Rebirth in school

Time flies, and the military training is coming to an end. Fu Qingqing has always had a question in her mind.

She has been here for such a long time, why hasn't she seen Hou Shuyao? She is also a freshman, why didn't she come to join the army?

At first, when Fu Qingqing didn't notice Shuyao, she thought Shuyao might have been delayed by something.

But until now, the military training is almost over, and no one has been seen.

Could something have happened? Fu Qingqing thought uncertainly.

After thinking about it over and over again and still couldn't figure it out, Fu Qingqing just let it go for the time being.

There will be a day off after the military training, and she will go to check on the situation then. She hasn’t seen her godmother and others for a long time.

During the last two days, individual shooting was added to the training.

The uniform semi-automatic pistols are real guns and live ammunition.

The students were all dancing with excitement, and everyone in the room said in unison, "Wow! We can touch the gun now!"

They lined up one by one, eager to try, but when they saw the person in front of them, he was knocked to the ground by the recoil of the gun.

After hearing the gunshot, many girls screamed in fear, and some even dropped their guns. The whole scene was extremely chaotic.

Seeing this scene, the students who had been eager to try just now began to back off. As a result, shooting training became a nightmare for most people.

The girls present were not very willing to touch the guns. Occasionally, there were a few brave boys who went up and tried to shoot, but very few of them could actually hit the target.

Because there are limited bullets during training, each person has only one chance to participate every day, and it is entirely voluntary. Anyway, all students have to participate in the final shooting competition.

Fu Qingqing didn't go up because she thought it was meaningless. Wen Nuan was timid and afraid, so she didn't go up either.

Wen Jing went up and fired a few shots excitedly, bang, bang, bang. Then he walked back in a cool manner amid the envious eyes of the people around him.

Of course, what everyone envied was not Wen Jing’s grades, but her calm and composed demeanor. The other girls looked at her with admiration.

Du Qianqian looked at Wen Jing's unrestrained appearance and went up excitedly. However, she screamed "Ah!" and ran back with a pale face in fright.

He hugged Fu Qingqing and said tremblingly: "Qingqing, that thing is too scary, please don't touch it, my arm is numb now."

As Du Qianqian spoke, he pointed at Wen Jing beside him and said, "Damn Wen Jing, that thing has such a strong recoil, how come you are not hurt?"

Wen Jing shrugged and said innocently, "I didn't feel anything. I thought it was quite fun."

When Du Qianqian heard that her arms were numb from the shock, but Wen Jing said she felt nothing, she was surprised and said that Wen Jing must not be human.

Before they knew it, the fourteenth day had arrived as scheduled, and today Fu Qingqing and the others finally had no training.

Instructor Tan also acted like a big shot. He stood in front and spoke a lot with great emotion. Many sentimental girls had forgotten what he had done and started to cry.

Afterwards, the competition of standing at attention and marching in step began. The performance of Finance Class 1 was neither good nor bad, and it was just average.

The students were all very excited. After working so hard for so long, they finally achieved some results. Even though they were only average, they were all very satisfied.

This result made the instructor Tan in front very angry. At this moment, he was gritting his teeth with a gloomy face, and his fists were clenched tightly, making a crackling sound.

There were many instructors nearby who disliked him and made sarcastic remarks.

"Hey, Old Tan, you can't do this. You're asking for special treatment every day, working overtime in the middle of the day, standing at attention, marching, and how come you can't even get into the top three!"

Upon hearing this, Instructor Tan's face gradually turned from black to red. After a heavy cold snort, he turned around and went back to the office building.

After the morning competition, everyone had lunch in the cafeteria and then started the exciting shooting competition in the afternoon.

Seeing that they had finally arrived at the Finance Class 1, Wen Jing took the dogtail grass from her mouth, clapped her hands and said.

"That old Tan looks down on us every day. Today I will make him proud. Look, I will give him the first place and make him happy."

Wen Nuan said, "Okay, Jing'er, stop messing around. You're still number one. Don't I know what you're capable of?"

Wen Jing heard this and said seriously: "Sister, don't worry. If you can't get first place in the positive direction, it's not easy to get first place in the negative direction."

"We have to give him one anyway. He is our instructor after all. We should be grateful and repay the kindness we have received. Wait a minute, I will go up right now. Don't worship me too much!"

When Fu Qingqing and the others heard Wen Jing say this, they were a little amused and helpless. Wen Jing walked while rolling up his sleeves. It didn't seem like he was going to shoot a gun, but more like he was going to fight.

Under the sunlight, all the freshmen lined up around the playground waiting. The instructors of each class stood at the head of the team, staring intently at the bull's eye.

All the students went up one by one. After the command was given, each person fired five shots in a row. The instructors recorded the scores and finally ranked the average score and individual excellence awards.

The levels of the students were uneven, and most of them were touching a gun for the first time. For the timid students, it was a great achievement if they could not cry during the competition.

Therefore, there are very few people who can actually hit the target. There are only a few gun enthusiasts who can achieve above-average results, but it is not surprising and did not cause any sensation.

You know what! Wen Jing rushed forward angrily, picked up the gun, put on the safety, aimed, and fired a burst of shots.

She didn't know where her good luck came from, but she actually got a good grade by chance.

I hit three of the five shots, one with six rings, one with four rings, and one with seven rings. This is already pretty good. So far, only a handful of people can hit seven rings.

Of course, there are many people who can be hit by five shots, but they are basically outside the fifth ring.

Those who can hit the target within the five rings are considered very good. Most of the time, they can't hit the target at all and just fall off the target.

Next, it was Wen Nuan's turn. She was hit twice, one with four rings and one with three rings, for a total of seven rings.

Du Qianqian also went up and was hit by three bullets, one in the triple ring, one in the fifth ring, and one in the fourth ring.

After Du Qianqian came down, it was Fu Qingqing's turn. When Fu Qingqing came on stage, Instructor Tan, who was standing in front, looked at Fu Qingqing with hope.

He was hoping in his heart that this girl who could defeat him could achieve good results.

In this case, combined with Wen Jing's score of seven rings, Finance Class 1 will definitely be able to get first place in shooting this time.

When Instructor Tan saw Fu Qingqing taking the empty gun and loading it skillfully, his eyes suddenly lit up and a fire of hope burned in his heart.

Fu Qingqing on the field just walked up to the court, pulled the safety, raised his hand and shot.

Oh my god, I didn’t aim, Instructor Tan thought to himself, shaking his head in disappointment.

"As expected, a person is only good at one skill. This girl is very good at martial arts. If her shooting skills are also so accurate, it would be amazing!"