novelraw Chapter 39 Competition
Chapter 39 Competition
There is only one day before the sniper competition, and the three people who have high hopes are holding their guns and practicing on the shooting range without stopping during the training break.
The target distance is 100 meters, and their requirement for themselves is to hit the red heart.
It's lunch break now, Ye Xun has fired more than a dozen shots and went back to rest, there are only two people left on the shooting range.
The center of the target that Lin Muchuan hit was already full of bullet holes. Although the position was shifted, it was still very stable.
Zhang Wan was practicing and suddenly chatting with him: "Beauty, you and the chief instructor...why are you keeping it a secret?"
Lin Muchuan fired. He fired the last bullet left in the gun, and replied: "Because there is no need to expose it. I came here for training. The relationship with Han Qian will cause me trouble."
Zhang Wan frowned and thought for a moment, and seemed to think it made sense, then asked curiously: "You...can you tell me how you met the chief instructor? Because it seems that you have never heard of the chief instructor falling in love before, suddenly As soon as the news of the marriage broke out, all Pumi were stunned."
Lin Muchuan recalled the first time he saw Han Qian, and then scribbled an answer: "Well... I forgot too."
Seeing that he didn't want to answer, Zhang Wan didn't ask any more questions. After aiming at the bull's-eye for a while, he suddenly got up from the ground with his gun in his arms, scratched his head in depression and irritability, and looked at him sadly. : "Beauty, I always judge how far I am not allowed to raise the gun, what should I do?"
Lin Muchuan paused when he heard his words, put down his sniper gun and turned to look at him while lying on the ground: "Are you too impatient? I think you can shoot three shots as long as I shoot one."
Zhang Wan sat on the ground and played with the sand, and said discouragedly: "I don't know how to calm down, I always feel that I can shoot, but I can't shoot."
Lin Muchuan pursed his lips and thought for a while, then suddenly stood up and walked towards him, squatting beside him: "You have to like this gun to be able to use it well, don't you like shooting snipers too much?"
Zhang Wan lowered his head: "It's okay, I'm just impatient and don't want to wait."
"Then this is your shortcoming. You have to practice harder. You can shoot well, but you don't have much patience, or you are too confident in yourself."
As Lin Muchuan said, he lightly tapped the sniper gun in his hand: "Well, now go aim the gun, look at that target, regard it as someone you like, look at it carefully, and see that your heart is calm. , I feel that the world is so quiet that it seems to be the only one left, so I can almost shoot."
"Isn't it? I regard the target as the person I like?" Zhang Wan felt that his world view was about to collapse.
Lin Muchuan looked at him: "Then do you want to fight well?"
Zhang Wan disarmed and surrendered: "Okay, I see, I like it."
He obediently crawled over, picked up the sniper gun again, and squinted one eye to look at the opposite target after hearing Lin Muchuan's words.
Lin Muchuan squatted beside him and watched for a while, moved his feet, and suddenly moved his head to the side of his gun.
Zhang Wan opened his eyes and looked at him: "What are you doing?"
Lin Muchuan pouted, turned his head back, and looked at him like a little teacher: "You are not serious at all."
Zhang Wan quickly reacted, raised his head to look at him with a gun in his hand: "No, you suddenly moved your head over, I will definitely notice..."
"This shows that you are inattentive and easily distracted." Lin Muchuan lightly accused him.
Zhang Wan felt that he couldn't beat him, so he simply admitted: "Okay, I will try to concentrate."
After saying that, he lowered his head to look at the scope again.
Lin Muchuan patiently supervised him, and after watching for a while, he suddenly stretched out a finger and shook it next to his cheek.
"..." Zhang Wan's opened eye blinked lightly.
...still not concentrating.
Lin Muchuan didn't make a sound, and squatted beside him with his arms around his legs and continued to observe him.
"..." Zhang Wan stared at the target in the scope, his eyes squinted for a long time, and there was a faint tendency to twitch, feeling that the bull's-eye was about to be seen by him.
