Special Forces: I am really a hygienist

Bang, bang, bang....

In just a few seconds, thirty gunshots rang out one after another at the shooting platform of Yan Guo.

The magazine of the assault rifle in He Qiu's hand was emptied in an instant.

At this moment, not only Han Mingzhe and Han Yongjun at the Goryeo target platform next to them looked stupid, but Zhang Tianzhi and others who followed behind He Qiu were also stunned.

For a while, the entire competition hall was silent, leaving only bursts of gunfire that had not been eliminated and continued to echo in everyone's ears.

After a while, Zhang Tianzhi and the others came back to their senses, and Luo Feng, who was on the same team, said even more anxiously: "He, Captain He, you, you didn't aim much, and you finished all the bullets?!"

Although Luo Feng didn't want to continue, he still couldn't hold back the impulse in his heart, and complained in a low voice: "You're a little too child's play, aren't you!?"

At the same time, Kim Jung-min, who was originally nervous in the stands, suddenly turned happy after listening to thirty consecutive gunshots, and shouted excitedly in his heart: "God bless Goryeo!"

"This Yanguo soldier is really a fool, hahaha!"

If it weren't for the presence of others, Kim Jung-min would have run down the stands immediately and award He Qiu a Goryeo State's highest personal citizen Medal of Honor!

Thinking of this, Jin Zhengmin's eyes softened when he looked at He Qiu: "Could it be that this soldier wants to take refuge in my

Goryeo nation?"

"Well, it's very possible!"

"After all, I, Goryeo, am a developed country, and their Yan country has only been a developing country for so many years.

Just when Jin Zhengmin was daydreaming alone in his heart, the other Yanguo officers standing behind Gao Shiwei also showed ugly looks on their faces, and they were unhappy in their hearts: "What the hell is going on with this He Qiu?"

"He is disregarding the honor of the country!

But at this moment, Gao Shiwei was still sitting firmly in place, and there was no change in the expression on his face.

Seeing this, those officers who were dissatisfied with He Qiu's actions just now had no choice but to stop their words and stare at the target platform at the end of the track one by one.

At the same time, at the firing position on the Goryeo side, Han Mingzhe immediately said with excitement on his face after a short period of distraction: "It seems that the monkeys of the Yan Kingdom are planning to give up this time

!" "Their shooting level is really bad!"

"Yongjun, as the genius sharpshooter of the Goryeo nation, it's all up to you next!".

Hearing this, Han Yongjun, who had a baby face and looked harmless to humans and animals, also flashed a trace of cruelty in his eyes, and then said confidently: "Don't worry, captain

!" "I will definitely show these monkeys of the Yan Kingdom what is the real marksmanship!"

As soon as the words fell, Han Yongjun immediately grabbed the M4A1 assault rifle in his hand, took two deep breaths, stabilized his mind, squinted slightly through the front end of the gun body, and aimed at the bullseye position 400 meters away.

After calming down for a few seconds, Han Yongjun decisively pulled the trigger.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

As the most prominent and young sharpshooter among the three special brigades under Kim Jung-min, Han Yongjun's marksmanship is second to none among his peers in the entire Goryeo country.

Soon, Han Yongjun quickly emptied the magazine of the assault rifle after he was fully in the state.

After putting down the slightly hot gun in his hand, Han Yongjun looked at Han Mingzhe who was nervously looking forward to it with an excited face: "Captain, it's done!"

Seeing this, Han Mingzhe was overjoyed, and hurriedly asked, "How do you feel?"

Han Yongjun didn't speak, but nodded vigorously, and his eyes reflected a glittering brilliance.

This time, under the pressure exerted by He Qiu before, Han Yongjun could be said to have performed extraordinarily!

Immediately afterward, Han Mingzhe took Han Junyong to stand beside the target platform, quietly waiting for the final approval results of the target reporter.

As soon as they saw that both sides had completed the shooting competition, the Mi Army target reporter who was waiting next to him immediately ran over.

A few minutes later, the target reporter standing on Goryeo's side relied on the loudspeaker at the test venue to report one sentence at a time.

"First shot, 9.9 rings!", "Second shot, 10 rings!",

"Third shot, 9.8 rings!"

...

"The average number of targets shot by the Korean side in the end, 9.9 rings!" As

the target announcer's voice fell, a large 9.9 number was suddenly displayed on the suspended electronic projection screen in the center of the venue, representing the national flag pattern of the Korean side.

After a few seconds of silence, the audience suddenly erupted in a carnival scream of a mountain and a tsunami.

