Thinking of this, Lin Qingfeng didn't want to argue with them anymore. If they wanted to observe, he would let them.
Anyway, he would go to the brigade commander and try his best to get him to put Zhen Dong in his second company.
Of course, if the brigade commander didn't agree in the end, then forget it. After all, all the decisions still depended on the brigade commander.
"I won't stop you from observing. Just don't disturb me.”
Lin Changfeng said to the two of them, then said to his three platoon leaders,"Prepare to organize live ammunition shooting."
The three platoon leaders quickly went down to make arrangements.
There were only nine targets in the shooting range, and one class was assigned to each target.
The two platoon leaders carried two boxes of bullets. Two military green boxes with seals were placed next to the shooting range.
The three platoon leaders opened the boxes. There were boxes of bullets inside, and each box contained a hundred bullets.
A platoon leader opened a box and took out five bullets. After counting them, he handed them to another platoon leader beside him for confirmation.
After the platoon leader confirmed it, he would hand it over to the last platoon leader, who would distribute it to the recruits who came up to collect the bullets.
Before he issued it, he had to check it again to make sure it was five shots.
Compared to guns, the control of bullets in the army was stricter. After all, a gun without bullets was like a lump of iron.
However, if a gun was equipped with live ammunition, it would turn from an iron lump into a deadly weapon!
Even after hitting the target, they had to check the bullet shells to make sure that the retrieved shells matched the bullets that were fired.
Therefore, it was basically impossible for some recruits to collect the shells and take them home to make a necklace or something.
In the army, the control of bullets was more strict than they had imagined!
At this moment, the class leader of Squad One was ready to go on stage. His class leader gave them a final warning.
"Remember, don't be too nervous when you're shooting. After you've fired five rounds, remove the magazine and make sure there's no extra bullets in the magazine. Then pull the bolt a few more times to prevent the bullets from getting stuck in the gun.”
Obviously, they were still very worried about the recruits 'first target practice.
"Platoon 1, Squad 1, come up and collect your bullets. Each person has five bullets!”
As a platoon leader shouted, the squad leader quickly stopped chattering." Go. Remember, don't be too nervous!”
The nine of them nodded and walked to the three platoon leaders. They took the bullets and loaded them into the magazines.
The recruits were all lying down during their first target practice.
After all, compared to the standing and kneeling positions, the prone position had more support points and was more stable when fighting. There was no need to worry about being sent flying because of the recoil of the gun.
As the few of them lay down in their pits, loaded their magazines, opened the safety to single-shot mode, pulled the bolt, loaded, and aimed, everything was ready.
"Fire!" the platoon leader shouted.
The nine of them pulled the trigger almost at the same time, and gunshots rang out.
The crackling sounds were like firecrackers being set off during the New Year, but they were even more crisp than the sound of firecrackers.
After a round of shooting, the platoon leader took out his binoculars and reported the target.
After everyone's results were recorded and the nine people left the pit, someone went up to change the target paper.
However, the results of these nine people were not satisfactory. None of them had reached the passing line of 30 points. They were all in the dozen or so points, and the better ones were in the twenties.
This was also a normal situation. After all, this was the first time these recruits had come into contact with live ammunition.
Moreover, shooting with live ammunition was different from other training. The first time depended on luck and talent. Unless it was the chosen ones who were rewarded by the heavens, very few people could achieve good results on their first try.
As time passed, the row of people had already finished fighting.
The two company commanders who had come to observe also followed Lin Changfeng and paid attention to this.
"Little Ye, how is it? Is there anyone in this row that can catch your eye?”
Seventh Commander Hu Zhihu looked at Ye Qingshan teasingly.
Ye Qingshan shook his head and chuckled. He did not say anything.
Their Sharpshooter Four Successive Selection was very strict.
It was true that every sharpshooter needed countless bullets to feed them, but this didn't mean that they could feed everyone. A genius only needed 400 bullets to feed him, but an ordinary person needed 800 bullets or even more.
After weighing the pros and cons, he would naturally choose the one that only needed 400 rounds.
Sharpshooters chose people based on talent!
However, there was no talented player in this row that caught his eye.
Soon, the shooting of the second platoon squad finished. The results were also average, and there were no outstanding contestants.
After Class One came down, Class Two of Second Platoon was about to go on stage. It was Zhen Dong's class.
The three of them quickly shut up and looked at the shooting range.
After all, the purpose of this inspection was to inspect Zhen Dong!
Hu Zhihu and Ye Qingshan both knew Zhen Dong. After all, the news had spread like wildfire, so they went to the Exploration Department to request for information.
The information of the recruits was basically not confidential. As captains and company commanders, it was not a problem for them to take a look.
They had seen Zhen Dong's photo in the information, so they naturally recognized him at a glance.
Seeing that Zhen Dong was ready to shoot, the two company commanders, including Lin Changfeng, focused their attention.
After listening to the class monitor's final instructions, the nine people in the class took a deep breath and headed to the shooting range with Zhen Dong in the lead.
At this moment, not only were the three company commanders watching from afar, but even the group of recruits behind them were also watching.
Zhen Dong's reputation in the recruit company was too resounding, so resounding that they could only look up to him.
This time, would this vanguard be able to lead them in the target shooting?
Or was he like them, whose first shooting results weren't too ideal?
Everyone was watching quietly.
Zhen Dong took the bullets from the second platoon leader Gao Jie. Five 5.8mm golden yellow bullets shone with a metallic luster under the sun.
Zhen Dong took the bullet and was about to insert it into the magazine when he heard the second platoon leader, Gao Jie, whisper,
"Don't be nervous, relax. Just treat it like your usual training. The first target shooting result doesn't mean anything.”
Zhen Dong was stunned for a moment. He didn't know why the platoon leader had specially instructed him. When he was watching earlier, the platoon leader didn't say anything to the other recruits.
Then, he realized that he was excellent in all other aspects. The platoon leader was worried that he would drop the ball in shooting and cause his mentality to be unbalanced.
After all, shooting depended on one's talent. Gao Jie had seen many people who were particularly outstanding in physical fitness and training. However, when it came to live ammunition shooting, it was a hurdle that could not be overcome. Some people even lost confidence because of this.
Of course, there were also some people who were ordinary in other aspects, but they were very accurate in shooting.
In any case, no one could explain the word talent.
Zhen Dong smiled. He was a big-hearted person and was not that nervous.
Even if he lost, he would not lose confidence. At most, he would work harder next time and come again.
Moreover, he had the Firearm Proficiency skill, so he did not have to worry about losing.
What he was worried about was if he played too well and damaged the confidence of his teammates.
If anyone else could hear his thoughts, they would probably want to strangle him to death…
Soon, all nine students of Class 2 were lying down. Zhen Dong looked around and found that He Dong, Yu Jun, and the others were all a little nervous, especially He Dong. He said that he wanted to shoot, but his hands were visibly shaking.
Of course, this was not the fault of this brat, Lord Ye. It was his first time shooting, so it was inevitable that he was a little nervous.
Moreover, under the gaze of three company commanders, any recruit would be nervous.
Of course, Zhen Dong was an exception. After all, he had the ability, so there was no need to be nervous.
Zhen Dong took a deep breath and placed his hand on the trigger. He looked into the distance through the scope.
In his mind, the Firearm Proficiency skill instantly appeared, and all kinds of shooting techniques and methods were poured into it.
At this moment, he was already a sharpshooter!
With the platoon leader's whistle, the shooting began!
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