He was not in a hurry to show off his superb skills. Instead, he briefly introduced the weapon in his hand.
"The weapon in my hand is an 88-caliber sniper rifle, with a total length of 920 millimeters and an effective range of 800 meters.”
After a pause, he said the project he wanted to show.
"What I'm going to perform now is to exceed the effective range and knock down a target 800 meters away.”
After saying that, he turned around, raised his gun, and observed for a few seconds.
"The flagpole with the green flag 1000 meters away is my target.”
Fan Qiu looked up and could only vaguely see a few fluttering flags on the distant mountain top. One of them seemed to be green.
This was even after his vision had been enhanced to a certain extent.
When the others looked over, they could only vaguely see a few black dots.
Blackie asked the people at the shooting range for a few military binoculars and gave one to each class for them to watch.
Class One was a little special. There were two of them.
He Chenguang was one, and Fan Qiu was the other.
If Wang Yanbing and the rest wanted to know the result, they could only ask these two people.
After all the preparations were done, Eighth Brother walked up the slope and squatted down.
He first took a few deep breaths to adjust his emotions.
Then, Eighth Brother raised his gun and assumed a standard kneeling position.
A breeze blew past.
Eighth Brother casually picked up a handful of dust from the ground and sprinkled it down.
The dust dissipated with the wind. Old Eighth stared at the dust that had been blown away by the wind. He closed his eyes and pondered for a few seconds before putting his head back into the optical scope.
Everyone with binoculars raised their binoculars and observed the flagpole with the green flag hanging a thousand meters away.
One second, two seconds.
Ten seconds later, Eighth Brother pulled the trigger.
Bang!
The dull sound of a sniper rifle rang out, and the green flag fell to the ground.
"You really knocked him down?"
" It's true! One shot!"
"I couldn't even hit a 100-meter fixed target, but he hit a 1000-meter target.”
"You're just a new recruit. How dare you compare yourself to a professional sniper?”
"This is still beyond the effective range of a sniper rifle. I have to say, four consecutive Sharpshooters are awesome.”
A discussion broke out among the recruits.
This time, Old Hei didn't stop them. The recruits 'reaction was exactly what he wanted.
He turned his head to look at He Chenguang and Fan Qiu, and his brows gradually furrowed.
There was something wrong with these two.
He Chenguang looked excited and eager to try.
Fan Qiu's expression was calm. He did not show any emotion because of Eighth Brother's spear technique.
Gong Jian also noticed this.
He could understand He Chenguang's situation.
He had played with guns since he was young. Perhaps he wanted to challenge him and see if he could do it too.
Fan Qiu, on the other hand, did not quite understand.
There was no expression on his face.
Was he intimidated by Eighth Brother's spear technique, or did he look down on it?
"Let them go up and try."
Gong Jian frowned and pondered for two seconds. He walked to Blackie's side and said in a low voice.
"Are you sure?"
Old Hei didn't know what to do, but he wanted to find some peace of mind from Gong Jian.
"Whether it's a mule or a horse, let's take a stroll.”
Gong Jian gritted his teeth and said, I don't believe their sniping skills can surpass Eighth Brother's.”
If he could really surpass it.
There was no need for these two soldiers to train. They were natural snipers!
As for suppression, there was no need to think about it.
Even if Wolf Fang and his group came, they might not be able to suppress it.
"Good!"
Old Hei took a deep breath and walked up to He Chenguang and Fan Qiu. He smiled and asked,"Do you want to go up and try?"
"Really?"
He Chenguang grinned.
Ever since he was young, the weapon he was most familiar with and liked was the 88 sniper rifle. He knew its performance like the back of his hand.
Moreover, the skill he learned the most was also sniping!
If he really had the chance to go up, he felt that he wouldn't be any worse than Eighth Brother.
Fan Qiu didn't think of agreeing.
After his first shot, he had already understood his own level. He also knew clearly that shooting in real life was no different from the experience he had absorbed from the scene.
However, just as he was about to refuse…
Ding!
The mechanical voice of the system rang in his mind.
"Give out a mission. Promise Old Hei that you will gain an overwhelming advantage in sniper marksmanship. If you complete it, you will receive a reward.”
"Sure."
Fan Qiu agreed calmly.
There was no reason for him to refuse something that was both beneficial and effortless.
Old Hei didn't waste any time and asked the people at the shooting range to send over an 88 sniper rifle.
"Which one of you will go first?"
Old Hei glanced at He Chenguang and Fan Qiu.
"Me!"
He Chenguang said impatiently.
"Good!"
Since both of them were going to fight, Blackie didn't care who went first. He handed the 88-sniper rifle to He Chenguang.
"Good luck."
Before He Chenguang went on stage, Wang Yanbing whispered,""Do well, don't let the veterans look down on us.”
"Just wait and see."
He Chenguang smiled confidently and quickly jumped onto the slope. He squatted down where Eighth Brother was just now.
After getting into position and adjusting the accuracy of his gun according to his habit, he began to estimate the wind speed.
He pulled out a blade of grass from the side and held it in his hand. He stared at the grass and watched its swaying frequency.
Three seconds later.
He Chenguang threw Xiao Cao away and placed his head behind the optical scope.
"I want to hit the flagpole with the yellow flag.”
After saying that, he fell silent.
One second, two seconds.
Five seconds later, the dull sound rang out again.
About 200 meters behind the flagpole that was knocked down by Eighth Brother, another flagpole fell.
"Awesome!"
In the recruit company, someone who saw this scene burst out with a loud roar on the spot.
He Chenguang was so frightened that he shivered and turned to look at her.
Eighth Brother was also shocked when he saw this.
As a sniper himself, he understood how difficult it was for He Chenguang to make that shot.
If the distance was further than his, the data to be estimated at the same time and the prediction of the change in the trajectory would be several times more.
He Chenguang was convinced that he had lost!
"How far did he hit?"
Gong Jian also ran over in shock and asked the shooting range personnel standing not far away.
The shooting range personnel reported the exact number without hesitation.""1200 meters!"
Those flagpoles were inserted at a fixed distance, which was considered the range of the shooting range.
With just a glance, he could tell the distance of He Chenguang's shot.
1200 meters!
Hearing this number, Gong Jian and Old Hei became serious.
There was only one Sharpshooter in the Four Company who could do this.
The captain of the Sharpshooter Company.
The true treasure of the Iron Fist Regiment!
He did not expect He Chenguang to do it now.
It exceeded the effective range of 400 meters and still accurately killed the target.
Such a talent was definitely worthy of their careful nurturing!
"Let me do it."
Just as everyone was looking at He Chenguang in shock, Fan Qiu's calm voice suddenly sounded.
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