Special Forces from Fire Phoenix

Fan Tianlei shrugged his shoulders and said: "Every time you go to a military region, you shoot pigeons, three pigeons each time, and you finish all the pigeons."

Lei Zhan's smile froze, and his face darkened a little.

This old fan is really unreliable.

If he wants to show his hand in front of the soldiers, can't he cooperate?

There was laughter all around.

Lei Zhan stared at him, and the soldiers stopped laughing immediately.

Embarrassed, Lei Zhan changed his mind and said, "Let's see it this way, change it to a one-yuan coin and move me 200 meters away."

"Of course, someone may not be able to see the coin and can use the eyepiece to see it, but you can't stare into the eyepiece when you hit it."

200 meters, hit a one-yuan coin! !

Among the soldiers, everyone couldn't believe it.

If it wasn't for the presence of the superiors, they would have already been talking about it.

The difficulty of shooting coins is harder than hitting pigeons.

Because the coin is too small.

From 200 meters away, there is no coin at all.

Even with the help of the aiming eyepiece, you can see the position of the coin, but you can't see it when aiming, you can only rely on experience and induction, just like a blind sniper.

This……

Does Zhang Lu still have meaning to compare with the other party?

100% no play!

Chapter 5, I think I can throw it up and fight

Head Xiao felt like crying.

I thought I could pass the level, but in the end I still couldn't escape this catastrophe.

Only special forces can challenge the 200-meter copper coin. How can ordinary regiments like them train such powerful shooting masters.

"Find a one-yuan coin!" Commander Xiao ordered depressingly.

The game is about to start.

He Zhijun wanted to take this opportunity to touch Zhang Lu's disciple.

As a veteran, he found that Zhang Lu had a special temperament.

This temperament reminded him of a person.

"Old Fan, do you think Zhang Lu looks like a person?" He Zhijun asked.

"Who?"

"Lei Keming, if you don't make a show, you're done, the kind of people who make a big splash!" He Zhijun said with a slightly solemn expression.

Fan Tianlei observed Zhang Lu carefully again.

When Lei Zhan proposed to strike copper coins, the other party's face was as calm as water, showing no signs of timidity.

"That's right, I'm very calm." Fan Tianlei changed the subject and said, "However, his physical fitness is too poor. Even if he has a bit of shooting talent, he can't become a special soldier."

Shooting is just one of the many capabilities of a commando.

For special forces, physical fitness is the foundation of everything.

The body is the capital of the revolution. On the battlefield, if the body is not good enough, how to run long distances and how to complete high-intensity tasks.

The foundation of all this requires a strong and strong physique as a support.

The target reporter went to 200 meters and placed 10 one-yuan coins.

Five each.

Lei Zhan looked at Zhang Lu with a smile, and said, "You come first, it's boring if I come first."

Zhang Lu replied: "Since it's a competition, let's come together, otherwise it will affect your performance."

Lei Zhan was so angry, what does it mean to affect my performance? Could it be that this kid can't hit a hit and create psychological pressure on himself.

ridiculous.

"Okay! Then come together."

The two emerged to firing position.

Zhang Lu didn't use the eyepiece to watch because he didn't need it.

Lei Zhan was a little surprised to see that Zhang Lu didn't use the eyepiece.

But that's okay, anyone with a bit of talent in shooting has good eyesight.

"This kid, why don't you use the eyepiece to look at it? Are you crazy! He thought he was the King of Soldiers."

"He is the king of soldiers in the military area. It is normal not to use the eyepiece. We are rookies!"

"It's over, you've over-pretended, are you losing anyway, just give up on yourself?"

Just as everyone was dissatisfied and discussing, gunfire kept ringing.

Bang bang bang.

Lei Zhan's gunshots sound extremely rhythmic, which is the shooting instinct formed after long-term training.

Five shots came down, like flowing water, all hit the coins.

As for Zhang Lu, although the gunfire did not have much sense of rhythm, he locked the position of the coin under photosynthesis.

No misses were fired, and all hits.

Zhang Lu is actually on par with the military commander Lei Zhan!

All the soldiers around were shocked.

Anyway, Zhang Lu won a lot of face for the 128 regiment.