For many troops, live ammunition shooting is a grand event, but for the Seventh Company, live ammunition shooting is no longer a rare thing. Many troops shoot five or ten rounds of bullets every time they practice target, but the Seventh Company sometimes can

Make you vomit.

"I don't care whether you vomit or not! I only care about your grades!"

This is what Gao Cheng often says. He can create more shooting opportunities for the soldiers, but if you don't pass the test yourself, sorry, bullets cannot be wasted on you.

After Zheng Yingqi and Bai Tiejun practiced boarding many times, Wu Liuyi stopped the two of them and pointed in the distance: "Did you see those pits? Those are called target pits. Remember, they can't be called trenches, because trenches

They are fighting, and the only purpose of those target pits is for people to hide in them, hide from their own bullets and artillery shells, count the sound of gunfire, and then go up and report the target when they are done."

"Target report?" Bai Tiejun repeated the word.

Wu Liuyi glanced at Bai Tiejun: "Our company has a large shooting volume, but some people waste bullets, so there is a rule. I squat in the target pit to report the target, which can be regarded as saving bullets."

Bai Tiejun's face suddenly turned gloomy. The boss of the third class looked around and saw that he was the only one.

"Don't worry, newcomers will not be thrown into the adaptation period, but after the adaptation period, this rule must be abided by, so...work hard!" Wu Liuyi patted Bai Tiejun on the shoulder. Such words were unnecessary.

He told Zheng Yingqi that with Zheng Yingqi's talent in shooting, the mastermind of the trap would never get his turn.

The veterans came over with loaded magazines. After each person was given two magazines, they began to board the bus. The squad leader and squad deputy boarded and disembarked separately. Shi Jin was the first to board the bus quickly, and the others quickly rushed in one after another.

Although they were not as fast as Wu Liuyi, they still left behind the last two newcomers. Wu Liuyi was the last one to board the cabin. Following him, he rushed into the cabin door.

The sound of a door closing.

Zheng Yingqi quickly sat down on his seat, followed closely by Wu Liuyi. After Wu Liuyi sat down, Bai Tiejun was still looking for his seat in the small space stupidly, but at this time the infantry tank was already rumbling.

When it started, Bai Tiejun was unsteady but Gan Xiaoning grabbed him and pulled him to his seat.

"Boarding the bus and finding a seat must be done in a coherent manner!" Wu Liuyi emphasized amidst the rumble of walking.

From Gao Cheng's perspective, 207 started moving at least two seconds ahead of the other vehicles, only three seconds behind the previous result. Gao Cheng was quite satisfied with this result, and wondered whether 207's performance could be improved by four points each.

Five seconds...

Breaking through the limits, and breaking through again, is what the captain of the Seventh Steel Company is thinking about, and it is this spirit that allows the Seventh Steel Company to set new records one after another.

Each row of infantry fighting vehicles rumbled forward amidst the rising dust, followed by continuous gunfire and artillery fire.

Shooting is not about shooting bullets all the time, but shooting a few shots, studying the results, looking for problems, discovering problems, solving problems, and improving results. It is not like the shooting videos of foreigners that Zheng Yingqi saw before, where you just pour out ammunition.

Shooting in a harsh environment is a test of military literacy. Veterans do not dare to be careless, let alone recruits. As a vehicle commander, Shi Jin needs to constantly check the shooting performance of his subordinates at this time.

and continue to make corrections.

In such a harsh environment, everyone's shooting performance was very poor. Shi Jin patiently kept reporting corrections, but soon he discovered an abnormality in shooting on the moving tank. Zheng Yingqi could still hit the target with accurate single shots.

Although this target is larger than their daily half-length targets, it is on a moving chariot, so shooting is inherently difficult, not to mention it is in such a harsh environment.

But Zheng Yingqi was more stable than the veteran, and could still hit the target repeatedly. When firing three rounds, he could sometimes hit the target with two shots.

"This guy is really full of surprises!"

Shi Jin felt very happy.

…

Finally it was time to start eating. I managed to catch the rice. I hid on the leeward side and planned to have a big meal. However, a gust of evil wind came towards my face. Zheng Yingqi protected his rice bowl as tightly as the soldiers, but when the evil wind came, he

After the wind blew away the eggs, all the rice bowls were covered with a thick layer of ash.

The dust that has been crushed by tanks countless times has left the smell of diesel imprinted on the soul. Even if the top layer of dust is peeled off, the smell of diesel still gets into the nose and stimulates the brain.

