Chapter 90: The Pre-designated Successor Of Seventh Company?
“You came really fast. This is going to be tricky now.”
If it were an ordinary captain, there would be no issue coming over, but seeing Gao Cheng rushing over in a hurry, the chief of staff could only sigh inwardly with a mix of amusement and exasperation.
Gao Cheng was notorious for protecting his own and loving face, and also notorious for his background and connections.
The regiment chief of staff couldn’t afford to provoke him either!
“Regiment Commander, it’s been a long time since we ate together. The last time was at my place. Today is a rare good opportunity. How could I miss it?”
Gao Cheng was bolder and not constrained at all, even deliberately making clear his relationship with the regiment commander.
He grabbed a stool himself and sat down wherever there was an empty spot.
Then, acting as if he owned the place, he picked up three small cups, took the baijiu on the table, opened it, and poured three cups, raising his hand to signal self-penalizing with three cups to the crowd.
Gulp, gulp.
Gao Cheng had a pretty good tolerance for alcohol; he downed the three small cups effortlessly.
Afterward, he was like a nail, firmly nailed to this table, and hinted by saying, “Regiment Commander, Seventh Company has had a tough few years, and last year’s martial arts competition was even worse.
Now, we’ve finally found a suitable cadre. I want to cultivate him well, make him the successor. I think you will definitely support it, right?”
Gao Cheng played both the sympathy card and the connections card.
He even stated his determination.
He himself couldn’t be Seventh Company commander forever. He was set on Chen Jun being Seventh Company’s future company commander, and he needed to start cultivating Chen Jun now.
Gao Cheng expressed his attitude right upon arrival, showing how resolute his determination was.
Plus, with Gao Cheng’s status as a top second-generation military, his dad was under 50 and already the top commander of the group army, his future prospects were bright.
Not to mention reaching the pyramid tip in the capital, entering the military region was a sure thing.
As the saying goes, a county official is better than a distant prefect.
The Regiment Commander Wang, who was now sitting there letting Gao Cheng make a fuss with a face full of smiles, was Gao Cheng’s iron backer whom he privately called Uncle Wang.
Those who could sit at the same table as the regiment commander were all regimental leaders with high IQ and EQ.
They knew exactly what to do and what not to do.
Clear as day in their hearts.
If Gao Cheng weren’t here now, they could completely play dumb and settle the matter, and no matter how much Gao Cheng made a fuss afterward, the order was already given, and he couldn’t do anything about it.
But since Gao Cheng had already arrived at the scene, the chief of staff could only helplessly give up the idea.
What was originally a carefully prepared trap to pull Chen Jun into the regiment headquarters turned into an ordinary lunch with Gao Cheng’s forceful arrival.
The topic shifted to today’s martial arts competition, commenting and discussing the competitors who took the field.
Chen Jun was undoubtedly the protagonist.
If it followed the usual style of troop gatherings, after the leaders went around with drinks, Chen Jun would have to down at least two bottles, and even if he didn’t go back lying down, he’d have to do drunk boxing.
Fortunately, there were other events in the afternoon, so Chen Jun escaped this ordeal as a competitor.
The meal didn’t last long either.
Around half an hour in total. Regiment Commander Wang considerately didn’t delay Chen Jun’s rest, encouraged him to keep pushing, strive for more victories, and break new records in the later martial arts events, and thus ended this “Hongmen Banquet.”
On the way back, Gao Cheng was still shaken, smiling as he said to Chen Jun, “You kid hid it deep enough, you even fooled me.
In the company test, you couldn’t even get into the top minute, but now you gave me 29 seconds.
What a pity, this broke the division record, and I didn’t get to witness it with my own eyes. If I had been there, I would’ve at least gone to say hi to Old Third, haha.”
Don’t think Gao Cheng was all serious on the surface; he actually had a naughty little boy hidden in his heart.
Competitive and playful!
“Company Commander, missing today is fine. You can go to the division then; the scene there will definitely be bigger and more exciting.” Chen Jun laughed.
“Good, I like this confidence of yours. People from our Seventh Company must not admit defeat, must strive to be strong and competitive. If you’re desireless and demandless, might as well go home and grow sweet potatoes.”
Gao Cheng’s confidence was fully unleashed; he spoke three points more arrogantly than usual.
