Old Hei saw Ye Xiaojing and He Chenguang's eyes and smiled,"
" The so-called reaction shooting method originated from the American Western Cowboy Shooting Game. One of them raised his hand and suddenly let go. The other person pulled out his gun, aimed, and shot before the wine glass fell to the ground. Because the falling speed was too fast, there was almost no time to aim. Generally, one could only rely on intuition.”
"Actually, it's our Chinese troops who advocate this method. He Chenguang, tell them about it.”
"Yes, sir!"
He Chenguang said excitedly,
"I heard from my grandfather that the guerrillas of that era had too many chances to meet the enemy on narrow roads. At that time, the best equipment was the shell gun. This kind of gun was easy to hide and had a large capacity. The most important thing was that it could shoot continuously. Many veterans had to grind off the crosshair in order to increase the speed of drawing their guns.”
As he spoke, he pretended to be serious.
" Quickly draw the gun, then rub it on your clothes to instantly release the safety. The gun is level, and the muzzle is pointed at the point of impact. You don't even need to aim. The target is what you see. The biggest advantage of this shooting method is that it has fast reaction time and extremely high accuracy.”
Blackie nodded and gave each recruit a gun before starting the training.
Because this design method was quite exciting, in the following days, He Chenguang, Ye Xiaojing, and the others began to enjoy the competition.
Life in the army was like this. There was a competition in everything. There was a lot of evaluation everywhere. Whether it was hygiene or running speed, there were people secretly observing them.
Li Erniu was even more obsessed with this. He would pull out his gun and shoot even in his dreams at night…
Old Hei and Gong Jian were naturally happy to let the recruits quickly adapt to this shooting method, so that they could shine in the military exercise soon, so they decided to stop a 'fast shooter' competition.
Although the name of the competition sounded strange, it did not affect the enthusiasm of the recruits at all.
Who was the fastest shooter had become the hottest topic in class. Because of this, everyone had nothing to do and would practice the action of pulling out their guns.
Ye Xiaojing was also fascinated by this. He never thought that joining the army would be so interesting.
He often practiced with everyone and observed He Chenguang and Wang Yanbing's postures to summarize how to improve their speed.
Soon, it was the day of the competition. The sun was high in the sky, and the sky was clear. Fortunately, there was no wind.
Twelve recruits came to the shooting training ground, rubbing their fists.
Gong Jian and Old Hei had personally checked, loaded, turned off the safety, and inserted the bullets into the holsters of the participants in order to prevent any accidents.
The rules were very simple. Stand on the target position with your hands raised. After hearing the command, shoot at the target position. There was no fixed way to draw the gun. You could choose freely. The results mainly depended on speed. If speed depended on who scored more rings, the chances were equal. Everyone would have one shot.
Old Hei held the stopwatch and shouted,
"Li Erniu!"
"Here!"
"Ready-begin!"
"Bang!"
Old Hei looked at his watch." 1.7 seconds. Hmm, the reaction time is not bad."”
" Report, target number 1 is off target."
"Hahahaha…"
The recruits below were extremely happy. Although they had just learned yesterday, and they might also know how to mop, it was too funny for the first person to miss the target.
Old Hei looked at Li Erniu's silly smile and his face darkened."Li Erniu, get ready for push-ups!"
Li Erniu's expression turned into one of praise. He thought to himself," Beautiful Soldier is lying to me again. He said that he would never hit a smiling person. It's useless…"
On the other side, Wang Yanbing glanced at He Chenguang.""Comrade He, I will definitely win this time. Just wait and see.”
"Hehe, Comrade Wang, let's not talk about whether you can beat me or not. Why don't you compete with Brother Jing?”
Wang Yanbing pursed her lips." You don't know this, but when Old Zhou saw Brother Jing practicing drawing his gun alone last night, his drawing speed was so fast that it was almost like a phantom."”
He Chenguang glanced at the square-faced Ol 'Zhou.""Old Zhou, is that true?"
"Of course, Brother Jing is a big shot. Do you think this is a joke? I estimate that the speed should be around one second.”
"Next, Wang Yanbing!"
"Here!"
" 1 second, 8 points, okay!"
"1.1 seconds, 7 points, not bad!”
" 1.5 seconds, miss target. Go, you were the one who laughed the most just now. Go do push-ups…"
Ye Xiaojing stood quietly in the formation, carefully watching the movements of each recruit, constantly refining his hypothesis.
After a while, He Chenguang walked back happily and looked at Ye Xiaojing excitedly.""Brother Jing, I got nine points in one second. Hehe, I can surpass you this time.”
"Haha, Chenguang did well, but I haven't gone on stage yet.”
"Ye Xiaojing!"
"Here!"
When Ye Xiaojing entered the arena, Old Hei, Gong Jian, and those standing behind him and lying on the ground all looked at him curiously.
He stood at attention and raised his hands. After hearing the order to start, he instantly lowered his arms and quickly removed the holster with his right hand.
As for how he had opened the holster, no one saw clearly.
Everyone only saw a blur before the spear flew out of its sheath and into Ye Xiaojing's hand.
He held the gun handle with three fingers, placed his index finger on the trigger, and pressed his thumb down on the safety. He quickly aimed and fired. There was no extra movement throughout the entire process, nor was there a pause.
"Bang!"
"Ye Xiaojing, 0.75 seconds, 9 points!”
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