At noon, even in mid-October, the temperature was still very high, more than 30 degrees.

Sitting solemnly under the shade of a tree, holding an 85-type sniper rifle in his hand, the scope has been installed on the dovetail slot, and now he is sitting in a sitting position, facing a white waste plastic hanging in the air by a branch in the direction of the big playground Bag for aiming.

Zhang Heping held a box of grenades and sweated like rain under the cliff where the bombs were solemnly dropped.

Looking at Zhang Heping, solemn and slightly funny.

Before I graduated from the teaching team, and before I got the order from the monitor, I started to teach others.

And his only "soldier" is actually a genuine red-card officer.

"Old Zhang, you have to twist your waist and wave your arms at the same time in the movement unit just now. Otherwise, your waist will follow you up, and your hands will not follow up. It's easy to twist your waist to the point of not talking, and you won't be able to shoot far."

After a few glances, Zhuang Yan could see the problem of why Zhang Heping did not cast far.

In the final analysis, bombing depends not only on the strength of the hands, some people, no matter how powerful they are, will not be able to use them, and they will not be able to throw them far.

Long shots require a run-up, a three-step wrist buckle, and physical coordination.

Zhang Heping's problem is that his coordination is not very good.

"Don't throw for now, come here, with one end tied to the tree trunk, the other end in your hand, you only practice the movements of turning around, twisting your waist, sending your hips and swinging your arms, as long as you are familiar with it, I guess most of your problems will be solved. Now, throwing it 60 meters is just drying the water."

Saying that, he picked up a large backpack belt from the side and handed it to Zhang Heping.

Zhang Heping threw the grenade back into the box, wiped the sweat from his head, and walked under the tree.

"Damn it, it's so hot." He sat down, took the strap of his backpack, and took a sip of water from the kettle.

Glancing at the solemn, Zhang Heping asked, "Are you a sniper?"

"No?" Zhuang Yan turned his head to look at Zhang Heping and said, "Why don't you know anything, the former three-year soldier was really in vain..."

This is a bit hurtful.

Zhang Heping's face froze for a moment, and he smiled reluctantly and said, "Yes, when I was a soldier, I was in the office, and I mainly read books. In the basic military subjects... I was a waste."

At this point, his breath sank.

Zhuang Yan suddenly couldn't bear it anymore and comforted: "I'm sorry, old Zhang, what I said just now was not intentional."

Zhang Heping sighed and said, "It's okay, what you said is also true. Before I came here, I also thought I was very good. After I came, I realized that I was garbage."

Zhuang Yan said: "That's not true. You can see that your writing skills are very good. Didn't you win the first prize in the previous essay competition? This shows that you still have strengths."

"Okay, don't mention this." Zhang Heping said, "You are not a sniper, how can you practice a sniper rifle?"

Zhuang Yan said: "The pre-reported monitor of the teaching team requires more than one specialization! Go back to lead the troops, and there are all kinds of specialties under his command. How can they teach?"

Zhang Heping nodded and said, "That's right."

Suddenly he said, "How accurate is your gun?"

Zhuang Yan thought for a while and said, "Three hundred meters, it's no problem to hit a target."

Zhang Heping said: "Head target? It's still bad..."

Zhuang Yan said, "Is this bad?"

Zhang Heping smiled: "You haven't seen a real sniper yet. You are at most a sniper... a sniper rifleman."

Zhuang Yan was unconvinced and said, "Don't blow it, it's like you know everything."

Zhang Heping said: "I haven't eaten pork before, haven't I seen a pig run? There is actually a version of the 85 sniper in your hand called the 79 sniper. Both guns are imitations of the former Soviet Army's Draguno. However, in terms of accuracy, the Dragunov sniper rifle is much better than the 85 sniper rifle, and the spread is much smaller."

"Who did you hear this from?" Although Zhuang Yan was very familiar with the shooting elements of the 85 sniper and the structure of the gun, he really didn't know the history of this gun.

At least, it is not written in the textbook.

Zhang Heping said: "You are going to participate in the top-notch competition at the end of the month. It is said that the group army will also conduct the marksman test this year. If you are lucky enough to pass the top-level competition selection of the group army, then you will understand what I mean by 'sniper rifleman'. something happened."

"According to what you said, our guns are not good?" asked solemnly.

Zhang Heping shook his head: "No. Bullets don't work. Your 85 sniper rifle uses the general-purpose 7.62MMX53MM heavy machine gun bullet, which is also used on the 85 type heavy machine gun. You know, other people's Dragunov sniper rifle They use their country's special sniper bullets, which is not the same concept as ours."

It was the first time that Zhuang Yan heard that bullets would also affect the accuracy, which Lao Qi never mentioned to himself.

He didn't believe it.

Zhang Heping saw Zhuang Yan's suspicious expression and said, "Don't believe it? Tell me, what is the maximum killing distance of the 85 sniper rifle?"

"The best killing distance is 600 meters, the effective range is 1,000 meters, the maximum shooting distance of the scale is 1,200 meters, and the effective killing distance of the warhead is up to 2,500 meters."

For the shooting of the 85 sniper rifle, Zhuang Yan is thoroughly familiar.

Zhang Heping asked, "So have you ever tried to hit the 600-meter target?"

Zhuang Yan was stunned, shook his head and said, "No."

Zhang Heping continued to ask: "Are you sure you can hit a target 600 meters away with your current gun and Type 53 heavy machine gun bullets at 600 meters?"

Zhuang Yan said: "It's not necessarily impossible, try it in the future."

Zhang Heping said: "I believe you can hit, but it is impossible to guarantee that you will hit every time. It's not your fault, it's the bullet's fault."

He talked endlessly, from various theories of sniper rifles to the equipment of foreign troops, and even taught Zhuang Yan a set of moving target ranging methods used by foreign troops on the spot.

Zhuang Yan was taken aback for a moment.

Is this **** still the familiar Zhang Heping?

At this time, Zhang Heping had a confident look on his face, his eyebrows were beaming, and he was full of purple hearts.

Zhang Heping, who had his own cowardly attributes, had disappeared at this time, and he could not find a trace of familiarity at all.

When he arrived, Zhuang Yan couldn't help but ask: "I said Lao Zhang~lightnovelpub.net~ How do you know so much? You know everything about foreigners."

Zhang Heping shook his head proudly and said: "Of course, I am studying the future direction of our army's operations, the digital and synthetic joint combat forces, and the theory of high-tech warfare. Since the Gulf War, the US military has given us a solid foundation. In fact, for a moment, the future war is completely different from the previous one, we can't sit back and watch the sky and hold on to the tactical thinking of our ancestors and not let go."

Speaking of this, he suddenly sighed.

"Why am I telling you this to a big boss!"

Zhuang Yan asked: "So you want to be a staff officer at the division headquarters?"

Zhang Heping nodded: "But now I think Deputy Commander Cai is right. No matter what I study, I must have a deep understanding of the unit I am in, otherwise it will be just talk on paper."

Zhuang Yan gave a thumbs up and said, "Old Zhang, I just realized that you are really powerful!"

Zhang Heping smiled smugly and said, "I'm already very good, otherwise, how do you think my graduation certificate from Luyuan came?"