bang bang!"
After five consecutive gunshots, the empty shooting hall once again returned to quiet.
"bring it on."
He Xiaoling gave up his position to Han Yao,
The two of them stood aside and watched Han Yao's series of actions. Jiang Han didn't say anything, touched his chin and pondered. He Xiaoling looked Han Yao up and down with great interest.
According to the gun, lying, aiming, pulling the trigger, He Xiaoling looked at it, nodded secretly, all of which were full marks!
"Bang!"
The frequency of gunfire was not as high as He Xiaoling just now, but it was very stable when one shot was shot. After the sound, He Xiaoling looked at the score reported by the automatic target, and what happened to him?
"Tsk tsk, 49 rings, five ten rings, and one nine rings. You are really a good seedling, a good seedling for snipers!"
He Xiaoling stood there and shook his head constantly, his head leaning against Jiang Han's ears.
"It's really awesome for people to get so much more popular. The first time I shot a target, I had 49 rings. I didn't even have 4O rings at that time! Platoon leader, you only had 45 rings at that time, but now I'm just a big pervert!"
He Xiaoling muttered beside Jiang Han's ears. Han Yao put away his gun and got up from the ground, patted the dust on his body.
Han Yao naturally heard the results, but as the person involved, she did not expect that she could achieve such a result for the first time.
Looking at the numbers displayed on the electronic screen in a daze, Han Yao's mouth slightly raised,
He Xiaoling's head that was leaning against Jiang Han's ear was pushed away by her, and she walked to Han Yao in one step and stood still.
"How is it, are you still satisfied with your grades?"
"Satisfied! I'm so satisfied that I don't know how to describe my mood."
Han Yao looked at Jiang Han's eyes, as if he wanted to see some appreciation from it, but Han Yao was still disappointed, looking at Jiang Han's dull eyes,
She suddenly felt like she was poured from the bottom of a basin of cold water, and her mind suddenly became clear.
"Sorry, Instructor Jiang, I know I'm wrong."
Jiang Han glanced at her up and down.
"If you know you are wrong, continue to wake up. The back mountain is 20 kilometers. After running, go to the swimming pool. You don't have to participate in the training of others in the afternoon. Do you understand?"
"clear!"
Han Yao wanted to put down the gun he was holding in his hand, but Jiang Han stopped him.
"2o kilometers of fully armed, all the equipment will be ready, and she will watch you throughout the journey. After you finish your swimming pool, I will come to find you."
He Xiaoling patted Han Yao on the shoulder.
"Follow me."
Han Yao's shoulders collapsed and he followed He Xiaoling to leave. The training room suddenly became empty. After a brief gunfire, there was no sound in the shooting hall.
He Xiaoling did not take Han Yao to other places, but took her to the instructors' dormitory to equip these things. He Xiaoling and others have them. Now they will occasionally go out to practice at night.
He Xiaoling was too lazy to reorganize Han Yao's equipment, so he directly gave her a set of equipment he used. Anyway, they will uniformly equip those things at that time, so they simply don't have to worry about it anymore.
He threw his equipment directly on Han Yao. Han Yao sat in the all-terrain car, holding the equipment given by He Xiaoling, silently, and gently rubbed his hand when it touched his upper arm.
He slapped his arm twice and put it on his backpack again. Han Yao looked at He Xiaoling's back sitting in front of him, feeling calm.
Chapter completed!