Chapter 21: Contest
“Young people have drive, not bad! Captain Gao, what do you think?”
Minister Zhao smiled and looked at Dog Head Old Gao. This inspection bringing Wolf Fang people was originally to use professional eyes to see the combat power of the grassroots reconnaissance unit, and his time was relatively ample, so he didn’t mind this little time.
“Good, I have no opinion.”
The leader was clearly interested in this soldier Chang Ning, and Dog Head Old Gao wasn’t without eyesight.
“Start! What are you standing there for!”
Miao Lian said with a dark face, his tone displeased. Chang Ning had completely disrupted his plan this time, so it would be strange if he had a good expression.
Chang Ning didn’t waste words either. After stepping out of line, he quickly ran to the front, stood at attention, and saluted the leaders.
“At ease.” Minister Zhao waved his hand with a smile and said: “How about it? We all saw your multiple rifle shooting score just now. Now, how do you want to demonstrate?”
“Just target shooting.”
Chang Ning’s words made everyone show surprised expressions, only because if it was target shooting, there really wasn’t much to demonstrate. Captain Gao’s rapid fire just now had already surpassed Chang Ning.
“But not fixed targets, moving targets, at 600 meters!”
Well, after Chang Ning said this, everyone didn’t know what to say again. Who present didn’t know that the 95’s range was 400 meters? Coming up to shoot 600 meters moving targets—you think the 95 in hand is a sniper rifle!
“Old Miao, your soldier is interesting.”
Miao Lian just smiled without speaking. Since things had come to this, he could only believe in Chang Ning. Worst case, he would step in to clean up the mess.
No one believed Chang Ning could do it, including Dog Head Old Gao. His eyes were now full of disappointment, thinking he had met a good prospect but it turned out to be an arrogant kid.
Even if the fully equipped 95 had an optical sight mounted, theoretically it could hit a 600-meter target, but that was just theoretical!
And it was moving targets too—the difficulty increased greatly. Hitting would be a miracle!
Actually, Chang Ning was still confident, though not very confident, but where there’s a will, there’s a way.
If he failed, he had his golden finger—as long as he wasn’t expelled from the unit, he could make a comeback. What was there to fear?
After the targets were arranged, Chang Ning adopted a kneeling shooting posture this time. Lying prone for moving targets was inconvenient, and standing shooting wasn’t very stable.
“Chang Ning, are you ready?” Miao Lian asked.
“Ready.”
“Good, there are 400-meter and 600-meter human-shaped targets over there. Shoot when you’re ready and let us see.”
As expected of Night Tiger’s soldier—Miao Lian wouldn’t really bear to let Chang Ning fail and specially arranged one within effective range.
Miao Lian had privately checked Chang Ning’s information. Don’t think that after throwing him to the cookhouse, he ignored him.
Actually, his attention on Chang Ning was no less than on Xiao Zhuang, so he knew Chang Ning’s background well. He knew this kid could almost hit every shot within range with the 95 assault rifle!
“Can you give me a few more magazines?” Chang Ning thought for a moment and asked. He felt it was better to play it safe.
Miao Lian’s face was dark and he didn’t speak, but he directly took two magazines from the side and handed them over. All three magazines were fully loaded, a total of 90 bullets.
Minister Zhao and Captain Gao saw it but didn’t say anything—they knew the difficulty of using the 95 assault rifle to hit 600-meter moving targets. If Chang Ning succeeded, they would witness the birth of a new record.
Taking the magazine and chambering the bullet, after Chang Ning knelt on one knee, several calculation formulas with different functions appeared in his mind again.
As he continuously adjusted his posture, the data in his mind also changed. This was the benefit the system gave him after he maxed out his rifle shooting experience—like a mini computer, these calculations helped him improve his hit rate.
This time he discovered that after changing the firearm in his hand, the data in his mind was different too.
For example, this time even the lens polish data of the optical sight was included in the statistics—there wasn’t this data before.
You know, every optical lens is mechanical now, but the smoothness of the polishing is completely different.
