The three looked at the door and saw that it was Wang Lei, the staff officer on duty.

"Wang Sanshi, is something wrong?"

Because the character Lei is composed of three stones, everyone in the team likes to call Wang Lei Wang Sanshi.

"Captain, I have received an urgent notice from the Military District Command, asking you to go there immediately for an emergency meeting."

"emergency meeting?"

The three looked at each other.

Everyone was a little surprised, but they all felt that things were not easy.

It's the third day of the new year, and it's certainly not a trivial matter to go to an emergency meeting at this time.

If it is not a particularly important task, the headquarters will not let it rush to the military area for a meeting at this time.

Liu Ziyan couldn't help but ask, "Wang Sanshi, did you say what kind of meeting was on the phone?"

Wang Lei shook his head and said, "No, I just told the captain to go over immediately, nothing else."

"Hey!" said Deputy Chief Liang Zhining, "It's so mysterious, could it be a combat mission?"

Zhang Hui stood up, walked to the table, picked up his big-brimmed hat, and said to Liang Zhining, "Lao Liang, I'm going to the military headquarters. You'll be on top of the shift here first, and show me."

He turned his head and said to staff officer Wang Lei, "Go, let Xiao He prepare the car, I'll leave right away."

"Yes!" Wang Lei saluted, turned to go out, and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

After Wang Lei left, Zhang Hui briefly explained to Liang Zhining a few things at work, then left the office and went downstairs.

A camouflage-painted Cheetah Jeep had been parked downstairs with an oversized No. 1 license plate.

After getting in the car, the car turned out of the camp gate and onto the road, heading towards the military district.

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Tiger Ridge, on the training ground of the "Red Arrows" brigade, the crisp sound of gunfire made a sound.

Han Zizheng stood not far away, glanced at the stopwatch, and after everyone finished playing, he stepped forward and said, "Ten more sets, your time is too slow!"

Everyone changed the magazine and reloaded the pistol.

Zhang Zhiang, who stood beside Han Zizheng, said: "Captain, it's almost time for dinner, let's close the team, everyone fired thousands of bullets this morning, I'm afraid if this continues, we will be found by the deputy captain in a month. Go talk."

"What are you talking about?" Han said disapprovingly: "The ammunition of the 'Hunter' unit does not account for the brigade's quota. We have the sword of Shangfang from the military region."

Zhang Zhiang nodded slightly and said with a smile, "If we practice like this, if we can't get results, I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain to the brigade and the military region in the future."

Han Zibo said: "Old Zhang, it's not that I, Han Zibo, are bragging. The level of our current 'Hunter' team will not be worse than any one in the brigade."

Zhang Zhiang said: "Now the battalions in the brigade are training hard, just to make our people compete. The third battalion commander said that he wants to teach you a lesson on the assessment field."

"I respect the third battalion commander very much." Han said to himself: "But training is training, and that is to speak with strength. To win the 'Hunter' team, hum..."

Having said this, the man smiled and shook his head, looking like he didn't care.

"Don't underestimate the enemy's carelessness." Zhang Zhiang said, "Yesterday I went to the brigade to do errands, and stopped by their training ground for a walk. The third battalion commander personally led the team to guide his soldiers in shooting training."

"Shooting?" Han said to himself, "His training is better than anything else, better than shooting? We are professional sniper teams that focus on shooting, and we compete with us in shooting. I'm afraid the third battalion commander won't be able to step down."

Zhuang Yan emptied the bullets in the 95-type automatic rifle, rushed forward twenty meters, drew the gun and swung it to the right side of the body, and took advantage of the situation to pull out the pistol and shoot at the small round target in front of him.

After the shooting, stand at attention, start the gun inspection, and put it in the quick-draw holster.

Han proudly came up and shouted, "Target test!"

Everyone walks towards their target.

This small round target is also called the eight-ring target.

What is an eight-ring target?

That is, the entire target is the same size as the eight rings on the ordinary chest ring target, and there are only three rings of 8, 9, and 10. If you miss the target, you will miss the target.

Zhuang Yan just fired 10 shots in 5 seconds.

However, it ran.

Han proudly came over, stood in front of the target and watched for a while, then put his hand on it to measure it.

Finally, he said: "The goddess scattered the flowers!"

Then go.

Soon, the team was assembled.

Han said to himself, "I hit a morning target this morning. Why, my hand hurts?"

The solemn tiger's mouth is indeed a little numb.

Don't think that shooting a live ammunition is just banging bang bang with your eyes closed.

If you shoot according to the standards of the special forces, it is actually a very tiring thing.

In particular, each type of shooting has a standard dedicated posture. First, you must do a good job of the standard and reach the standard, and then you can play freely.

The shooting action can be described in four words - water has no set position.

In fact, the most extreme shooting is how you feel comfortable and how to shoot, how accurate and how you shoot.

But military shooting training, first of all to fix a standard.

As the saying goes, without rules, there is no square circle.

Just as on the battlefield you can lift your gun over your head and shoot it out of the trench to suppress the enemy, as long as you need to.

However, on the training ground of the army, recruits must go through various basic and standard shooting training step by step according to the training syllabus.

For example, a ten-meter reduction target, or a fixed target fixed-distance static aiming, or the most basic shooting practice.

These may not be useful on the battlefield, but as long as the foundation is solid, they can be used arbitrarily.

Walking in front of Zhuang Yan, Han Zizheng grabbed his right hand and looked at the tiger's mouth.

Because it was winter and the south was relatively dry, and with the constant pumping, loading, aiming and firing, there were several openings on the solemn account, and a little bloodshot was seen when it was cracked.

"Kung fu is done, but not on the point."

He asked Zhuang Yan, "Do you know why your spread is so big?"

Zhuang Yan thought, "Fuck, you are the captain, you are the instructor, I know that I played better than you a long time ago, and I still use you to ask me?

"have no idea!"

Han said to himself, "Then why do you think your impact points are spread out so much?"

Zhuang Yan said: "According to the problem of the gun, it was unstable. The first shot was very accurate, and then due to the recoil, there was a jump when shooting quickly, which caused the trajectory to deviate."

Han proudly nodded: "It seems to be until his fault. But what caused you?"

Zhuang Yan's heart started to numb again~lightnovelpub.net~ I know I still need you to ask?

Han Yan Wang, who is a dog, asks these questions that he can't answer all day long.

"have no idea!"

Zhuang Yan had to say it directly.

Han proudly took out the Type 92 pistol from his solemn hand, weighed it in his hand, and glanced at the distance.

"I picked the guns for you. It's all right. The problem lies with you."

He made a gesture of holding a gun.

Then he asked Zhuang Yan: "I hold a gun and you hold a gun, what's the difference?"

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