With the help of the Hawkeye skill, the target position at 100 meters is as clear as if it is within five meters.

Lin Wang secretly said in his heart: I didn't expect the junior hawkeye skill to hang like this, how powerful is the advanced hawkeye skill?

"Bang! Bang!"

Lin Wang fired several shots in a row, and when the last shot was fired, Lin Wang paused.

He aimed at a bullet hole in the target paper and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!" The

last bullet shot out of the barrel, cutting through all kinds of resistance in the air, hitting exactly the bullet hole that had just been targeted, and the position was slightly off.

It was still a bullet hole, but two bullets could be seen through.

Just now, there were freshmen in the first district who played a full ring, and Lin Wang wanted to win the first place and obtain the third-class merit, he had to use this way to get the full ring.

In fact, at a range of 100 meters, with the help of the Hawkeye skill, Lin Wang can make ten bullets pass through the same bullet hole.

He didn't do it because he didn't want to make a mistake in counting the results.

After all, such a simple assessment will definitely not use a laser tester, it is an artificial target on the paper statistics.

There are too few bullet holes, and there will be controversy when counting the results.

After Lin Wang finished shooting, he stood up and made a report.

"Report!" Immediately

afterwards, the two squad leaders Li Xing and Qin Hao also finished shooting and stood up.

The two of them are old cadets, and this 100-meter close-range rifle shooting is not difficult at all.

It is also common to take a full ring.

When counting the results, their scores will only be added to the average score of the class, not the freshmen alone.

After all, this is the first time that a freshman has demonstrated shooting, and that is too bullying.

Wang Zhishang was watching from the sidelines.

Although he had long been accustomed to Lin Wang's amazing performance, he was still shocked this time.

Lin Wang's aiming posture and his subconscious adjustment due to the influence of rifle recoil in the gap between consecutive shots allowed him to see the shadow of the veteran.

Lin Wang's action standards, but not so rigid and dogmatic, has his own unique style.

No

matter what Lin Wang's final shooting results were, Wang Zhishang had already rated Lin Wang's shooting as superior in his heart.

Wu Xiong stood three meters behind Lin Wang, and as soon as Lin Wang came on the field just now, he stared at Lin Wang.

In his opinion, Lin Wang, a novice, actually fired several bullets in a row, and the interval was too short to aim, so Lin Wang was sure that the bullets were inaccurate.

It seems that Lin Wang also has a fake handle style, and he doesn't know anything about shooting, and the first place in the squadron this time must be his own!

The group of freshmen that Lin Wang was in stood up one after another, and after the shooting, they retired.

The next group plays.

When Wu Xiong came on the field, his eyes were full of pride.

He thought that this time the squadron was the first, he was holding the handle in his hand, and finally it was his turn to be in the limelight.

The freshmen of the third class who came down from the shooting position breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Dahu pulled Lin Wang and said happily, "Lin Wang, when I fired the first shot just now, the butt of the gun hit my shoulder with a click, but fortunately my strength was stable."

"I'm really right, the recoil is so strong when shooting."

"How do you know?"

This was of course the conclusion that Lin Wang had personally reached, but he couldn't answer that.

He chuckled and replied, "What the squadron leader said."

Liu Yi rubbed his hands happily on the side, "When the first bullet shot went out just now, I heard the gunshot, and my brain was instantly bloodshot. "

That feeling of blood boiling is really cool, a good boy should protect his home and defend the country."

"This week's training was not in vain.

"Lin Wang, when you shoot a gun, do you have that feeling of dominating everything? Well...... Do you understand?"

Lin Wang teased, "I don't understand that it's that... Well...... feeling.

Liu Yi looked at Lin Wang expectantly, "I don't know what to say now when I'm excited, don't laugh at me, tell me, how do you feel?" To

be honest, Lin Wang didn't feel anything, because he had long been accustomed to live shooting in his previous life.

He seriously recalled the feeling of the first live shooting in his previous life, but he really couldn't remember it, and he said perfunctoryly.

"I feel very happy. "

Liu Yi: .

. "You guy, you're too perfunctory!" After

the rifle was fired, it was a 15-meter pistol shot, which was also ten rounds.

Every bullet of Lin Wang hit the bullseye, and when the last shot was fired, it was the same as just now.

Two bullets passed through the same bullet hole and were slightly deviated to avoid errors in the statistics.

After the shooting test, Wang Zhishang led the team to assemble at the large army, waiting for the next first-grade teaching director to announce the results.

Around the shooting range, a group of senior students are watching the liveliness.

The ministers of several school clubs also gathered there.

These people have no classes and no training, and while they gather here to watch the excitement, they are also looking for talent for their clubs.

Duan Jiaxu, the director of the shooting club, and several ministers said happily, "I heard that this shooting, there is a freshman with a full ring, it seems that our club is going to add talent again."

"Last year, several military schools held a joint military competition, and the shooting results of our school were not very good.

"I hope to attract a few talents this time." The

minister of the special operations club ridiculed: "You fancy freshmen who get full marks, and freshmen may not be able to fancy your club."

"Maybe people want to join our special operations club?"

"After all, we have unique and effective training methods in all kinds of training here." "

Several ministers, you laugh and laugh one by one, secretly suppressing each other.

Only Liu Wei, the deputy head of the taekwondo club, stood quietly on the side, looking at the freshman team.

I don't know what the freshman who met last time he met, who was very good at horizontal bars.

He hadn't encountered it since the last time he missed it, so he came here to try his luck.

He had a feeling in his heart that the freshman must be a top student, and he was afraid that such a good seedling would be snatched away by people from other clubs.

Wang Zhishang took the team to the designated place, and a platoon leader took the results back to him.

The first thing he saw when he got the results was to find Lin Wang.

He saw that Lin Wang's score was 90 rings, and his heart was slightly lost.

Lin Wang has always been the strongest one, and Wang Zhishang subconsciously believes that he should get more than 95 rings.

Although it was not as good as he expected, it was a good result, after all, the first time.

Lin Wang, a doll from a poor family, cannot be compared with people who have practiced abroad in advance during the summer vacation.

When the freshmen saw the report card held by Wang Zhishang in his hand, they were eager to know how their grades were.

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