The bullet carried a high temperature, distorting the air and forming a spiral miniature cyclone around it.
In the next second.
The bullet flew past the top of the match, and the spinning cyclone rubbed against the red phosphorus on the head of the match.
A small wisp of flame jumped out from the top of the match like a jumping elf.
Thump!
The bullet carried a small amount of impact and hit the soil behind the match, leaving a small pit.
Everyone who saw this scene was stunned.
"What's going on?"
The recruits without binoculars asked anxiously.
Fan Qiu had already fired a long time ago. Why didn't these people say anything?
"Yeah, did the match light up or not? Say something.”
"Don't tell me you haven't found the match yet?”
"No, give me the binoculars and let me see.”
"I'm so anxious. What's the result?”
"It's burning."
One of the recruits reacted and raised his binoculars as he muttered.
"I've never seen such a thing in my life.”
Another recruit who was holding a pair of binoculars muttered.
" I can't believe it, I can't believe it."
More and more people came to their senses. However, their expressions were still dull after the shock.
"When the match was lit, I felt my heart skip a beat.”
"This is the first time I think a match looks so good when lit up.”
"A match was lit 1600 meters away. Witnessing this scene with your own eyes is enough to brag about it for a lifetime.”
"Unfortunately, I'm uncultured. I can travel the world with one sentence. Fan Qiu is awesome!”
"There's really a gap between people. It's too awesome!”
"Fan Qiu is awesome!"
The recruits 'reactions were getting more and more enthusiastic. Those who saw the match lit began to excitedly tell their comrades around them.
The descriptions were all exaggerated.
He Chenguang stood rooted to the ground with his head raised, looking at Fan Qiu who was walking down the slope.
Unlike the recruits who had never sniped before, he was already an experienced sniper.
Since young, he had received countless praises for his sniping skills.
The grandfather of the former deputy commander of the military region taught him how to use a gun, and his father, the ace sniper who died in the border, praised him as a sniper genius.
Uncle Fan Tianlei, the current Chief of Staff of the Wolf Fang Special Combat Brigade, had praised his talent in sniping.
Countless praises established his confidence and pride.
He also felt that he was a sniper genius.
He didn't care about the elite snipers of the 4th Sharpshooter Company.
But now, he realized.
There's always someone better!
Fan Qiu's sniping talent was stronger than his.
Her grasp of the gun and the calculation of the trajectory were more accurate than his.
There seemed to be an insurmountable gap between the two of them.
Wang Yanbing also stared at Fan Qiu blankly.
He also knew how to snipe and understood how difficult Fan Qiu's operation was, but he was not disappointed.
From the first day he entered the military camp, he had already understood and gotten used to the gap between him and Fan Qiu.
No matter how shocking Fan Qiu's actions were, he would not be surprised.
Old Hei and Gong Jian stood together and looked at each other. They could see the shock on each other's faces.
Lighting a match from 1600 meters away, this kind of precise calculation and control of the trajectory was terrifying.
No Sharpshooter could do that.
In the entire army's shooting records, no one could do it.
And Fan Qiu had done it!
What did this mean?
It meant that Fan Qiu's ability had far exceeded their training standards.
"There's no need to think about suppressing them in the future.”
Gong Jian said in a low voice after being stunned for a while. His tone was a little bitter.
According to the original plan, they should have called the elite sharpshooters of the Fourth Company to teach the recruits and Fan Qiu a lesson.
But now, in the field that they were best at and proud of, Fan Qiu had defeated them with just one spear.
Even without Fan Qiu and He Chenguang's shot, it was enough for the soldiers of the 4th Sharpshooter Company to practice for a long time.
Sniper Number Eight, the best marksman in the infantry squad, was the trump card for this performance. He was also staring at Fan Qiu's back with burning eyes.
If it wasn't for the fact that the occasion didn't allow it, he would have taken Fan Qiu as his master right now.
He had a feeling that if he could take this youth in front of him as his master, then his future achievements would definitely be very, very high.
" Report, shooting complete."
Fan Qiu walked up to Blackie and handed the gun to him.
Blackie took the gun and opened his mouth, wanting to say something.
He didn't know if he should say something encouraging to Fan Qiu or to warn him against arrogance and impatience.
In the end, all the words turned into one sentence: "Well done, return to the team."
"Yes, sir!"
Fan Qiu turned around and walked back to the team.
Gong Jian had already collected his emotions and walked to the team that was in the middle of a heated discussion.
"Did you enjoy yourself today?"
"It's satisfying!"
The discussion in the team stopped, and a rather unified answer came out.
Whether it was shooting with his own hands or watching the three people shoot later, it was enough to satisfy him.
" Do your best and train hard. In the future, you will be like them and never miss a shot…"
After a long speech that belonged to the instructor, the classes brought it back and continued their training.
Late at night, just after midnight.
Fan Qiu decisively initiated the lottery.
Two white lights flashed, and an 88 sniper rifle and 50 rounds of ammunition appeared in his inventory.
"System, you're going overboard. No matter how you look at it, this can only be considered a lottery draw.”
Fan Qiu argued with the system in his heart.
The first time, they gave him an 88-bullet sniper rifle without any bullets, and the second time, they gave him 50 bullets.
No matter how he thought about it, the system was cheating him of his lucky draw chance.
The system did not say a word and pretended to be dead.
At this moment, Fan Qiu heard a commotion.
He turned around and saw He Chenguang, who was wearing a green singlet and black shorts, getting off the bed and walking out.
"Don't tell me he's autistic."
Fan Qiu thought helplessly as he looked at He Chenguang's dazed expression.
During the day, He Chenguang was silent.
He was also listless during training, as if he had lost his soul.
The last time something like this happened, He Chenguang lost to him in combat.
The training lasted for a short time, and He Chenguang had returned to normal before the end of the training.
Fan Qiu sat up on the bed and thought for a few seconds before she got up and followed him out.
He only stopped when he reached the training ground.
He Chenguang sat on the parallel bars and looked up at the starry sky above his head.
Fan Qiu didn't go over to disturb him. Instead, he stood at the edge of the training ground and picked up a branch casually, playing with it in boredom.
He did not go over to comfort He Chenguang.
As the instigator, it was not appropriate for him to step forward now.
After a while, two more figures ran out.
Fan Qiu turned around and saw that it was Wang Yanbing and Li Erniu.
" We're also worried about Chenguang."
Wang Yanbing explained in a low voice and squatted down beside Fan Qiu.
Half an hour later, He Chenguang walked over. Fan Qiu was about to leave when He Chenguang called out to him.
"Stop hiding. I saw you guys a long time ago.”
Fan Qiu and the others stopped and turned to look at He Chenguang.
"I couldn't sleep at night, so I came out to look at the stars.”
Fan Qiu randomly gave a reason.
Wang Yanbing and Li Erniu nodded in agreement.
"Me too."
"Me too."
He Chenguang couldn't help but laugh when he saw his three comrades acting dumb.
"Since you're all out, don't be idle. Accompany me for a drink.”
He Chenguang said with a smile.
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