"It's so strange. Could it be that it's a big fortune again?"

"No?"

"Who knows, I heard that when people are lucky, luck follows people. Maybe Ning Tao is such a lucky person."

The crowd talked.

"The host is still too weak now, and it is still much worse than the best results."

The Demon Fruit Tree Inheritance System is a bit contemptuous.

Ning Tao had no expression on his face, as if he had no trouble with such achievements.

"The performance of gun grouping is very good. The gun group is very fast. I wonder how you scored for shooting?"

"Wang Yanbing comes out!"

"Zhuang Yan comes out!"

"Ning Tao, leave the list..."

Captain Xiao selected thirty people from among the fifty people and entered the next round of shooting competition.

These are the best soldiers in the 128th Regiment, with accurate shooting ability.

"Just now, it was a gun assembly, and now it was a new type of firearm, plus the shooting of the moving target. Let's see who can laugh to the end."

He Zhijun was obviously not satisfied with the current situation and hoped to put pressure on him to see how much pressure Ning Tao and the others could withstand.

Fifteen days later, there will be a big competition. At that time, many excellent warriors will gather, and the challenges will be greater.

Therefore, the difficulty of this small competition must be improved. The regular training methods are repeated every day, and it may not be able to stimulate everyone's fighting spirit in a very short time and let them see their shortcomings.

Ning Tao has good plasticity, and He Zhijun hopes to see the potential in Ning Tao and other soldiers.

"We have to work hard this time."

Commander Xiao said to Wang Yanbing.

"yes!"

Wang Yanbing agreed, anxious inside.

"The old rule is to count three numbers and start."

“1!”

“2!”

“3…”

"start!"

With a command, the thirty people quickly disassembled and installed brand new guns.

This kind of gun has a lot of recoil and has undergone some adjustments.

These subtle changes are not easy to detect, but the shooting accuracy will be deviated.

While preparing, Commander Xiao passed by Brigade Commander He's instructions.

On the battlefield, a gun is the life of a soldier. After getting the gun, you must quickly become familiar with it and understand the gun in your hand as if you are familiar with yourself.

Often, many sudden accidents occur when many emergencies occur, and many unexpected accidents are unpredictable.

At this time, a little bit of deviation and omission will determine whether you can survive.

Ning Tao disassembled and assembled at a constant speed. This time, Wang Yanbing and Zhuang Yan became alert from the beginning. They tried to calm themselves, speed up assembly, and then shoot.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang……

The three people ran and shot almost at the same time.

Mobile targets are the most capable of verifying a person's shooting accuracy.

After these soldiers entered the 128th Regiment, they still lacked shooting training.

Brigade Commander He made such a request at this time, and he felt that it was a bit of a force to grow.

It was similar to what I imagined. Some of the thirty people were too nervous and shot off the target, while some had very low hit rate.

After Wang Yanbing fired the gun, he looked at the three hits on the target and smiled with satisfaction.

Because he found that Ning Tao seemed to have only one gun hole on the target.

The distance is a bit far apart, so I can only look at it for a rough look, not sure.

"It's okay, practice hard next time. You disassemble and assemble the guns very quickly, and the shooting is not bad. At least you have a 90 ring."

Zhuang Yan smiled and comforted Ning Tao.

Wang Yanbing didn't say anything, staring at Ning Tao.

"Not it? Is this guy really just lucky?"

Judging from the current performance on the target, it seems that Wang Yanbing won, but Wang Yanbing is still unclear about the facts.

"Announce the results."

He Zhijun stood aside and ordered Captain Xiao.

The target area reported the target to start reporting, "Target Area No. 1, Wang Yanbing fired three shots in total, and the three shots hit 80 rings, 90 rings, and 90 rings respectively."

"Target Zone 2, Zhuang Yan..."

“No. 3…”

All the candidates who reported to the target were finished, and Ning Tao's performance became a suspense at this time.

"Ning Tao fired three shots in the target area No. 30. There is only one 90-ring gun hole on the target!"

What!

That's all?

Just hit a 90 ring?

This is really surprising.

How could such a thing happen?

He Zhijun and Captain Xiao looked at each other, a little unbelievable.

They still have some expectations for Ning Tao, but they didn't expect such an accident to happen.

"The horse has stumbled, and the next time I work hard."

Captain Xiao said with a smile.

It is already good that Ning Tao can achieve such results when he is not familiar with guns.

He Zhijun narrowed his eyes and did not speak.

"I just said that it's still a kid Wang Yanbing? He is the top seed player of our 128th Regiment."

"Yes, Zhuang Yan is not bad either. They are very talented in shooting."

"I think Ning Tao is also very powerful. As long as he is a little more stable, he may be able to perform better."

The onlookers commented and summarized privately, hoping that it would be helpful to their subsequent training.

The game ended and everyone ended, and Ning Tao continued to train like no one was fine.

Wang Yanbing frowned, always feeling strange.

Zhuang Yan smiled and said to Wang Yanbing, "Don't be sad, I finally got my face back. Adjust yourself quickly, strengthen your training, and face the next big competition as soon as possible. That is the stage for us to show our skills."

The training was left to others, and Captain Xiao accompanied He Zhijun to leave.

He Zhijun's eyes kept paying attention to Ning Tao's files.

Suddenly, He Zhijun stopped and looked at Captain Xiao, his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something.

"Every target station in the shooting range I picked up has monitoring, and take me to the monitoring room."

"Brig Commander, you want to..."

"Come with me."

"Yes, brigade commander."

Commander Xiao followed He Zhijun to the surveillance console.

He didn't quite understand what He Zhijun was going to do.

Could it be that there are any errors in the shooting score just now?

Probably not.

These target reporters are quite professional. Besides, except for Ning Tao's shortest chance of contacting guns and shooting, the others are all shooting masters.
To be continued...