hell!This is the second special forces of the recruit company!

Chapter 77 Long-distance runner Tian Bailong

Wang Pan snorted coldly and ignored Sun Ting. Seeing that the target in the shooting range had been erected, he picked up his rifle and came to the shooting position.

This time he used the prone position to shoot. Wang Pan let out a long sigh of relief, slowly loaded the bullet, and aimed on the ground for about 1 minute before pulling the trigger.

The squad leader who supervised the results observed with a telescope, and then said: "The results are very good. The 600-meter shooting score of the sword group Wang Pan is 800 rings. Next, I will prepare for the [-]-meter target shooting."

The group of recruits watching from the side almost collapsed.

"Is this the gap between sharpshooters and us? It's too outrageous!"

"That's right, he has reached the distance of 600 meters, and he can still pass the eighth ring. It is not an exaggeration to say that his result is the same as mine in the 400 meters!"

Wang Pan ignored the discussion of the recruits behind him, held his breath and prepared to try the 800-meter target.

In fact, at a distance of 800 meters, he didn't have much confidence.

Although he had hit a few times in the company before, it was the result of accumulating a large number of shots.

This time he took aim for about a minute and did not shoot. Just when everyone thought he was going to abstain, the gun rang out.

The squad leader at the side picked up the binoculars and glanced at the 800-meter target, then he paused obviously.

"That's okay too?"

"Wang Pan, a recruit from the Sword Regiment, has a three-ring score in 800-meter target shooting."

Wang Pan got up and patted the dust off his body, and said with a smile, "Although my grades are mediocre, I think I'm pretty good at this distance."

"It's your turn buddy, I want to see how strong the sharpshooters of your Iron Fist group are."

Sun Ting came to the shooting position with the gun, and still used half-kneeling to shoot. When aiming at the 600-meter target, he pulled the trigger within five seconds.

When the squad leader looked at the target with a telescope, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Iron, Iron Fist Group, 600-meter shooting, the score is ten rings."

"What are you kidding, it's impossible!"

Wang Pan collapsed, and immediately grabbed the binoculars from the monitor's hand, and took a look at it himself.

"Iron Fist Group, you are ruthless, but I don't believe you can still reach ten rings with a target of 800 meters!"

Holding the binoculars, Wang Pan gritted his teeth and said.

Sun Ting shook his neck, and looked at Wang Pan provocatively: "Okay, then I will satisfy you!"

At 800 meters, Sun Ting took longer to aim, but it was still less than Wang Pan.

boom!
Gunshots came again.

The squad leader looked at the target with a telescope, he was a little absent-minded.

"Sun Ting, a recruit from the Iron Fist Regiment, scored 800 points in [-]-meter target shooting."

Sun Ting sighed with regret, and said, "Hey, I feel a little bit unsatisfactory today. Before I do it, such results will not happen."

He wasn't pretending here, because he used a semi-automatic rifle for this long-distance shooting, and didn't use his own sniper rifle.

Wang Pan was about to collapse at this time, he said frantically.

"You kid is playing with me to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, right?"

"Based on your strength, it is obvious that you have the highest shooting level among the recruits of the Iron Fist Regiment."

"An ordinary soldier, can an ordinary soldier defeat me so easily, then what is my title as a sharpshooter?"

Sun Ting shrugged his shoulders and said seriously: "I really didn't pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. My shooting performance in our recruit company can barely rank among the top three."

Seeing Wang Pan's agitation, the recruits on the sidelines sighed and felt sorry for him.

According to Wang Pan's performance, his grades are not bad, and can even be said to be at the top level.

It's a pity that there are too many masters in the recruit company this year.

When the monitor delivered the report card to the jury, everyone was shocked.

Only Political Commissar Dong sat calmly in his seat.

He had already visited the recruit company once that day, and according to the performance of this group of recruits that day, he was not surprised to have such a performance in today's assessment.

Wang Pan watched Sun Ting return to the position of the recruit company of the Iron Fist Regiment.

To his surprise, the recruits there were not very excited, even numb. It seemed normal for Sun Ting to achieve such a result.

Wang Pan clenched his fists fiercely on the spot, and said to himself: "It seems that I misunderstood him just now. I guess his grades are indeed not high in their recruit company. What kind of company is this? ?”

Sun Ting returned to his place and stood up, and found that no one around him came to talk to him. They were all doing their own things, talking about their own things, and taking a rest. In short, he was like a man in the air. .

This made Sun Ting a little bit bitter.

"No, what I said just now can be regarded as a glory for our Iron Fist. Even if you don't give me applause, come forward to express condolences to me, right?"

"At least let me, the winner, feel like winning?"

Zhang Tianyu clicked his tongue, and said mockingly, "Don't be so smug there, you are ashamed to talk about your grades, and I can play at this level on the court."

Nie Fei also nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, I think I can achieve this result."

Just as Yu Miao was about to speak, Sun Ting stared back at him.

"All right, all right, I'm being self-indulgent."

"Damn it, I'm not in the recruit company, I'm in the special forces."

"Look at the Sword Squad, the kid's achievements just now can be called a rare sharpshooter in a few years."

"According to this, I should be a rare sharpshooter in decades."

Nie Fei thought for a moment, then said with a mean smile, "Stop, stop, I'll have to spend hundreds of years in such a row."

"That's right, according to my ability, hundreds of years is definitely worthy of the name."

"Then I am thousands of years old!"

Sun Ting: "..."

Wang Pan happened to pass by their company at this time, and heard what they said as a joke.

This left a great psychological shadow on him, and he lowered his head and returned to the position of their sword group.

It is estimated that for a long time, it will be difficult for him to get out of today's shadow.

Company Commander Wang frowned, his face turned green, and said angrily.

"I don't believe that their iron fist group can really continue to be strong."

"3000-meter long-distance race, Tian Bailong, you go!"

"You were a good candidate for the preliminaries of the long-distance running national team. You must kill the Iron Fist Group for me."

Tian Bailong nodded solemnly: "Report to the company commander and promise to complete the task."

"This time I will educate them and let them see what long-distance running is."

Wang Pan gave Tian Bailong a lonely look, and smiled wryly.

Before he played just now, he was full of confidence just like Tian Bailong.

He didn't have much confidence in Tian Bailong. You must know that the group of recruits from the Iron Fist regiment is really awesome.

(End of this chapter)