After getting married, my husband became my instructor

Chapter 37 Marksmanship

The lunch break lasted for an hour and a half. Lin Muchuan was woken up when it was almost time. Han Qian took him by the hand and sent him out. The two left the office building. Lin Muchuan gently broke away from his hand and turned around. Go in the direction of the dormitory building.

Pushing open the door of the dormitory, just stepping inside, I saw Zhang Wan sitting on the bed, staring at himself deeply.

Lin Muchuan shuddered inexplicably when he saw him, and found that Ye Xun was still sleeping, so he closed the door cautiously, and walked lightly towards his bed.

"..." Zhang Wan stared at him with a guilty conscience, and lamented ten thousand times in his heart.

If he didn't stay in the dormitory during his good lunch break, he must have gone to fool around with the chief instructor again. It seems that he really can't relax at all in his man-marking.

After a while, the bell in the dormitory rang. The three looked at the class schedule, got up quickly, put on their shoes and rushed to the training ground to assemble.

Standing on the training ground, Wang Tao looked at a group of sleepy-eyed little bastards, Shen Shengtong knew: "This session of combat training has been changed, and it has been changed to a scene simulation sniper training. Come with me to the scene simulation booth to gather."

Another sniper training!

Everyone wailed and felt that their arms hurt.Sniper training not only trains marksmanship, but also endurance. It is really easy for them to be mentally exhausted if they are required to concentrate on aiming at the target all the time. Moreover, the sniper wooden warehouse is very heavy, and it is tiring to hold the hand all the time.

The wailing was the wailing, no one dared to refute the instructor's order, and they all followed their fate to the direction of the scene simulation booth.

The area of ​​the simulation shed is not too big, only [-] square meters. It is mainly designed to simulate actual combat scenes. The entire simulation shed is impervious to light and is surrounded by pasted screens, which will play pictures as the scene changes.

There are countless pinholes on the roof. If the scene is rainy, water will be sprinkled; if the scene is snowy, artificial snow will fall. There are also 3D thunder effects and air outlets around, which fully simulate the harsh environment of the actual combat scene.

When they came to the simulation studio for the first time, everyone seemed very excited.

A row of fixed targets was placed at a distance of 50 meters. Wang Tao asked them to line up in several teams, and gave the first person in each team a gun, and then started the scene simulation training for them.

He first turned on the air outlet device and set it to the first gear, west wind, and a gust of cold wind immediately blew up in the simulation shed.

When it comes to setting in rainy days, countless pinholes on the roof of the shed open the pinholes, rotating and raining down, pouring down on them overwhelmingly.

At the same time, the surrounding screens lighted up, and the screen played was cloudy and cloudy, and the sky became more and more gloomy. From time to time, a purple lightning flashed from the depths of the clouds. The clouds broke through the sky and seemed to be falling directly on their heads.

Everyone's training clothes were drenched by the rain, and they couldn't help shivering when they heard the thunderous thunder that sounded in their ears from time to time.

This is too realistic, it is estimated that if the gun is not fired properly, it will be scared to death by lightning, thunder, wind and rain.

Wang Tao accompanied them in the rain, stretched out his foot and kicked the nearest person: "Start!"

The first person in the team wiped the rainwater off his face, obeyed the order and started shooting, correcting the scope over and over again, his eyes were blinded by the rain.

Wang Tao said in a deep voice beside him: "One person shoots three shots, and the next one is replaced after shooting."

Lin Muchuan was second in a certain line, with short chestnut brown hair sticking wetly to his face, watching the person in front of him shoot three times, but missed a single one.

The man stood up holding the gun with a dejected expression, handed the gun to him, and automatically made up to the end of the line to re-queue.

Lin Muchuan lay down on the rain-filled ground holding the gun, squinted one eye and looked at the scope for a while, and felt that the previous person had not calibrated it correctly, so he fumbled to re-calibrate it.

The westerly wind was blowing right now, and the wind was not strong, but the rain was strong. Wang Tao set up a scene of heavy rain for them. After a while, everyone's shoes were full of water.

After the scope was calibrated, three bullets were loaded in, and he pulled the trigger to load one, and then began to concentrate on aiming at the bull's-eye.

In the last sniper assessment, only one-third of their group passed. It has to be said that factors such as weather will indeed affect their judgment.

With his hands behind his back, Wang Tao walked over to him with great interest, wanting to see if Lin Muchuan was really a seed in this area, or if the shot in the morning was just luck.

He watched Lin Muchuan lie there and set up the gun, and then kept that ambush position without moving for a long time, letting the thunder roar beside his ears and the purple lightning flashing above his head, he lay in the rain and only focused on the scope.

Wang Tao distractedly glanced at the person next to him, pulled his clothes for a while, wiped the rainwater off his face for a while, and he wanted to go up and give him a kick because of this hyperactivity disorder.

Just as he was hating that iron could not be turned into steel, under the cover of the sound of thunder and rain, a gunshot was heard at close range.

Wang Tao quickly withdrew his gaze and turned his gaze back to Lin Muchuan.

I saw the other party pursed his lips and frowned slightly, then pulled the bolt and loaded it again, and continued to aim at the bull's-eye.

Wang Tao raised the binoculars in his hand and glanced, suddenly surprised.

At the ninth ring, Lin Muchuan hit the ninth ring with his first shot, just a short distance from the bull's-eye.

Wang Tao was genuinely surprised this time, thinking that Lin Muchuan had hidden merits and fame, and he didn't know how well he trained with Commander Han to be able to be so accurate with one shot.

