Let you join the army to quit Internet addiction, but you create the Matrix Chapter 40

Chapter 40: Investigate Chen Ming. How many rings can he get?

Thinking, Lin Qingfeng couldn’t be bothered to argue with them anymore. If they want to observe, let them do so.

Anyway, when the ti cos, he’ll go find the brigade commander and do his best to convince him to place Chen Ming in his second armored infantry company. If the brigade commander disagrees in the end, so be it. After all, the final decision still depends on the brigade commander.

“I won’t stop you from observing, just don’t disturb,” Lin Changfeng told the two.

He then inford his three platoon leaders, “Prepare for live ammunition shooting.” The platoon leaders quickly made arrangents.

The shooting range had only nine targets, precisely one per class. The platoon leaders placed two boxes of bullets beside the range. Opening the boxes, the bullets were organized in boxes of one hundred rounds each. After counting and confirming, the platoon leaders distributed the bullets to the recruits.

Before issuing them, they double-checked to ensure each box contained five rounds. Bullet control in the military is stricter than imagined.

The recruits, about to shoot for the first ti, were warned by their squad leader, “During target practice, don’t be too nervous. After firing five rounds, unload the magazine, confirm no extra bullets, and pull the bolt a few tis to avoid jamming. Finally, rember to put the safety on!”

With a loud command from the platoon leader, “Fire!” the recruits, almost simultaneously, pulled the triggers, creating crackling sounds reminiscent of New Year’s firecrackers.

After the round, the platoon leader used binoculars to report the targets. The results were recorded, and soone changed the target paper when the nine left their positions. Their scores were diocre, as expected for recruits in their first live ammunition shooting.

It’s a test of luck and talent; only a few naturally excel on their first attempt.

The two company commanders observing asked Ye Qingshan, “Lower rank officer, what’s the matter? Is there anyone in this row who can catch your attention?”

Ye Qingshan shook his head, chuckled lightly, and remained silent.

The sharpshooter’s selection is rigorous in their company. Every sharpshooter needs nurous bullets, but not everyone can feed it. A genius only needs 400 bullets, while an ordinary person requires 800 or more.

Naturally, one would choose the one that needed only 400. The selection of sharpshooters prioritized talent. However, in this platoon, there were no standout talents. As the second-row and first-class finished shooting, the results were average, with no exceptional players.

As the second row and second class, including Chen Ming’s class, were about to start, the two company commanders, including Lin Changfeng, focused their attention. They knew Chen Ming from the rumors and had checked his information.

Chen Ming took the bullets from the second platoon leader, Gao Jie, and as he prepared to load them, Gao Jie whispered so encouragent. Aware of Chen Ming’s excellence in other areas, Gao Jie wanted to ensure he wouldn’t falter in shooting, maintaining a balanced mindset.

Chen Ming smiled, confident in his abilities and not prone to nervousness. He also had the Firearms Proficiency skill to rely on.

As the nine second-class mbers, including Chen Ming, took their positions, the onlookers, including the three company commanders, watched anxiously. Chen Ming noticed so nervousness among his teammates, especially He Dong.

In his mind, Chen Ming wasn’t worried about failure. Instead, he considered the possibility of performing too well and affecting his teammates’ confidence.

As the second class got ready, Chen Ming took a deep breath, his hand on the trigger, and focused on the distant target. The Firearms Proficiency skill instantly surfaced in his mind, providing various shooting techniques.

With the platoon leader’s whistle, the shooting began, marking when Chen Ming, now a sharpshooter, showcased his skills.