From the beginning, he was forced to be serious, but as his attention slowly concentrated, Zhang Wan found out that he had calmed down a lot, and even looked at the opposite target more pleasing to the eye.
Lin Muchuan saw that his eyes hadn't blinked for a long time, and knew that he had completely entered the state, so he quietly walked away, and he stopped practicing the gun, fearing to disturb this person who finally got serious, picked up the sniper gun quietly He left the shooting range without a sound.
Just before he turned around and took a few steps, a familiar figure appeared in his vision.
Lin Muchuan heaved a long sigh, wondering if this person was lingering, why he was always chasing after him.
He held the sniper gun and planned to return it, to see if he had time to take a rest. He was easily fatigued when his nerves were tense.
Han Qian followed him to the outside, saw that there was no one around, then went up and hugged him into his arms, and said in a low voice, "Being a little teacher?"
Lin Muchuan bumped into his arms, almost unable to hold the sniper gun in his hand, and couldn't help but look up at him: "Stop messing around, I'm a little tired."
The sound of Zhang Wan shooting in the shooting range sounded, and Han Qian stood behind him, wrapped his hands around his soft waist, and snorted a few times: "The kid knows we are related, right?"
Lin Muchuan was a little helpless, resisting the urge to kick him.Could it be that he didn't know, he himself was so obvious, the last time he was in the cabin, he was really upright and fearless, and he almost pissed himself off.
He thought about it, so he really raised his leg and gave Han Qian a kick, and then quickly left the shooting range with the gun in his arms.
Han Qian lowered his head and stared at his soiled military boots, pursed his lips nonchalantly, turned his head and chased after him, pestering him all the way back to the dormitory after returning the gun.
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The day passed very quickly, and soon the training base ushered in the first sniper competition that attracted much attention.
The four groups lined up separately and sat down on the sandy ground of the shooting range.
All five instructors and four judges were present, and even Chu Chen, who hadn't seen him for a long time, hurried over to preside over the competition.
There are three contestants in each group, and they are divided into four groups and stand within the shooting area line. A sniper gun, sniper bracket and accessories, scope and a box of ammunition are placed on the gun stand in front of each person.
There are two rounds in the game, the first round is against a fixed target, and the second round is against a moving target.
The game is not only about marksmanship accuracy, but also time.
The instructor gave them the IZ69 sniper gun, which weighs 600 kg and has an effective shooting distance of [-] meters.
IZ69 is also known as the "Short Gun", named after its homonym for "IZ", but in reality, this sniper gun has a very slender barrel, cool and hard lines, beautiful shape, and high precision.
The competition was very strict from the very beginning. The target was set up 100 meters away, with [-] empty bullet casings stuck on it at random heights. At the moment when the instructor started timing, who was the first to remove the [-] empty bullet casings in the shortest time? finished.
In order to enliven the atmosphere, Chu Chen stood in front of the twelve contestants and said, "In order to boost morale, people in each group can speak harsh words."
Starting from the fourth group and going backwards, some people boasted that they must be the first, while some arrogantly gave the middle finger.
Zhang Wan put his arm around Lin Muchuan's shoulders and looked at them, unwilling to admit defeat: "Do you know what it means to have both appearance and strength? Lin Meiren shot your dog's head off."
Everyone booed immediately, and the people in the first group shouted the loudest, almost supporting the people in their own group.
Lin Muchuan suddenly saw that Chu Chen was in a complicated mood. He hadn't stepped out of the shadow of the interrogation room that day, and he was afraid that he would be affected and perform poorly.
It was the first time he returned to the training base after the undercover incident, and Chu Chen also paid attention to him, thinking that he should apologize to someone after the game is over.
"Okay, now, you have 5 minutes to prepare."
As soon as Chu Chen's voice fell, Lin Muchuan immediately stepped forward, squatted down and assembled the accessories and scope neatly, took out a bullet from the magazine, subconsciously weighed it in the palm of his hand, and then did not Hesitantly went up into the gun.
