Shocked at the test!

At the end of the test of just 50 people, more than 40 full scores appeared, several 99 rings, and the worst score also scored a terrifying score of 96 rings!

soon.

Everyone has finished testing!

With a little statistics!

A terrifying result was achieved that surprised everyone!

97 recruits were stabbed with three platoon leaders, a total of 100 people!

Among them, 72 people scored full scores! 19 people scored 99 rings! 6 people scored 98 rings! 3 people scored 97 rings!

Worst score, 97 rings!

72 people scored full marks!

The full score rate is a very terrifying 72%!

A company with 72% of its personnel can score a full score at 400 meters using the 95-type rating!

If it wasn't for seeing it with your own eyes, who would believe it?

This is simply a fantasy!

"It's so scary!"

"It's so scary!"

"It's so scary!"

...

The thorns themselves couldn't help but sigh!

At the same time, they were also very confused!

I obviously didn't train my marksmanship much!

Why is this progress so big?

What exactly happened?

Xiaopang couldn't help pinching Su Xiaoyu's thighs, and Su Xiaopang screamed, "Damn, Xiaopang are you crazy? Why are you pinching me?"

Xiaopang immediately smiled, "Sorry, Xiaoyu, this result is too terrifying. I thought I was still dreaming! I didn't expect it to be true!"

"Fuck! Why are you pinching me? Isn't it more realistic to pinch yourself?" Su Xiaoyu glared at him, covering his legs and rubbing him constantly!

Xiaopang smiled and said, "I'm worried that pinching myself hurts too much, so I can't bear it."

"Damn, you can bear it if you pinch me? You're all friends!" Su Xiaoyu glared at him helplessly.

"Hehe, Xiaoyu, don't be angry, I'll treat you to delicious food tonight." Xiaopang quickly smiled.

"Hmph, this is almost the same." Su Xiaoyu snorted coldly.

Qin Yuan was also shocked by this terrifying result!

This is a fucking result!

Anyone with some experience in joining the army knows how terrifying this achievement is!

"very good!"

"very good!"

"Your marksmanship is far beyond my imagination!"

Qin Yuan pretended to know nothing, looked very shocked, and said with a smile, "Even if you only look at your marksmanship, it is enough to deserve three new songs! Now, go to the playground! Test the last item, the standard load is 10 kilometers! If you pass the test this time, I will write a song for you on the spot!"

"My God! Did you hear it? Writing songs on the spot!"

"Brothers! Write songs on the spot! This opportunity must be seized!!"

"That's a must!"

"It's all done!"

...

A group of people changed their equipment and walked towards the playground in a mighty manner!
Chapter completed!