happy life of stars

Qin Shu raised his gun to aim, feeling a little excited in his heart, and finally experienced the 'full body' of the 95 style.

Take a deep breath, calm your mind, hold the gun butt firmly on your shoulders, hold your hands as steady as supports, press down on the gun, and pull the trigger.

"Tap!...tap...tap...tap...tap."

Single shot five consecutive shots, full of confidence.

Wait for others to finish shooting, put down their guns, and go to the target together.

Qin Shu was surprised when he found that there were six bullet holes in his target.

Jokingly said: "Thank you for the bullets sent by the old iron... Who hit the wrong target?"

"Me!" Song Xian'er raised her hand, "Why is there no bullet hole in my target?"

Guan Yutong said, "Why is there only one bullet hole in my target?"

Qin Shu smiled and said, "It's not that you hit the wrong target, your bullets may still be flying in the sky."

They just missed the target.

Song Xian'er stuck out her tongue playfully, and she missed all the targets.

Back at the shooting place, Liu Xinghua took the time to report their results.

"Yang Wei, 49 rings; Wang Yuan, 48 rings; Song Xian'er, 0 rings; Guan Yutong, 6 rings; Yang Zi, 27 rings; Zhang Zifeng, 15 rings; Wu Jin, 43 rings; Lu Han, 32 rings; Zhang Yishan, 18 Ring; Qin Shu... 50 rings!"

"Wow..." As soon as the words were finished, there was a lot of wow. They guessed that Qin Shu's grades would be good, but they didn't expect to get full marks, surpassing the two monitors and reaching the top.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's a dead target, and the distance is not too far, it's nothing."

Qin Shu's words of "humility" are like a classmate who got 100 points in an exam telling a classmate who failed the exam that the exam questions are very simple and it is easy to get full marks.

Showing off nakedly, spreading hatred openly.

Liu Xinghua felt that it was necessary to suppress Qin Shu, otherwise their majesty would be lost.

"Qin Shu is right. The results of fixed targets are nothing. Let's do Frisbee training.... Yang Wei!"

"To!"

"You come to demonstrate! 600-meter Frisbee shooting."

"Yes!"

Yang Wei changed his gun, from the Type 95 to a sniper rifle.

"Report, ready!"

"start!"

Something rose up in the distant sky, not very fast.

"Oh!"

Yang Wei pulled the trigger, the sniper rifle roared, and the violent vibration shook wisps of dust.

"Oh!"

He fired again.

"Boom...boom...boom."

The interval between each firing is less than 5 seconds.

Soon a voice came from Liu Xinghua's walkie-talkie, "4 hits, one miss!"

The hit rate is 80%, which is a very good result.

"Wow……"

There was another wow sound, Yang Zi and the others looked into the distance, such a long distance, the target was still moving, Yang Wei was able to hit 4 rounds, in their eyes it was already a 'miracle', and they would never be able to do it.

Chapter 193 Genius Sniper

On the training ground, they were constantly amazed, and Yang Wei's long-range sniper opened their eyes.

The corners of Liu Xinghua's mouth twitched slightly, he wanted to laugh but held back, long-distance sniping doesn't just require good eyesight.

It requires not only talent, but also long-term study and training.

Qin Shu's talent is brilliant, he is a good sniper seedling, but now he is only a seedling, not a sniper yet, if he is asked to play Frisbee, he may not be able to hit a single one.

From physical training to military exercises, nothing was difficult for Qin Shu. If they didn't come up with some unique skills, Qin Shu might think that their abilities were mediocre.

In order to combat his "arrogant" arrogance and maintain the dignity of the brigade, Liu Xinghua temporarily added training content.

"Who of you want to try?"

He glanced around, but no one answered.

Song Xian'er and the others clicked their tongues inwardly, their rifles would miss the target, let alone long-distance sniping.

With self-knowledge, going up is a waste of bullets.

Wu Jin, Lu Han, and Zhang Yishan wanted to try it, and thought it was very strange, but they also knew their own level, and it would only embarrass them.

Qin Shu wanted to answer and go up to try his own level, but he didn't say anything when he saw that other people didn't speak.

"Qin Shu!" Liu Xinghua called out his names. He didn't consider other people in this training, and it was specially designed for Qin Shu.

"To!"

"Come and try."

"Yes!"

Qin Shu was happy in his heart, and came to give a pillow when he was sleepy.

He stepped forward and picked up the sniper rifle, which was slightly heavy, probably weighing more than ten kilograms.

"Report! I'm not familiar with sniper rifles. I need to test fire and observe the trajectory."

"Yes." The question was very reasonable, and the reasons were very good, Liu Xinghua readily agreed.

Qin Shu prostrated himself on the ground and looked at the scope. There were vertical and horizontal lines in it, and he found that he couldn't understand it.

"Report! The electronic sight is too advanced to understand."