Chapter 718

Jing Yunzhao and Zhou Meijun, as squad leaders, are responsible for the discipline of the students and watch their shooting, so they are in the last place.

Each person in the shooting event has ten rounds of bullets. This time, it's a real shot, 200 meters away, lying shooting.

The first row of students lie down, adjust the guns in their hands, and aim at the empty target in the distance. Suddenly, the sound of "bang" keeps ringing. Some people only feel extremely excited when they hear the sound, but others are scared.

After the first round of student design, the man behind the mound in the distance appeared to check the target.

"Miss, miss, miss Second ring, first ring Three points in total. "

"All miss, zero..."

"All out of target..."

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There are eight people in the first row. The total number of rings can't make up one ten rings, let alone each person has ten shooting opportunities.

As soon as the result came out, the students were disappointed, but it was the first time after all. Even if the result was not good, it did not make them lose their enthusiasm, and even thought it was good that eight people were not completely destroyed.

At the end of the two teams, it's Huo Tianxian's turn, and the other team has pottery pigeons.

Huo Tianxian raised his eyebrows and smiled at the pottery pigeon. A trace of contempt flashed in his eyes. Next second, he leaned over and stared at the target in the distance. "Bang bang" shot several shots. However, every time the pottery pigeon saw Huo Tianxian, there would be some inferiority and heart deficiency in his bones. His face was gloomy and his speed was much slower than that.

"Five rings, six rings, four rings..."

Huo Tianxian's results are obviously better than others. He has hit the target with ten shots and scored about 60 points. It's good for the novice, especially if one shot has been hit by nine rings. I don't know if the blind cat has met the dead mouse.

Qi Zhong rarely expressed a few appreciative expressions: "it's OK."

"Miss Benben has only played for two days, otherwise, I'm sure the guns are all above the eighth ring!" Huo Tianxian is ungrateful.

Qi Zhong shows some helplessness. This woman can't boast.

Looking at the pottery pigeon again, his face is extremely embarrassed at this time. Ten bullets, nine miss the target, and the remaining one shot only hit a second ring!

Even if it's Yao Baobao, it's a little bit more than her, let alone Huo Tianxian.

"A fool is a fool." After Huo Tianxian got up, he dusted his body and turned his eyes at the dove.

Tao dove was trembling with rage. Her face was pale. She was disappointed to the extreme. If it wasn't for Qizhong, the instructor, who was always strict, she really wanted to plead with the instructor to turn over and let her come again.

Tao pigeon lost a person, Zhou Meijun also felt shameless, that is, the rest of the class looked at Tao pigeon disappointed and shook his head.

"What are you proud of? I haven't hit yet! " Zhou Meijun said two words in a low voice.

Tieqing looks at the rest of the students coming forward with a face, and he doesn't forget to charge them one by one, for fear that they forget the skill of shooting, but she said a lot. The students in A08 are also a little fidgety, but they can't concentrate, especially her opening reminder that if the students don't play well, they will not listen to her, and if they play well, they will become her credit.

When Jing Yunzhao and Zhou Meijun came forward, the students next to them began to say, "monitor, when you just saw us shooting, you said a lot. You must have perfect skills. Don't miss the target!"

Zhou Meijun smiled confidently.

Miss target? She didn't touch the gun. How could she miss the target!

Just thinking about it, the gunfire in jingyunzhao's side has already started.