The two chatted happily like this, returned to the dormitory, immediately seized the time for a lunch nap, rested to build up energy for the tougher martial arts events in the afternoon.
2 p.m.
Sniper rifle 500-meter precision shooting began. The 30 competitors participating in this martial arts event assembled on the parade ground and were led to the venue for the showdown.
Chen Jun and Cheng Cai basically took turns in the shooting subjects.
In the previous one, Chen Jun shocked everyone with his score, pulling 200-meter speed shooting to an unbelievable height, thereby conquering a bunch of regimental leaders.
This time, Cheng Cai was competing in sniper rifle 500 meters. Could he replicate the 150-meter rifle result?
Not only Chen Jun and Gao Cheng anticipated it.
The regimental leaders on the rostrum were also looking forward to it.
Second Class Sergeant Huang Tian, competing alongside Cheng Cai, was almost turned into a transparent person under the halo of the only new recruit Cheng Cai in the whole audience.
This made Huang Tian very uncomfortable inside, gritting his teeth secretly and vowing to give himself immense pressure.
He swore to shoot the best score, absolutely not letting the new recruit steal all the spotlight. No matter how genius Cheng Cai was, he had to show his own flair.
The thirty competitors were led to the shooting range, drew lots, and then began competing in groups of five.
The rules of this competition were very simple, similar to the previous rifle one. The only difference was that the rifle was 10 shots, while the sniper rifle was only five shots.
The distance also jumped significantly from the previous 150 meters to 500 meters.
The weapon used was the Type 85 sniper rifle!
This gun is our army’s current service sniper rifle, copied from the Soviet Dragunov SVD sniper rifle, equipped with a 4x optical telescopic sight.
Don’t think this gun’s optical sights have a 1300-meter range; it actually doesn’t qualify as a sniper rifle at all.
It can only be considered a precision shooting rifle for squad use, with an optimal shooting distance of only about 300 meters.
Because the Type 85 sniper rifle was designed from the start to be issued to company squads and platoons. Professional sniper rifle bullets are too expensive.
One costs as much as dozens of ordinary ones. In training for the million officers and soldiers across the entire army, that’s no small sum.
Military expenses simply can’t afford the consumption.
Moreover, there are gaps in sights and design craftsmanship. The Type 85 sniper rifle’s accuracy is far inferior to the SVD, let alone compared to real high-precision sniper rifles.
The most common way to measure a sniper rifle’s accuracy is with the MOA angular minute indicator.
The Type 85 sniper rifle’s MOA value is close to
What does that mean?
1 MOA means that at about 5 meters, multiple bullet impacts will land within the size of a one-yuan coin, about 25 mm.
5 MOA is roughly equivalent to, at the sniper rifle’s common shooting distance of 500 meters, the bullet dispersion being about 7 meters in diameter.
This target shooting distance is 500 meters, which also means the shooting error will be 70 cm.
That means even if you aim at the target, the bullet will still fly off.
The gun’s quality level is only so high to begin with; no matter how good the bullets, it can’t be used as a high-precision sniper rifle. At three or four hundred meters, machine gun bullets are fully sufficient.
Using professional sniper bullets would be a waste.
So after the Type 85 rifle was officially issued, no professional sniper bullets were developed, and domestic troops didn’t fully equip professional sniper rifle bullets.
Only in a few special units would they specially make some handmade high-precision sniper rounds.
One can imagine.
How difficult it actually is to hit the bullseye at 500 meters or beyond with the Type
Even though the competitors in this martial arts event were using the best Type 85 rifles picked from the companies, and the on-site issued Type 53 62x54mm machine gun bullets were also carefully selected by the regiment armorer from the ammo.
The error could be reduced to within 40 cm.
That is, it could guarantee that if aimed at, the bullet would at least land on the target.
To achieve 100% hits at 500 meters and beyond with this precision shooting rifle, on a 10-ring bullseye only fist-sized, is basically impossible.
At least not for non-professional snipers. Absolutely impossible.
Not even one percent chance!
Even the company snipers carefully selected from each company, picked from hundreds of people, whether they can hit the bullseye still relies partly on luck.
Unless you possess the special talent and skill that only ace snipers have—
Gun sense!
In the original drama, Yuan Lang instantly turned and fired, outdrawing and taking down Cheng Cai who had aimed first. That’s the terror of a sniper with gun sense.
