"What does this guy want to do? Does he have to ask for a record every time he participates in the assessment no matter who he is? Is it possible that he still wants to break the record that only special forces can achieve in Fan Tianlei's eyes?"

The soldiers of the Fourth Company of the Sharp Gun looked at Qin Chuan in surprise.

The soldiers of other companies looked at Qin Chuan with confusion. They really didn't know what the meaning of Qin Chuan asked this question.

Gong Jian had a headache. Is this guy joining the army just to break the record?

Gong Jian was right.

This is what Qin Chuan thought.

The task given to him is to challenge the limits. And he himself has the pleasure of this life, and he is also to challenge various limits. No matter what it is, as long as it is, he is interested in it.

Just now, he asked Gong Jian, one, two, and three hundred meters of fixed shooting records, just to break them!

Unfortunately, Fan Tiankeng replaced the fourth-company assessment of the Sharpshooter and changed the assessment content. Then the so-called "extreme score" must be determined by him!

Fan Tianlei was slightly stunned, then walked towards Qin Chuan with a smile, "What? What does it mean to ask me this question?"

"It's very simple. I want to break the records of these two shooting assessments." Facing Fan Tianlei, Qin Chuan was too lazy to play a puzzle with him. After all, Fan Tianlei also took his ultimate athletic ability and was interested in bringing himself the fourth-company assessment and training of the Sharpshooter.

Since this is the case, it is okay to show off with him directly.

"Oh? Do you want to break the record? Then tell me, are you trying to break the record of my Wolf Teeth Special Forces Brigade or the record of the Iron Fist regiment?" As Qin Chuan thought, Fan Tianlei knew what Qin Chuan wanted to do after hearing Qin Chuan's question.

As an extreme enthusiast, nothing can be more interesting and exciting than challenging various extremes.

"Everything is OK. As long as it is a record, I want to break it." Qin Chuan replied lightly.

"Hahaha, good! Not bad! Not bad! Unexpectedly, a new recruit dared to threaten to break the shooting record of my Wolf Tooth Special Forces Brigade. Do you believe it?"

Fan Tianlei asked with a loud laugh.

Amid the laughter, there was a little arrogance and overestimation of Qin Chuan.

Although because of Qin Chuan's social experience and education, Fan Tianlei is very particular about him. However, Fan Tianlei absolutely does not believe that Qin Chuan has the shooting ability to break the wolf teeth special combat brigade!

As soon as Fan Tianlei said this, the soldiers present naturally looked disbelief and looked at Qin Chuan with a sarcastic look on their faces, posing for his arrogance!

The Wolf Fang Special Forces Brigade, but the special forces of the group army are so powerful that any one of them can destroy the soldiers of the front-line troops!

Qin Chuan, a new recruit, actually wanted to break the shooting record of Wolf Teeth. What a joke?

"I won't tell you the specific data record for now, I'm afraid it will scare you!"

Fan Tianlei looked at Qin Chuan with a sneer, "I just want to run away before I learned to leave! When I join the army, I still need to be down-to-earth and take one step at a time! Do you understand?"

"I understand." Qin Chuan rolled his eyes in his heart, and he was too lazy to pull it off with Fan Tianlei. This guy was full of bad water. Even if he said it, it would be difficult for Qin Chuan to be sure whether what he said was true or false.

Anyway, I will do my best to achieve the best results later.

Fan Tianlei looked at Qin Chuan deeply, then looked at Chen Shanming.

Chen Shanming understood, walked up and shouted: "Accurate shooting at the 200-meter lieutenant position, chest ring target, ten bullets, shooting time, one minute. Now, the competition personnel, the target trench target personnel, start preparing!"

Sixteen contestants started to press the bullets and then prepared in a lie-down position.

At this time, the target trench is also ready.

"Everyone is ready and can start shooting!"

After Chen Shanming finished speaking, he heard sixteen people pulling bolts and loading bullets.

This is not the first time Qin Chuan has used a 95 rifle to shoot a target.

Although he used the old-fashioned rifle when he was playing shooting in society, and now he used the 95-type, this does not hinder his shooting talent.

As long as he wants to shoot the target with a 200-meter chest ring, he is confident that he will not rely on the help of the system and will shoot a hundred rings!

However, he was not satisfied with this. Moreover, since He Chenguang could cast a hundred rings in two hundred meters, then Langya's special forces could definitely do it!

If you want to surpass the limit of this hundred rings, you have to make the bullet holes of the ten rounds closer to the center dot of the ten rings more densely, and even let more than two bullets hit the same bullet hole!

After Qin Chuan fell down, he began to aim at the chest ring target two hundred meters away with his accurate heart.

From a precise perspective, the chest ring target is only the size of a football, while the ten rings are only half a fist, so blurred that it is not clear. It is very difficult to hit.

At this time, someone had already shot.

Qin Chuan was not in a hurry, he kept breathing, his eyes were like eagles.

At the same time, he began to activate the "Radar Shooting Assist System" skill.

For a moment, everything wherever my eyes went became clear and clear. I could only see the ten chest rings two hundred meters away by looking at the chest rings and ten rings two hundred meters away.

But now, the breast ring target has become very clear, as if it is just in front of him.

At this time, through the rapid calculation of this system skill, all environmental data that affects the ballistics at this time quickly appeared in his mind.

Wind speed, wind direction, temperature, air humidity, center of gravity, etc. When the bullet cuts through the airflow and reaches the target, how much does the ballistic height drop and how much should it be pressed up.

Any data that causes ballistic deviation is clearly and specifically imprinted in Qin Chuan's mind.

Soldiers who have studied shooting all know that when shooting at a distance of two hundred meters, the ballistics have already shown corresponding deviations, and the ballistic deviation distance must be calculated.

To make the calculation accurate, it takes a long time of training and countless drills to calculate.

After all, no one is awesome. Once a person lies here, he can immediately calculate data such as wind speed, temperature, and humidity based on his body senses alone.

Even special snipers cannot guarantee that every factor is calculated accurately without any deviation.

But Qin Chuan's "radar shooting assistance system" can do it.

Bang!

Bang!

...

The other contestants started shooting one by one.

Only Qin Chuan lay there motionless.

No breathing, no heartbeat.

"What is he doing? Twenty seconds have passed, why haven't he shot yet?"

Fan Tianlei, Chen Shanming, Gong Jian and others were confused when they saw Qin Chuan motionless.

"No. 5, didn't you say that this kid is a national pistol and rifle shooting champion in society? Even if he can reach that level in society, even if he uses the military gun and shooting results, he will not be much worse? Could it be that his social experience is fake?" Chen Shanming asked with a frown slightly.

"No, such a large-scale event is definitely not fake." Fan Tianlei shook his head slightly, "Wait a minute, maybe he is still calculating the aim."

"Bang!"

Finally, with twenty seconds left, Qin Chuan finally pulled the trigger.
Chapter completed!