Holding the gun with both hands in a standard posture, he first squatted in front of the table and took a look at the target 100 meters away, then installed the bracket, walked to the sandy ground next to him with the gun and magazines in his arms, laid them out one by one, and then got down on the ground , squinting one eye to seriously correct the sight.
After finishing the night training last night, Lin Muchuan went to the shooting range with his gun in his hands for another round of practice. He also calculated that within a distance of 100 meters, regardless of weather factors, the normal falling distance of a bullet is seven centimeters.
After constant verification, when he informed Ye Xun and Zhang Wan of this formula, he was unanimously praised by the three of them.
After all, Lin Muchuan graduated from a liberal arts school. When he first left school, he was an intern teacher in a middle school. His brain is really smart.
The IZ69 is one of the top three sniper guns on the planet. Lin Muchuan couldn't put it down while holding it. He touched the frosted gun body with his fingers and felt that it felt very good.
When 5 minutes were up, Chu Chen asked the twelve guards to pinch the timer, and then called to start.
With an order, Lin Muchuan quickly pulled the bolt and loaded it, aiming at an empty shell casing on a target 100 meters away, concentrating on judgment.
Unlike hitting the bull's-eye, the bullet hits the empty casing, which means that there can be no bias.
Lin Muchuan listened to the gunshots coming from his ears one after another, and his expression was still calm, and he was not affected by other people's gunshots at all.
Others hit fast, but he wants to hit accurately.
After aiming for a while, his fingers moved and finally pulled the trigger slowly.
The bullet burst out with a loud bang, Lin Muchuan didn't check to see if he hit or not, and continued to touch the bullet, load it, and squint his eyes to aim.
If you are too fast and unstable, what you need to snipe is patience.
The guards were timing them, and the teammates in the back tensed up and stretched their necks in giraffe poses.
The distance of 100 meters is too far. They can only hear the sound of one shot after another, but they can't see whether they hit or not. They are almost dying of anxiety.
The reviewers next to them held up their binoculars and scanned them one by one, their expressions on their faces could not help but smile.
There are a lot of missed bullet holes on the target, but few empty shell casings. If the only ones that hit better are the one and four sets, the others are just here to make fun of it.
The number of empty shells on Lin Muchuan's target is slowly decreasing, and he can stably hit two shots within three shots, which has far surpassed others.
Gunshots were fired one after another, overlapping each other like cannons that shook the sky. The scene was so bloody and intense that it made people feel emotional just watching it.
Lin Muchuan pulled the trigger, let out a long sigh of relief and fired the last shot, and the last shell casing on the target was shot down.
He looked at the others, and it seemed that he was the first to finish.
He turned to look at the guard next to him again, and asked, "How long has it been?"
The guard glanced at the timer in his hand and replied, "Exactly one hour."
One hour, on average, one shot is scored in 2 minutes.
Lin Muchuan's hands were sore, and he couldn't help but let go of his hands and twisted his wrist on the ground. He heard the guard ask him, "Are you done beating? I'll report after beating."
"No, I haven't finished the fight yet." Lin Muchuan smiled embarrassedly at him, then raised his gun again and lowered his head to aim, holding the gun and slowly pointing the muzzle towards the corresponding target of his teammates.
Holding the timer in his hand, the guard was slightly taken aback.
The corner of Han Qian's mouth, who had been staring at him, twitched slightly.
The muzzle of the gun was aimed at Zhang Wan's target, and it could be seen that there were many empty bullet casings attached to it. Lin Muchuan aimed at one of them and fired a shot.
Zhang Wan, who was aiming and shooting, clearly saw his target shake suddenly through the scope, and then an empty shell case stuck to it was instantly shot down.
He froze suddenly, and turned to look at Lin Muchuan in astonishment.
Lin Muchuan pursed his lips and smiled at him, mouthing silently.
--come on.
The author has something to say: Note: IZ69 sniping Mucang was made up by the author, because it cannot reflect the reality.
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