Bai Tiejun wanted to vomit when he smelled the smell, but the veterans didn't care much. They peeled off the top layer of dust and started eating quickly. When Zheng Yingqi saw this, he also imitated the veterans and started eating without caring.

Eat up.

Gan Xiaoning ate very quickly, filling his mouth with just a few chopsticks. While chewing, he raised his head and saw Bai Tiejun staring at the rice bowl in a daze. He said unclearly: "Kuanchi, put another layer on the cloth (quickly)

Eat, if you don’t eat you will fall to the next level).”

After saying that, he looked at Zheng Yingqi again and saw that this guy was immersed in eating hard and didn't care about the dust mixed in. Gan Xiaoning muttered in his heart: Damn, they are all new recruits. How can this guy be so capable?

After the day's training, the infantry fighting vehicle was covered with a thick layer of dust. The training soldiers seemed to be fished out of the dust. Everyone looked at their comrades with a smile, and then began to pack up.

Infantry fighting vehicles and armored soldiers who have been "tired" for a day have to dress up their meal mates before it's their turn.

When the third class was cleaning the car, they saw Chengcai holding the "son" of the sniper in the third platoon and taking aim. There was only one sniper in the third platoon. This time, Chengcai was also trained as a sniper among the new recruits. Naturally, the veteran sniper was

Now that he is the master, his precious "son" 85 Sniper Chengcai also has the right to manipulate him.

In the chain of shooters, snipers (sharps) are aloof. The snipers being trained receive special care. The soldiers who can hold the gun and practice for three more classes watch the training of becoming a talent and show off their power. Look at the old man here.

Zheng Yingqi, who was packing up his infantry chariot honestly, suddenly became angry.

Cheng Yongjun, who used to look down on Zheng Yingqi, now likes to talk about Zheng Yingqi the most. Class 3 is a collective, and the hilltop has its own glory. Cheng Yongjun is such a master who cares about the hilltop. Watching the talented people practicing there, he said

: "That kid can be trained as a sniper, why can't Zheng Yingqi from our class? With that kid's shooting talent, Zheng from our class can beat him by three to five kilometers!"

Ever since Zheng Yingqi used "five kilometers" as a quantifier, people in Class 3 also liked this expression, so exciting!

Cheng Yongjun's words resonated with everyone. Gan Xiaoning poked Shi Jin: "Squad leader, please respond to the company commander and don't bully people like this!"

Shi Jin glared at Zheng Yingqi, who was looking like a normal person, and said with a rare tone of hatred:

"Do you think the company commander is to blame for this? When the company was deciding on candidates a few days ago, the company commander was the first to think of this guy, but he refused!"

Shi Jin never mentioned this, and it was the first time for the soldiers of the third squad to hear this. Their eyes widened and they stopped what they were doing. Gan Xiaoning said angrily:

"Zheng Yingqi, what kind of plane are you planning? Do you think the sniper is a cabbage? You actually refuse? Are you kidding me?"

Needless to say, the word Xiudou also came from Zheng Yingqi.

Before Zheng Yingqi could say anything, Wu Liuyi hummed and said: "This kid even said plausibly that he wanted to be a precision shooter. The company commander said at that time that our army did not have a precision shooter system, so this kid just let the company know with salivation.

The commander tried to think of a way and he made a lot of nonsense, saying that in modern infantry formations, snipers in company and platoon units are not as effective as specialized precision shooters. Anyway, the company commander was a little moved by what he said, and he is studying precision shooters."

"Vice Squad Officer Wu, what is a precision shooter?" Bai Tiejun asked blankly.

Wu Liuyi pointed at Zheng Yingqi: "Ask him!"

The whole class focused on Zheng Yingqi. Zheng Yingqi simply stopped what he was doing: "Let me give you some popular science. The precision shooters are aimed at medium and long-range targets, while the snipers are aimed at medium- and long-range targets.

As for ultra-long-distance enemies, in terms of data, precision shooters can not only use ordinary assault firepower, but also attack targets at a distance of 500 to 1,000 meters, while snipers can attack targets within 300 to 2,000 meters.

"

"Then it's better to be a sniper!" Gan Xiaoning shouted after hearing this: "Of course it's better for a sniper to shoot farther!"

"It's true that you can shoot far, but the nature of the two is different. Normally, snipers have a special team. Now it is normal to have two people as a team, which can carry out precise sniping, but precision shooters are not. Accurate.
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