The Ultimate Instructor of the Special Forces
17 I heard that you hit the target at 1200 meters?

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"Target reporting!"

"Target No. 1, nine shots, 65 rings. Target No. 2, ten shots, 72 rings. Target No. 3, eight shots, 57 rings. Target No. 4, ten shots, 78 rings. Target No. 5, seven shots, 48 rings.”

Fang Heng shook his head, his expression unsightly." Thirty bullets can't even hit the 200-point mark, and there's even a miss. How embarrassing, how embarrassing. This is China's Soldier King. The current Soldier King's standard is really too bad!”

In fact, for more than 25 out of 30 shots to hit the chest ring target, it was already an amazing shot by Song Kaifei and An Ran. There was a huge difference between 30 rapid shots per minute and 5 or even 10 shots per minute.

However, the group of Weapon Kings remained silent in the face of Fang Heng's mockery.

Perhaps they had already expected this. The previous two surprises were already big enough. They just wanted to see how far Fang Heng could go.

With the miracle of 30 bullets in one hole, even if Fang Heng scored a 300-point slam, they wouldn't be too shocked. Fang Heng's 200-meter rapid fire was already a god-like result.

Therefore, even if Song Kaifei and An Ran managed to achieve such a result with a light machine gun at a distance of 400 meters, anyone would praise them as well-deserved Soldier Kings. However, when it came to Fang Heng, it became a huge loss of face. Instead, they had a trace of anticipation in their hearts, looking forward to Fang Heng's results.

Fang Heng walked forward." Let Comrade Yunque call the start."”

Fan Tianlei was in high spirits. The rifle had already fired multiple rounds. It was impossible for a light machine gun to shoot at such a high level. At a distance of 400 meters, the humidity had already affected the speed of the bullets. The trajectory of the next bullet would definitely have a slight change from the previous one. He wanted to see what kind of amazing results Fang Heng could produce.

"Lying down to load the bullets!"

Fang Heng swiftly lay down and replaced his bullets before he started shooting.

"Da, da da." He kept shooting at short intervals, but the frequency was very fast.

Fang Heng's prone position was perfect, and his expression was extremely focused. After shooting a target, he quickly turned the machine gun around.

In less than a minute, he had finished firing.

"Target reporting!"

"Target No. 1, nine shots, 90 rings. Target No. 2, 11 shots, 110 rings. Target No. 3, 10 shots, 100 rings!”A surprised voice came from the walkie-talkie.

Fang Heng was a man, not a god. He could not fire multiple bullets at once with a light machine gun. However, he was able to achieve such a result at a distance of 400 meters. He had become a legend in the hearts of the soldiers.

When they heard this result, the group of Weapon Kings felt the gap between them and the other party.

The rifle was a godlike shot, the light machine gun was still a godlike shot, and the remaining sniper rifle subjects, even the few soldier king snipers were not confident.

The 13 Soldier Kings who were able to become the elite members of the Wolf Fang Special Combat Brigade were all top-notch in terms of combat quality. In terms of overall ability, perhaps only the troops under Chief Lin could compare to them.

The four snipers could also get a good ranking in the All-Army Special Sniper Competition.

Now that they were facing Fang Heng, whose strength was unknown, the four Soldier Kings were a little nervous.

"He Chenguang, Wang Yanbing, Shen Lanni, Ye Cunxin, go.”

"As a good sniper, there's no point in shooting a fixed target. Let's try a moving target.”Fang Heng smiled.

At a distance of 800 meters, hitting a moving target was a test of the Soldier King's strength.

Wind direction, wind speed, air humidity, environmental temperature, and the type of firearm all affected the trajectory. Sometimes, even if the data was correct, it might not be 100% accurate.

Those who could accurately hit a fixed target within 500 meters were already elite snipers of the special forces. Talents in the special forces would be fought over wherever they were placed.

And hitting a moving target at 800 meters was more than one level higher.

800 meters was the effective shooting limit of a conventional sniper rifle. There would be a considerable deviation in the trajectory, which required the sniper's own correction.

It was equivalent to letting the three special forces kings challenge the extreme difficulty.

Everyone held their breath and waited. Even if they were not snipers, the group of soldier kings knew how difficult this condition was.

Three targets, three different vehicles with different plates.

"Wang Yanbing, take Car 1, Shen Lanni, take Car 2, and Ye Cunxin, take Car 3. Don't let me down, Soldier King.”Fang Heng was smiling, but he was indirectly increasing the pressure on these people.

He Chenguang stood at the side in confusion." Report!”

"Speak."

"Why can't I go with them?”He Chenguang shouted.

"Oh, I heard that you've set the record of hitting a moving target at 1200 meters twice, so I want to compete with you alone.”Fang Heng explained.

Take He Chenguang's Sniper 88 as an example. It had an effective range of 800 and a maximum range. As long as there were no obstacles along the way, the bullet could travel a few kilometers. However, it was meaningless because the trajectory deviation would be very large after 800 meters and would be difficult to correct. The weather one kilometer away might also be different from the sniper's location.

Therefore, in order to hit the target at a distance of 1200 meters, the sniper needed some luck in addition to his own conditions. He had to pray that the weather, wind speed, and other environments one kilometer away were no different from where he was. The slightest difference could cause him to miss the target.

For He Chenguang to be able to hit the target twice, he must have been lucky.

Hearing Fang Heng's words, the group of Weapon Kings could not help but look at him.

Even Wang Yanbing knew that he had no confidence in hitting a moving target at 1200 meters, so he naturally wouldn't protest.

Next, it was time for the three Soldier Kings to perform.

"Begin!"

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