Shocking. An 800-meter moving target was unheard of and unheard of.
Tsk!
What kind of joke was this?
Are you sure this thing can hit?
Moving targets, or more precisely, moving hostage targets, were commonly seen in the training of the WJ counter-terrorism forces. They were used to train the comprehensive reaction ability, psychological stability, and actual shooting skills of the special forces members in the process of close-range shooting.
Attention!
He had to emphasize the words "close-range shooting".
What did he mean?
The assault tactics of the CQQ or CSSS were the product of street fighting and indoor melee.
Close range meant that the shooter was no more than 25 meters away from the target with a pistol or rifle.
Now that the distance had been shortened to 800 meters, the sniper would only have one to two seconds to aim from the moment the target appeared to the moment it disappeared.
Haha!
This was harder than hitting a coin in the 800m sprint.
The two officers and one sergeant were shocked, their mouths wide open.
Who could hit it?
Nonsense!
The eyes of the talented people in the queue almost popped out of their sockets, and their lips were dry.
As Fang Zhan's comrade for two years, he was the most direct competitor.
He knew the private too well.
He was never a person who shot without thinking.
If he didn't have absolute confidence in the subject of the competition, he wouldn't have suggested it.
" 800m three-second dodge target!"
"Is the difference between him and me that big?”
"Impossible, there's no way he can do it."
Fang Zhan received the title of Soldier King of the 702nd Regiment and Gun King of the T division, but it did not affect Cheng Cai.
Instead, it aroused his will to compete.
However, an 800-meter three-second dodge target!!
The gap was like a natural chasm that made people fearful.
Cheng Cai frowned deeply, his heart filled with doubt and fear.
Suddenly, a voice rang out.
"Battlefield Snipers are awesome. They dare to provoke Brother Fang.”
Liu Qiang mocked.
His words attracted the attention of the other units.
"First Lieutenant, you mean that the private can hit a target 800 meters away in three seconds?”Another officer from the 547th Armored Regiment of Division P asked.
Liu Qiang looked at the officer as if he was looking at a fool.
Saying that Soldier King Fang Zhan was a gigolo.
He had never been beaten up in the wild.
"Your pretty boy can kill nine special forces soldiers in a drill?”
His words were earth-shattering.
"What?!" The officer who asked the question was shocked and had a look of disbelief."Defeat nine special forces soldiers in the exercise?”
Liu Qiang nodded proudly.
"Wait, Lieutenant, you just called him Brother Fang.”The other officer hesitated.
"That's right. Brother Fang from the 702nd Regiment was ruthless and reasonable.”
There were indeed many reasons.
Once, he was the one who had been trained like a dog by a superior soldier.
Sour and refreshing.
The scene of the mountain exercise was still vivid in his mind.
It was as if it had happened yesterday.
First Lieutenant Liu Qiang felt a twisted happiness in his heart.
Fortunately, he was no longer that stupid dog who had no eyes.
He was now Brother Fang's number one supporter.
The trained snipers looked at each other.
"Ahem, I heard that there's a genius in your T division. He ranked first in sniping for two consecutive seasons and first in overall results for the third season.”
Cheng Cai looked straight ahead and gritted his teeth."It's him, Fang Zhan!"
It was confirmed!
The strongest single soldier of a T division was a first-class soldier!
The best sniper in a T division was a first-class soldier!
The other divisions 'chins almost hit their feet.
As the trump card of Army A, the T masters were usually ranked first, and the army would be in the top three. Therefore, the results of the T master assessment were naturally valued by the top of each division.
Most people knew that the top overall score of the T division was a soldier named Fang Zhan.
However, no one knew that Fang Zhan was a first-class soldier.
The formation was in an uproar.
The arrogant soldier had a complicated mentality.
"I'm convinced. The strategic quick-reaction division is number one. They're indeed not weaker than the big shots of the military teams.”
"So what if he's the first place in the assessment? So he's the big shot who killed nine Old As during the drill.”The trainees of the Military Reconnaissance Battalion sounded excited.
The Ace Army's reconnaissance battalion knew the special forces very well.
He had killed nine Old As with a single sniper rifle.
Special Forces, Vicious Emperor.
"But even so, it's still too difficult to hit the dodge target from 800 meters away.”the officer said hesitantly.
"We'll know when the results come out.”
.......
Captain Zhao Zhi entered the sniper position.
He tried his best to control his breathing and emotions.
At 800 meters, the target suddenly appeared.
Three seconds.
It flashed by.
F * ck!
Not only did he dodge, but he was also a f * cking moving target.
He didn't even have the chance to pull the trigger.
Zhao Zhi stood up angrily.
"This is not scientific. No one can do it.”
The corners of Fang Zhan's mouth curled up.
"Unscientific? Just because you can't do it doesn't mean others can't. Do you know the world rapid fire pistol record? Do you know the rapid-fire rifle record? Do you know the rapid-fire sniper record? Captain rookie, watch carefully."
After saying that.
Fang Zhan immediately entered the sniper position and lay on the ground.
Kacha!
Violent Force loaded the gun manually.
The gun relied on the tripod and shoulders to form a stable mechanical classic posture.
In the next second, his breathing stopped, his heart slowed down, and his gaze was as cold as a hunting falcon's.
Target direction: 12 points, movement speed: 2 m/s, appearance time: 3 seconds, distance: 800, wind speed: 4, temperature: 22, humidity: 41.
The secret position adjustment was completed.
A moving target appeared.
Predict Fire.
Peng!
With a crisp sniper rifle sound, the violent 7.62mm bullet instantly crossed the distance and accurately hit the robber who was only half exposed behind the hostage.
The target shattered.
There was a collective uproar!
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