The Tiger Ridge Base in winter looks a little desolate, and the grass on the target has turned slightly yellow. Fortunately, the wind is not too strong today.

This time the target is called a rotating target, and the five discs are actually five dishes.

Hit one of them and the whole target loses its balance and starts to turn.

Each plate is a common small plate on the market, 15 each, and it will break when hit.

There are only five bullets.

You have to hit them all to finish those plates.

If the final smashed dishes are the same, then the calculation is the speed of time.

800 meters away.

Shooting such a moving target, although the swaying trajectory can be followed regularly, it is not easy to calculate the flight time of the bullet and the correction of the wind direction, etc., to hit a grand slam.

Xu Xingguo turned his head to the side and glanced quietly at the solemn not far away.

Time seems to have gone back to the past.

Back then, the two of them were often left and right on the target, and every time Xu Xingguo shot, he would secretly take a look at what Majestic was doing.

However, with just this seemingly inconspicuous glance, Han Zizheng, who was standing behind him with a timer, seemed to have a clear mirror in his heart.

Xu Xingguo lost.

Master tricks, this should not be the case.

Xu Xingguo is already a major, and the old special combatant still loses mentally.

This is what Han Zizheng never thought of.

When he was in the sniper team, he also heard about the matter between Xu Xingguo and Zhuang Yan.

Especially when they competed to study at the special forces school in country T, the resentment written on Xu Xingguo's face after returning to the team made Han Zizheng see the little entanglement between the two.

Both Sheng Yu and He Shengliang.

This is the sadness of Zhuang Yan and Xu Xingguo.

Han boasted that he never denied that Xu Xingguo was a very good special warfare officer, but if Xu Xingguo were to compare himself with Zhuang Yan, it would also make him fall into a quagmire and walk into a dead end.

beep—

The whistle sounded.

Game start.

bah—

bah—

The two fired at almost the same time.

bah—

The second shot, Zhuang Yan fired before Xu Xingguo.

Everyone held their breath.

It was a great game at a high level.

It is also a rare contest for old comrades after many years.

In fact, no one will take the result of the game to heart, only Xu Xingguo.

bah—

bah—

The solemn fights faster and faster.

The dishes on the distant target were smashed one by one, and the tiles fell to the ground.

Xu Xingguo was one plate behind.

He was a little anxious.

bah—

The fourth shot was fired.

There were actually two plates left on the target opposite Xu Xingguo's target position.

Serenity and Su Huikai exchanged glances, and both saw regret in each other's eyes.

In fact, the results seem to have been known to everyone.

bah—

Finished the last shot.

The solemn five hair five middle school.

Xu Xingguo was in the fifth and fourth middle school.

Lying on the target, Xu Xingguo's face was ashes.

In fact, when he solemnly tried the gun before, he had already seen the level of solemnity.

Want to win?

So slim.

The only chance is for the majesty to play erratically.

But he still couldn't stand Zhang Yuyi's aggressive tactics.

When he promised to have a friendly match with Zhuang Yan, he was even fantasizing that maybe Zhuang Yan would really fail.

The mentality similar to that of a gambler falls apart in the end.

Xu Xingguo stood up, checked the gun, and put the gun back in the box.

"you win."

He turned to look solemnly.

Solemn was stunned.

Unexpectedly, Xu Xingguo would take the initiative to admit the result.

"Luck." Zhuang Yan can only say modestly.

Xu Xingguo suddenly stretched out his hand.

Majestic was stunned again.

This time, Xu Xingguo's performance was beyond his expectations.

Just now, Zhuang Yan thought about whether to let Xu Xingguo go.

In the end, he still did not choose to be deliberately polite.

The reason is very simple, the presence of all experts.

Anyone can see the little tricks and tricks, including Xu Xingguo.

Deliberate concession, not respect, but insult.

Even more so for soldiers.

Zhuang Yan finally chose to go all out.

He thought that Xu Xingguo was angry, but he didn't expect that the other party was much calmer than he thought.

He couldn't see through Xu Xingguo's heart, and he didn't know what he thought.

But one thing is certain, Xu Xingguo is more able to control his emotions than before.

"Old Xu..."

Zhuang Yan held Xu Xingguo's hand, just about to say something, but was interrupted by the other party.

"I will win you once, solemnly."

"what?"

Zhuang Yan was a little overwhelmed.

"I said, I will definitely win you once. Maybe we will meet again on the training ground next year."

It was eerily quiet around.

No one seemed to expect Xu Xingguo to be so frank about his thoughts.

Zhuang Yan came back to his senses and smiled, "If that's the case, I'll be happy for you. Our Blue Army is a whetstone. If you can win, it shows that our efforts have not been in vain."

The hands they held together shook vigorously.

Xu Xingguo let go of his hand and said to Han Zixuan, "Team Han, there is still something to do in my camp, I'll go first."

After all, turn around and leave without looking back.

"This..." Chai Yifa raised his hand and wanted to stop Xu Xingguo, but the serious man next to him pressed his hand.

"Let him be quiet."

Chai was stunned.

Su Hui drove up and patted Zhang Yiyi on the shoulder.

"Old Zhang, you are not kind."

Zhang Yuyi's face turned slightly red.

That was the last time everyone gathered at the Red Arrows' old training facility.

The next day, the Red Arrow brigade was officially relocated to a new camp, and the brigade also began to expand, officially becoming the Red Arrow Special Operations Brigade under Group A.

That night, the big guy drank happily in the cafeteria full of memories, until the end of dinner, and went to the barbecue stall outside the camp to make skewers.

On the road outside the camp, several people walked again and again, and everyone took turns shouting passwords.

walk, walk, run...

A group of school-level officers looked like a group of seventeen or eighteen-year-old young men under the cold moonlight.

In the end, I don't know who couldn't help it first, squatted on the side of the road and started crying.

The cry was like a contagion, and soon everyone was crying.

No one knows why they cry.

Maybe because of the memories left here.

Maybe it's because of the youth that stayed here.

Some things, once left with time, never come back.

So it's okay to cry.

Crying to the end, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com solemnly pulled everyone up from the curb.

"The sniper squad is all there! Look to the right!"

Several officers, like fools, lined up in unison.

"Look forward!"

The serious face looked particularly solemn in the moonlight.

"Salute to the old troops!"

Swah—

Everyone raised their right hand in unison, and gave a military salute towards the gate of the Red Arrow Brigade.

The wind blew, and the moonlight that night was particularly bright, as if everyone came here on the first night.

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