The Depressed Wang Yanbing
"Fifteen seven-ringed, ten eight-ringed, and five nine-ringed!”
"Er Niu, you did well."
The black squad leader was very satisfied with Li Erniu's results.
After all, it was his first time playing. He couldn't be as demanding as He Chenguang. Li Erniu's results were considered excellent among the recruits.
If the requirements were higher, it would be a little difficult for him.
Gong Jian also nodded his head in satisfaction. Li Erniu's shooting talent was not bad. He could achieve such a result on his first try. If he trained him a little more, he would definitely become a sharpshooter in the future!
"Thank you for your compliment, class monitor, hehe."
Li Erniu smiled happily after getting the black squad leader's approval.
Pa, pa, pa!
Applause sounded, and many recruits cast envious gazes. Although they were not as good as He Chenguang, they had already played very well. At least, most of them could not achieve this result.
"Brother Erniu is doing well, much better than me.”
"Not only is it not bad, it's already very good. At least many of us can't fight like this!”
"Yes, but compared to He Chenguang, it's a little overshadowed.”
"You can't compare Brother Erniu's first shooting practice to He Chenguang. Who can compare to him?”
"Comparing Brother Erniu to He Chenguang, isn't this the difference between a Bronze and a King? There's no comparison at all. I'm guessing that in our recruit company, He Chenguang's marksmanship is definitely the best!”
"Ten rings, ten rings!”
"That might not be true. Don't forget that there was still Comrade Lin. Comrade Lin had always been above He Chenguang in the past!”
"Forget it. He Chenguang already said that he has been practicing shooting since he was young. It is undeniable that Comrade Lin is much better than He Chenguang in other subjects, but he must have never practiced shooting before. He Chenguang is amazing at shooting.”
"I agree. Although I also admire Comrade Lin, He Chenguang's performance this time was awesome. Is it so difficult to admit that he's outstanding?”
“......”
"Quiet, quiet!"
Looking at the recruits who were discussing animatedly below, Gong Jian glared at them. The recruits who were discussing animatedly instantly fell silent.
"Next up is the third row.”
Wang Yanbing looked gloomily at He Chenguang, who was standing in front of Li Erniu. He clenched his fists tightly. He Chenguang, I won't lose!
"Get ready to lie down!"
Wang Yanbing came to her corresponding shooting position and quickly got into a standard prone position.
"Let the shooting practice begin!"
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
As soon as the black squad leader finished speaking, a series of gunshots sounded again.
Wang Yanbing was fully focused. Her right eye stared at the red dot of the target 100 meters in front of her through the red dot scope of the Type 95 automatic rifle.
In the end, when the feeling hit her, Wang Yanbing pulled the trigger heavily!
Suddenly!
The first shot, ten rings!
Wang Yanbing smiled. He was very satisfied with the results of the first round.
Wang Yanbing continued to shoot.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Three more shots rang out, ten rings, ten rings, and the last shot missed, nine rings.
Seeing this, Wang Yanbing frowned and felt depressed.
If he missed, he would lose the entire game!
No matter how he fought later, he was destined to lose to He Chenguang.
In the end, he was still a little lacking.
Although he had liked to shoot slingshots since he was young, he had never received professional shooting training. On the other hand, He Chenguang had been influenced by his grandfather since he was young.
It was not something that Wang Yanbing, who had self-taught herself, could compare to.
With a depressed mood, Wang Yanbing's performance was a little lacking. A person's mood could affect the performance of their strength.
A few minutes later, the recruits in the third row had also finished firing their bullets. Gong Jian and the old black squad leader checked the results of each recruit's shooting practice as usual.
Just like the previous two times, most of the recruits did not have good results. They either missed the target completely or only managed to shoot a few shots with six or seven rings. There were also one or two who managed to shoot well and only managed to shoot a few shots with eight rings. The rest were a little unsatisfactory.
In the end, Gong Jian and the black squad leader came to Wang Yan's shooting position. To be honest, they had high expectations for Wang Yanbing. After all, if even Li Erniu could achieve good results, Wang Yanbing definitely wouldn't be too bad.
"Ten shots with ten rings, fifteen shots with nine rings, five shots with eight rings!”
"You played very well!"
When the old black squad leader reported Wang Yanbing's shooting results, the recruits below once again erupted into a round of applause!
"Awesome! Wang Yanbing was also awesome! This result should be below He Chenguang and above everyone else!”
"Isn't this nonsense? He didn't expect Wang Yanbing's marksmanship to be so good. This was unexpected!”
"It's a pity that he's still a bit weaker than He Chenguang. However, Wang Yanbing's comrade is also very powerful. He could fight like this on his first try. I might not be able to fight at Wang Yanbing's level even after a year of training.”
"Sigh, it's mainly because there's He Chenguang ahead. No matter how good the others are, they're overshadowed by He Chenguang.”
"Yeah, no one can surpass He Chenguang's results.”
Although the recruits were all praising Wang Yanbing's marksmanship, Wang Yanbing, who was involved in the matter, frowned and looked unhappy.
It could be seen that he was not satisfied with his results.
He was even very disappointed!
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