Good boy!

Good boy!

Good boy!

Seeing that He Chenguang actually made a hundred rings, Gong Jian was so excited.

In any case, He Chenguang must be brought to the Fourth Company of the Sharpshooter, and He Chenguang must be taken to the Fourth Company of the Sharpshooter!

The Fourth Company of the Sharp Gunners gathered the best sharpshooters in the entire Iron Fist regiment. Now, as the company commander of the recruit company, he can be said to be the first to get the moon. If He Chenguang is not brought to the Fourth Company of the Sharp Gunners, he would be sorry for his job as the Company Commander of the Recruit Company.

"He Chenguang!"

"arrive!"

"One Hundred Rings, very good."

"I think it's pretty good to report to the company commander."

Ten bullets and one hundred rings, He Chenguang was also very satisfied with this achievement.

His dream since childhood was to be a sniper like his father.

As a sniper, if you can't even hit ten rings at a distance of just 400 meters, you can still be a sniper?

What is a sniper!

The bullet is shot without any effort, and one blow is fatal, so you will never give yourself a chance to make up for the second shot!

This is the basic quality of an excellent sniper!

"My God, Chenguang, you actually got a hundred rings. Chenguang, you are so amazing!"

"A hundred rings?"

When Li Erniu heard that He Chenguang had actually fought a hundred rings, he was happy, while Wang Yanbing was a little disappointed.

Originally, Wang Yanbing planned to compete with He Chenguang for marksmanship. He thought that in terms of marksmanship, he also compared with He Chenguang some.

Unexpectedly, good guy, this guy came up and did a hundred things.

"Li Erniu, you are not bad, Seventy-Eighth Rings."

Gong Jian looked at Li Erniu's target, and ten bullets and seventy-eight rings were already very outstanding.

It was a good idea to get on the target for the first time. Many new recruits were empty, and many of them were more than ten, twenty, and thirty.

Li Erniu hit seventy-eight rings with ten bullets. From this, it seems that Li Erniu has some great talent in shooting. If you train it carefully, you may not be unable to serve as a sniper in the future.

"Hehe... Company Commander, I'm still far from it."

"Keep working hard, I'm optimistic about you, you have the potential to be a sniper."

"Company Commander, is it really? Can I be a sniper?"

"Working hard may not be possible."

"Report to the company commander, I must work hard!"

Ten bullets hit seventy-eight rings, and Gong Jian actually praised him for his potential as a sniper, and Li Erniule's face was filled with laughter.

He knows that he doesn't have much talent in shooting.

He really never thought about snipers or something.

"Oh, Ninety-Seventh Ring Road, Wang Yanbing, did you fight?"

"Report to the company commander, I've killed it."

"Wang Yanbing, it's not bad. He actually fought the Ninety-Seven Ring Road."

"Report to the company commander, I have loved to play slingshots since I was a child."

"You can practice such a good marksmanship when playing a slingshot. Wang Yanbing, your talent is amazing."

First, He Chenguang fired out a hundred rings with ten bullets, and then Wang Yanbing fired out a ninety-seven rings with ten bullets.

There were suddenly two good seedlings of excellent snipers!

Is God so kind to him?

Not everyone can be a sniper, being a sniper requires talent.

Unexpectedly, two such excellent sniper seedlings suddenly appeared.

"Yanbing, you actually fought the Ninety-Seven Ring Road, you're so amazing Yanbing."

"Ninety-seventh Ring Road, Comrade Wang, OK."

He Chenguang was quite surprised when he heard that Wang Yanbing had actually fought the Ninety-Seven Ring Road. He didn't expect that Wang Yanbing's shooting results would be so good.

His ability to play a hundred rings is inseparable from his talent and his own efforts.

Wang Yanbing actually learned his good shooting skills and his talent in shooting since he was a child. He seemed to be comparable to his.

"Oh... It's a pity..." At this moment, Lao Hei sighed in disappointment.

Eighty-eight rings.

Ming Yaozu's final shooting training results.

The first shot of Ming Yaozu hit the center of the target, giving Lao Hei a huge surprise.

However, after ten bullets were fired, Ming Yaozu's achievements were finally frozen at the Eighty-Eighth Ring.

Seven ten rings, three six rings.

"Eighty-eight rings, not bad." Gong Jian raised his telescope and took a look.

Among all the recruits, Ming Yaozu's shooting training score is the third best.

However, compared to Wang Yanbing and He Chenguang, it is still a little worse.

It is true that in other training events, Mingyaozu has firmly ranked first in the recruit company.

However, if you want to join the best company of the Iron Fist Corps, the fourth company of the sharpshooter, Ming Yaozu's score is still a bit interesting.

In the new recruit company, it seems that there is only Wang Yanbing and He Chenguang who entered the fourth company of the Sharp Gunners.

"Oh, I missed again." Ming Yaozu shook his head and stood up from the ground.

The result of the 88th Ring Road was naturally made on purpose.

At first he wanted to hit the bullseye with a gun, and a ten-star bead came out.

Later I thought about it and it was too high-profile and it did not fit his low-key and introverted temperament at all.

This is all nonsense.

Ming Yaozu knew that the Fourth Company of the Sharp Gunners was the best company of the Iron Fist Corps. There was only one condition to join the Fourth Company of the Sharp Gunners, and it was extraordinary shooting skills.

He doesn't care whether to go to the Fourth Company of the Sharpshooter.

So, just shoot a few shots.

"Mingyaozu, what's wrong with you?" Lao Hei always felt that this was not Mingyaozu's true strength, and this kid definitely did it on purpose.

"Report to the squad leader, I was just a blind cat and hit a dead mouse at the first few shots. It was pure luck. The next three shots are my real strength."

"You boy, are you deliberately hiding your weakness?"

"Squad leader, how is it possible? As the saying goes, no one is perfect. Maybe my previous performance made you have too high expectations for me. Squad leader, I am a human, not a god."

“It makes sense.”

Lao Hei pondered for a while and nodded.

Perhaps as Ming Yaozu said, because of the previous training, he had an illusion about Ming Yaozu, so Ming Yaozu did not get full marks in this shooting training, so he felt something was wrong.

"Eighty-Eight Rings, it's not right, Yaozu, you did it on purpose."

He Chenguang didn't believe that Mingyaozu had only eighty-eight rings. He borrowed a telescope from Lao Hei's squad leader and saw that it was really eighty-eight rings.

"I'm just trying to make a fuck. Just this result was learned from my little brother Yanbing, who took me to hit someone with a slingshot."

"Yaozu, your grades are better than me. I only got seventy-eight rings, and you have ten more rings than me."

"Okay, everyone obeys the command and gather!" After everyone finished shooting, Lao Hei asked the new recruits to gather.

After gathering, the company commander of the recruit company Gong Jian commented on the live-fire training, and emphasized the praise of Wang Yanbing from the 97th Ring Road and He Chenguang from the 100th Ring Road. By the way, he also mentioned Mingyaozu and Li Erniu who beat the new recruits well.

Then the recruit company left the shooting field and returned to the training field to continue practicing.
Chapter completed!