Even this polishing error was calculated in, combined with optical refraction, and the air humidity, temperature, wind speed, gravity, etc., seen upon looking up—all calculated in. When he aimed the sight at the 400-meter target, all the data seemed instantly clear in his mind.
Finally, all this data converged into one datum. Chang Ning just needed to adjust his posture according to the data and gently pull the trigger.
Apart from different range and accuracy, Chang Ning could now completely use the assault rifle as a sniper rifle!
Taking a deep breath, Chang Ning aimed at the red balloon on the chest of the 400-meter moving human-shaped target and prepared to shoot.
The targets were all human-shaped, with balloons tied to hollowed-out parts of the body for more direct visibility. Seeing this, Miao Lian’s mouth curved upward.
He could see that Chang Ning was first shooting the 400-meter target. With Chang Ning’s consistently maintained hit rate, he could directly hit it. But thinking of the 600-meter target later, Miao Lian started worrying again.
No matter what, Chang Ning was just a 19-year-old kid now. What if this failure struck a blow to him?
Maybe this was a good thing! Because Chang Ning was too excellent.
Miao Lian could feel it—Chang Ning was too confident. Confidence was good, but if he stayed this confident, it might not be.
Sometimes setbacks could make people more humble and work harder to learn.
So Miao Lian just watched quietly, waiting for Chang Ning to make a mistake so he could learn to be humble.
While Miao Lian’s mind was turning these thoughts, Chang Ning next to him directly pulled the trigger of the 95.
Hearing the gunshot, Miao Lian was the first to hurriedly pick up the binoculars on his chest. Captain Gao and Minister Zhao nearby also quickly raised their binoculars.
With a “bang,” accompanied by the low gunshot, the balloon on the chest of the distant 400-meter human-shaped target burst open directly.
After firing the first shot, Chang Ning instantly found the feel. The data changes in his mind became faster, and the formula calculations’ results came quicker.
“Bang”
The second gunshot rang out directly, and this time, the head balloon was burst.
What shocked Miao Lian even more was that next, Chang Ning entered a frenzied state, firing continuously without any pause in between.
Through the binoculars, the leaders saw the remaining four balloons on the 400-meter human-shaped target burst one by one at a terrifying speed with the gunshots.
Left hand, right hand, left leg, right leg—four shots in a row! Every shot hit, with intervals less than a second!
What kind of shooting speed was this? Even some veteran shooters wouldn’t dare use this speed to hit 400-meter moving human targets, as they still needed to ensure hit rate.
Is this an assault rifle?! You’re treating the assault rifle like a sniper rifle!
As these balloons were burst one by one, Miao Lian’s suspended heart was almost relieved—why say that? Because there was still a 600-meter target waiting!
Don’t underestimate the mere 200-meter difference—this was worlds apart. The 400 meters ahead was at least within range; at 600 meters, the bullets would drift—how could they hit?
After finishing shooting, Chang Ning quickly replaced the magazine, raised the rifle in his hand, and almost the moment his eye touched the sight, he pulled the trigger again.
Miao Lian couldn’t care about his jumbled thoughts anymore and hurriedly raised his binoculars to look at the distant 600-meter target.
“Bang”Bang”Bang”……
This time Chang Ning was more cautious; the firing frequency wasn’t as rapid as before, but even so, his speed wasn’t something ordinary soldiers could achieve.
The same result—all the balloons were burst in the same order as the 400-meter target just now, leaving Miao Lian a bit dazed. Damn, a new recruit? He knew Chang Ning had excellent talent in rifle shooting from the data on paper, but he hadn’t seen it in person—this time he was shocked.
Captain Gao on the side put down his binoculars, his eyes full of shock. He now regretted rejecting Minister Zhao’s suggestion earlier.
Such an excellent gunner prospect must be poached to Wolf Fang. And quickly, or others would come rob when they found out. Not to mention Black Tiger’s Lei Keming—he definitely wouldn’t hesitate!
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