"Wind Hunting Special Combat Team, good job

!" "Han Yongjun, worthy of being the youngest and most talented sharpshooter in our

Goryeo!" "Han Yongjun, Goryeo Spear God!"

At

the same time, Kim Jung-min in the stands couldn't help but stand up with surprise on his face, and took the lead in applauding vigorously.

Then, Han Mingzhe, who was standing next to the target platform, looked at the numbers on the electronic screen with a look of ecstasy, and then excitedly hugged Han Yongjun beside him, like a loving elder, constantly scratching Han Yongjun's hair with his palm.

"Yongjun, you are really good! You didn't embarrass us for hunting

!" "You didn't lose face for our Goryeo nation either!"

After

speaking, Han Mingzhe glanced at He Qiu and the others on the target platform next to him with some contempt, and immediately ran to the bottom of the stands with Han Yongjun.

Thinking of this, Han Mingzhe stood in shape under the stands, and saluted Jin Zhengmin with Han Yongjun: "Report to Your Excellency Commander, the Wind Hunting Team has lived up to the trust and successfully completed the task!"

Jin Zhengmin also straightened his waist and saluted Han Mingzhe and the two people in the audience, and then smiled: " Thank you for your hard work, after the end of this tripartite military exchange meeting, I will personally award your special combat team with the highest medal of honor in this military region!" In

Kim Jung-min's view, Han Yongjun's 9.9 ring score is already nine out of ten to win this competition.

Unless that Yanguo soldier can also score the same score or a higher 10 rings

! But based on the performance of the Yanguo soldier just now, wanting to score such a result is tantamount to a fool's dream!

As if to confirm Jin Zhengmin's thoughts, the target reporter who checked the Yanguo immediately reported He Qiu's shooting results.

"First shot, 10 rings

!", "Second shot, off target!",

"

Third shot, off target!"

...

"The average number of targets that Yan Guofang finally shoots

, 0.4 rings!" In addition to the 10 rings of the first shot, the target reporter determined that He Qiu's next 29 shots were all off target, because there was only one bullet hole in the entire bull's-eye!

Therefore, as the referee, the Mi Jun target reporter also generously rounded He Qiu and counted the number of targets that could not be divided into 0.4 rings

.

Anyway, the soldier of Yanguo missed the target with twenty-nine shots in a row, and such a shooting result could not win against the Goryeo side no matter how it was calculated, so he simply gave a score of 0.4 rings.

In the next second, after a short silence in the entire venue, the Korean soldiers and Mi soldiers present all let out a wave of contemptuous boos one after another.

Seeing this, Luo Feng and the others who were standing beside He Qiu immediately turned ugly, and they wanted to say a few words about He Qiu, but they couldn't open their mouths when the words came to their mouths.

But He Qiu still looked calm and calm, and directly turned around and took Luo Feng and the others to the stands, and saluted Gao Shiwei with his head held high.

Hearing this, the officers of Yanguo, who were already feeling a little embarrassed, could no longer hold back the anger in their hearts at this moment, and rebuked one after another: "He Qiu!"

"Do you know what you did just now!?"

"You are dishonoring the face of our country! You are discrediting the entire Southeast Military Region!"

He Qiu, there is another competition next, I hope you will work hard..."

Hearing this, He Qiu just stood in place with his chest straight, his eyes looking straight at Gao Shiwei who was sitting on the stage, and ignored the reactions of others.

In the next second, Gao Shiwei raised his hand directly, and the originally angry Yanguo officers behind him quieted down.

Gao Shiwei still sat firmly in place, and his expression did not change in the slightest.

In the end, under the gaze of everyone, Gao Shiwei stared at He Qiu's face with burning eyes, and said in a firm tone: "He Qiu, I believe in you!"

Before Gao Shiwei's voice fell, a somewhat panicked voice suddenly came from the loudspeaker in the venue.

"The Yan Guofang fixed-point target has been verified incorrectly! There are multiple bullet marks at the position of the bullseye of the 10 rings

!" "Re-verification is carried out now!" After

a while, just when the whole audience was puzzled, the frightened Mi Jun's exclamation came from the loudspeaker again: "Yan Guofang's thirty bullets all hit the bull's-eye!"

Repeat, all 30 bullets from Yan Guofang hit the bull's-eye!"

The Mi Army target reporter who spoke had a tremor of fear in his voice.

"Oh my God, what did I see?"

and "He smashed the bull's-eye!"