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Not everyone can participate in target shooting training. On the twelfth day of military training, the instructor brought the students who signed up for the shooting competition to the shooting range to start special training.
Target shooting is the most popular project, because you can practice shooting while others are training, but many girls hear that the recoil is very strong, and they are not interested in it, so they are unwilling to go, so many classes are empty, and these empty The quota will be made up for those boys who cannot register.
So among the twenty-six people who signed up for this competition, there were actually ten girls and sixteen boys.
This is also the only contact between boys and girls during military training. Usually, the school is strictly guarded, with two areas separated on both sides. The middle is the area where real soldiers live, which is generally out of reach.
Xuan Mo, the boy, didn't know, but most of the girls were very excited with a bit of regret. They were so tanned, and they looked like ghosts, which was too ruined for the boys to see.
Twenty-six people were taken to the shooting range by an instructor surnamed Zhang. There happened to be three classes of soldiers practicing there. When they saw the freshmen, they stepped aside and sat on the side to rest. Some pointed and pointed at the freshmen, all smiling.
After briefly teaching the essentials of the movements, the instructor came over with a gun and issued one to each of you: "Each of you has thirteen bullets, you can try three times first, and then shoot ten times, if you can't bear it, you don't have to shoot." Or take your time, you have two hours to finish these bullets, and then the day after tomorrow, give me a game!"
Before he finished speaking, he heard three bang bang bangs, followed by ten bang bang bangs in succession. Then, while everyone was dumbfounded, a boy walked over with a gun in his hand, and stretched out his other hand: "It's not fun, come again."
"Hey!" The instructor laughed, "You think I'm selling bullets? It's gone! It's gone after shooting!" After saying that, he shook his head and turned to the side.
The boy raised his eyebrows, looked left and right, walked towards the girls, and said, "Who of you doesn't want to fight anymore, can you give me the gun?"
That polite look really doesn't match that indifferent expression.
Especially, why are you staring at yourself? Xuan Mo was very upset.
Little did she know that her untanned flesh-colored rubber and her skinny appearance imitating the real master really didn't match that gun. It just makes people feel that the master who can't finish the bullet, and wants to recycle the bullets, it's best to find someone like himself.
Ignoring the boy's fiery stare, she walked around him with the gun, lay down directly, and looked at the target in front of her.
The target fifty meters away is neither far nor near.
boom!
For the first shot, the bullet didn't know where it went, but Xuan Mo roughly knew its recoil and trajectory.
enough.
With the second shot, she hit the bullseye.
The data hadn't come back yet, and the others started shooting, and no one noticed her except the boy who was waiting to reload.
The third shot hit the bullseye again.
Her figure has not been affected by the recoil from the first shot. At first, no one noticed her, but then everyone saw her. Several other students rubbed their shoulders to watch, and the soldiers and instructors sat and watched until stand and watch.
Officially ten rounds, one to four, she shoots one shot at a time, which is quite satisfactory.
And for the last five to ten rounds, she simply fired continuously, bang bang bang without interruption.
In the echo of the gunshots, she put down the gun, exhaled softly, stood up and looked around, and people were all looking at her.
"Did the result come out?" Instructor Zhang waited for a while, but did not wait for an answer, and asked the soldiers behind him.
The soldier responded and ran to the small room next to the shooting range. After a while, he took out a piece of paper, looked at Xuan Mo with a strange expression, and gave the paper to Instructor Zhang.
Instructor Zhang took it casually, almost jumped up when he saw it, and said in surprise: "Except for the first target bullet missing, all the bull's-eyes behind?!" He looked up at Xuan Mo, "Student, are you from the shooting team?" He shook his head and overturned it himself , "Impossible, what kind of guns are those people using, it doesn't make sense."
He said excitedly: "Have you practiced since childhood?"
Xuan Mo didn't speak, she really couldn't allow herself to pretend to be inaccurate in just 50 meters. But when she really hit the target and stared at the eyes of the people around her, she felt that it was not a good thing.
No one asked her to keep a low profile, and she didn't need to keep a low profile. She is not a member of Blue Star's future, and she is not afraid to change the course of this civilization. However, limited data shows that this civilization is still not included in the protection and communication of the Cosmic Alliance, so she doesn't have to. Worried about the shackles of various regulations, she can do whatever she wants, but she finds it meaningless.
So boring.
the"Instructor Zhou is sweating coldly, political commissar, you are really direct in asking."
"I don't know." Xuan Mo is very honest. She knows what a genius is. It is achieved when the calculation formula required by the self-generated information chain of a biological body and the law of occurrence and probability of success of this event takes a certain value. The information chain has a match of more than 95%, while Xuan Mo belongs to the very average kind, hovering between 86% and 95% in all aspects of previous tests.
But on Blue Star, everything has to change the algorithm.
"You, do you have this familiarity when learning other things?" The political commissar saw the figure training outside, "For example, passing obstacles, boxing and so on."
"Yes." Xuan Mo was sure.
"Then how far can you do it?"
"This depends on how far you have achieved."
The political commissar was silent for a while, then smiled: "What did you report for the competition?"
"all."
"¡¡ah?"
Xuan Mo raised his head and said seriously: "I can't help it, they are too noisy."
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