Special Forces Soldier: What? Fan Tianlei is actually my nephew?
25 Gong Jian used his unique skill

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Everyone in the first class lay down and held their guns according to the prone position they had been training for the past two days.

Li Erniu, Wang Yanbing, and the others were both nervous and excited. Their hands were even trembling slightly.

This was their first time shooting.

He couldn't help but feel nervous.

However, they were filled with anticipation for the results they were about to achieve.

He Chenguang smiled.

He had come to the military camp many times when he was young and had played with all kinds of firearms.

He had even hit this kind of 100-meter fixed target countless times.

After the shooting, his results would definitely surprise everyone.

Fan Qiu's expression was calm.

It was also his first time shooting.

However, in the information he had absorbed, he had hit all kinds of targets countless times.

Now that he was facing the shooting range, he felt nothing.

There were no ripples in the ancient well.

" Target's circular target. Shoot at will!"

Seeing that everyone was ready, Blackie gave the order.

Da! Da! Da!

Immediately, a series of gunshots rang out on the shooting range.

Everyone in Class One pulled the trigger one after another. The muzzles of the ten steel guns kept spitting flames as they shot into the distance.

Old Hei and Gong Jian raised their binoculars and observed their targets.

"Target No. 1 missed. It's normal.”

"Five, okay, four rings. Not bad.”

"Target No. 8, 10 points."

Gong Jian put down his binoculars and looked down at He Chenguang.

As expected of the grandson of the former deputy commander of the military region.

He evaluated in his heart and turned to the other targets.

"Target number 9, 9 points."

Gong Jian was pleasantly surprised.

When he was looking at the person just now, he had already memorized the location.

Target number 9 was Wang Yanbing's target.

To be able to score nine points on his first shot, he was definitely a potential sharpshooter worth nurturing.

Finally, he looked at Fan Qiu's target.

Five bullet holes had been shot into the red area in the middle of the target.

Then six, then seven.

In the blink of an eye, 10 holes were made in the 10th circle of the red heart.

"Rapid fire!"

Gong Jian looked at Fan Qiu in surprise.

This kid must be a devil.

He dared to play like this on his first shot?

Rapid fire, as the name implied, was rapid shooting.

However, once the shooting speed increased, the recoil and other factors would increase, and the accuracy of the shot would decrease significantly.

For the elite Sharpshooters of the Fourth Company, they would need to go through a lot of difficult training before they could achieve 10 points in each shot.

He didn't expect Fan Qiu to be able to achieve a 100% accuracy rate with his first shot. Moreover, his speed was faster than the elites he had brought.

It was comparable to the continuous firing of an automatic rifle.

He looked up and saw Old Hei looking at Fan Qiu in surprise.

Obviously, he was also shocked by Fan Qiu's results.

"Is he still human?"

Uncle Ho was puzzled.

How could there be such a monster in his class?

It was ridiculously strong!

"Stand up!"

The gunshots were silent for a long time before Blackie reacted and got everyone to stand up.

"Target reporting!"

Blackie shouted into the distance.

There was another moment of silence, followed by a shout from afar.‘

"Target No. 1, 37 points."

" Target No. 2, 28 points."

" Target No. 3, 57 points."

……

"Target number 7, 74 points."

Hearing this, the recruits in the rear had an idea.

It was not easy to shoot for the first time.

The 10 points were not as simple as he had imagined.

Just as he was thinking about this.

Suddenly, a high figure was reported.

" Target No. 8, 100 points!"

Instantly.

The recruits widened their eyes.

However, the target reporting continued.

"Target number 9, 99 points!"

"Target No. 10, 100 points!"

Three consecutive numbers shocked the recruits speechless.

He even had an illusion.

Isn't a fixed target of 100 meters easy?

The sharpshooter soldiers of the 4th Company standing at the front were also a little surprised.

If it was a soldier from the 4th Company of Sharpshooters or a veteran who had been fed enough bullets, it would not be surprising for him to achieve such a result.

But they knew.

These people were all recruits this year. This was also the recruits 'first target practice.

To be able to achieve such a result was unexpected.

Moreover, judging from the gunshots just now, there was someone who was shooting at a high speed?

"Have you played with guns before?"

Gong Jian walked up to Fan Qiu and the others and asked curiously.

"Reporting, when I was young, I followed my grandfather and fought in the military camp.”

He Chenguang said honestly.

"Sir, the stall I set up before was a gun shop.”

Wang Yanbing said in a deep voice.

He was originally quite happy.

Shooting was his forte, and he thought that he would be able to amaze everyone here.

He did not expect the two people beside him to be even more ferocious.

Two 100 points.

It instantly suppressed his 99 points.

"Report, I haven't played it."

Fan Qiu said with a straight face,""I just read military magazines when I have nothing to do and learned a little from them.”

He had played with toy guns before, but how could they compare to real guns?

He might as well just say that he had never played it.

He wanted Gong Jian and the others to blame it on his talent.

"Alright then."

Gong Jian didn't want to get to the bottom of it, so he turned to Old Hei."Next group."

"Return to the team, in front of the second class."

Old Hei shouted and walked to the side with Gong Jian.

The second class was watched by the second class monitor, so he did not need to direct them from the side.

The most important thing now was what to do with Fan Qiu?

Previously, they had thought that they would be able to suppress Fan Qiu during shooting practice.

Now, it seemed that they were too optimistic.

Fan Qiu was still the same Fan Qiu. He was not easy to deal with.

"What do we do now? Let the infantry continue their performance?"

Blackie looked at the Sharpshooter Company and asked.

"Don't."

"Let's cancel the previous performances." Gong Jian sighed.”

The performance in front was nothing more than a shooting practice, letting the recruits experience the strength of a sharpshooter to hit the target.

Using this to increase the recruits 'interest in shooting training was still fine, but it was completely insufficient to suppress Fan Qiu.

The rapid-fire skills that Fan Qiu had just displayed were even better than their performance.

"Let Old Eighth go up and shoot from a long distance!”

Gong Jian frowned and thought for a while before giving an idea.

Ultra-long-range shooting was to hit and injure the target outside the effective range of the gun.

This was not something that ordinary people could do.

Sharpshooters in four companies, only three people could do it.

He didn't believe that this move wouldn't shock Fan Qiu.

"Good!"

Blackie nodded.

Gong Jian had already used his ultimate move. At the moment, they couldn't think of a better way.

"I'll go and inform them now.”

Old Hei quickly walked to the infantry squad and told them about the decision.

After the other classes finished shooting, he stood in front of the team and shouted.

"Alright, your wishes have been fulfilled. Next, let the expert show you a little.”

He said this casually, as if what the other party was about to show was a very simple technique.

"Eighth Brother, show them what you got!"

"Yes, sir!"

Old Eighth, who was wearing a ghillie suit and holding an 88-caliber sniper rifle, stepped forward and walked out of the formation.

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