Or... Lin Muchuan himself has the talent in this area.

Hiss... I can't see it, I really can't see it.

Wang Tao shook his head and clicked his tongue, patiently waiting for his next shot.

Lin Muchuan's second shot hit the bull's-eye exactly as he expected.

Wang Tao raised his eyebrows, thinking that this might be a really good seed. If he can be selected for the entry group, he should strengthen his cultivation in this regard.

Three shots went out, and two shots hit the target. Lin Muchuan stood up holding the gun, and saw Wang Tao secretly giving him a thumbs up beside him.

He pursed his lips and smiled, handed the gun to the next person without being surprised, and then went back to line up again.

After a scene simulation training, everyone was drenched and exhausted physically and mentally. Zhang Wan put his arm around Lin Muchuan's shoulders, and the two of them walked towards the dormitory building with their bodies wet: "Beauty, I really didn't expect you to snipe. The marksmanship is so good. Well, I thought you hit it by chance before."

Lin Muchuan stroked the drenched hair on his forehead, and smiled: "Maybe it's the reason why I like to snipe at Mu Cang."

Zhang Wan couldn't help but gave him a thumbs up, then frowned, walked away with his arms around him as if thinking of something, distanced himself from Ye Xun, and asked in a low voice: "Beauty, are you going to find the boss during your lunch break?" Instructor?"

"..."

Hearing his question, Lin Muchuan pursed his lips, feeling that he really needed to explain clearly to him, otherwise Han Qian would always be labeled as such, and his image would be affected accordingly.

Thinking of this, he pulled Zhang Wan's hand off his shoulder and said, "Zhang Wan, actually Han Qian and I are not what you think, I am his...his..."

He couldn't continue speaking halfway, the tense expression on his face cracked little by little, he lowered his head in embarrassment, and stammered: "He and I..."

... How could he have the nerve to say such words?

"What are you and him?" Zhang Wan stood opposite, as if I'd like to see how you explain it.

"I..." Lin Muchuan lowered his head, feeling that he couldn't say anything for a moment.

"Zhang Wan."

Suddenly a familiar voice came from the front, and the two looked up, only to see Han Qian standing at the door of the dormitory building looking at them.

Zhang Wan, who was suddenly called by the chief instructor, straightened his legs, and walked over with a straight back, with a trace of fear in his heart, but still mustered up the courage to raise his head and look at him: "Chief instructor, do you have anything to do with me? "

Han Qian stared at him coldly, his gaze was like the cold wind in a winter night, just a glance over him made hairs stand on end.

He glanced at the people coming in and out, and then raised his chin to signal him to go to the side to speak.

Lin Muchuan watched the two of them walking side by side, hesitating for a while whether to follow, and within a minute of his hesitation, Zhang Wan had already walked back with a frown and a thoughtful expression. .

Lin Muchuan: "..."

So... what did the two of them say so quickly?

Han Qian was very cold and difficult to get close to everyone except Lin Muchuan. He just said a word to Zhang Wan, "Lin Muchuan is my wife, don't think too much about it", and then left.

After Zhang Wan heard this sentence, his brain couldn't absorb it for a while, and he frowned thoughtfully and lost his mind.

Lin Muchuan pulled him into the dormitory building and asked him, "Han Qian... what did you tell me?"

Zhang Wan followed him inside in a daze, and said in a dazed way: "I have to think about it..."

The amount of information is too much, and he has to deal with these relationships in his mind.

Ye Xun went back to the dormitory one step ahead of the two, and was just about to take out the key to open the door when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

...How did the dormitory door open?There are only four keys in their dormitory, and the instructor has it. It's impossible for the instructor to come and open it, right?Just took them to train.

Ye Xun hesitated at the door, Lin Muchuan and Zhang Wan also followed, the three pushed the door open, and saw a man standing inside, changing clothes.

The three of them were stunned at the same time, and it took a long time before they realized it, and said in unison in astonishment: "Nanfei!"

Nan Fei had just taken off his shirt, and there was a set of clean training clothes on the bed. When he heard the voice, he turned his head and looked, still holding the T-shirt he had taken off. He was very happy to see them: "Are you back?"

Zhang Wan couldn't wait the most, rushed up and hugged him: "Why did you come back so soon? Didn't you say that you will stop training for a month?"

Ye Xun and Lin Muchuan also walked over and heard him say: "My injury has recovered. The chief instructor is afraid that I will not be able to keep up after missing too many courses, so he asked me to come back early."

Lin Muchuan was also very happy to see him: "Great, I thought it would take another half a month to see you."

Nan Fei smiled and patted him on the shoulder, then glanced at them suspiciously: "Why are your clothes all wet? So is your hair, why did you go there?"

"Scene simulation training, you can also experience it in the future, it's quite exciting."

"Really, the chief instructor asked me to make up the exam tomorrow. Do you know what the exam content is?"

Ye Xun said beside him: "It's the assessment of all training items, it's very simple."

Nan Fei breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I don't worry, you guys go take a shower, don't catch a cold now that the season is changing."

"I'll go wash first, beauty, you come with me."

After recovering from the joy of reunion, Zhang Wan still decided to ask the matter clearly.

Lin Muchuan took the towel and clothes and walked into the bathroom with him. The other party closed the door, turned around and looked at him solemnly, and said seriously, "Beauty, tell me the truth, what is the relationship between you and the chief instructor?"

Lin Muchuan was stared at by him, he hung his head guiltily, grabbed the towel and clothes in his hand, and stammered, "Han Qian...Han Qian is my...husband."

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