Wang Hao lay on the ground, staring at the 95 assault rifle's accuracy, and silently chanting in his mind three points and one line, two hundred meters away. Although the target was half the size of his body, he could only see a little bit when aiming at it two hundred meters away, and could not see clearly at all.

When he really entered the shooting state, Wang Hao found that as he breathed, the 95 assault rifle was moving, and it was not still at all. Although the shaking amplitude was very small, the person next to him might not be able to see it with his naked eyes, but the person who shot the gun could feel it: "Press one-third of the shots, don't pursue absolute stillness." He muttered in his heart about Professor Xiao Zhan's shooting points.

When the heart moved to one-third of the bottom of the target again, Wang Hao decisively fired.

Bang bang!

Then two more gunshots were fired, and Ning Yong and Ouyang Rujing also fired the first shot.

"Report the target." Xiao Zhan shouted with the walkie-talkie next to him.

About ten seconds later, a sound came from the walkie-talkie: "Target No. 1, Target No. 9, Target No. 2, Target No. 7, Target No. 3, Target No. 10."

Wang Hao was the No. 1 target. Hearing that he shot Jiuhuan in the first shot, he felt excited. But the next second, when he heard No. 3 Ouyang Rujing hit the Ten Rings, he couldn't help but look at her, because he remembered that Xiao Zhan said that if he hit him for the first time, there were only three situations. First, he was fooled; second, he had shooting talent; third, he had shooting training before.

"Which kind of Ouyang Rujing would be?" Wang Hao secretly guessed in his heart: "She grew up in the military dean. It seems that she had conducted shooting training before."

As for Ning Yong, he was very depressed at this time. Because of his kung fu, his eyesight was much stronger than Wang Hao. Wang Hao could only see a vague target, and he could clearly see the ring on the target. However, for some reason, he clearly aimed at the bull's eye and defeated one-third as Xiao Zhan said. As a result, he only scored seven rings, and the worst score in the three-person group.

Next, Wang Hao seemed to find a feeling. The second shot shot was ten rings, the third shot was ten rings, the fourth shot was the level ahead, and the ten rings were still ten rings. When the fifth shot was just the fifth shot, he felt a little proud, so he missed and shot eight rings.

Five bullets and forty-seven rings were only one ring away from Excellence, which made him very depressed. When he saw Ouyang Rujing hit fifty rings, he became even more depressed. However, Ning Yong hit forty rings and just passed the exam, and then he found a little bit of balance.

Xiao Zhan walked up to Wang Hao, stared at his eyes for a few seconds, and said, "I am so old and my mentality is still so unstable. Even the eighteen-year-old recruits under my command are not as good as those of my eighteen-year-old recruits."

Wang Hao originally thought he would be praised for a few words, but after all, he was not bad at all. If he didn't end up affecting his mentality, he would definitely be able to play ten rings, but he never expected that Xiao Zhan would defame him as worthless.

He greeted the other person's family in his heart, and millions of national scoldings finally gathered into one sentence: "Fuck!"

Next is the second shooting exercise. There is no need to pay attention to the number of rings, only the hit, the three shooting postures are divided into lying posture, kneeling posture and standing posture. Each posture has three bullets, the target is a chest target, and it is displayed for only ten seconds.

This time, Wang Hao forced himself to suppress his mentality, bang bang bang bang bang... He was the first to shoot every time. After nine bullets were fired, he had no empty shots, and all shots were hit, and then he showed a provocative look at Xiao Zhan.

Xiao Zhan turned a blind eye to Wang Hao's gaze, but he was a little surprised, because he found that Wang Hao had the talent for shooting. A man who had never touched a gun had only trained to take the gun for a week. The first time he fired a real ammunition, he achieved such a result. Several sniper recruits from their third squadron were almost at this level, and they were even a little worse.

"All of them are talents." Looking at Wang Hao and Ning Yong, Xiao Zhan felt a little itchy. He really wanted to get people into his own third squadron and train them. Wang Hao would definitely become a good sniper, and Ning Yong would definitely be the most powerful assaulter.

As for Ouyang Rujing, he had no idea. He looked like he was not an ordinary woman. He guessed that he might be an operation team member trained by the intelligence force, because he participated in the shooting training of the entire army one year and had contacted those perverted operation team members.

In the next few days, Wang Hao and Ouyang Rujing will practice the live ammunition shooting of AK47, and they will have enough bullets. As long as they are not afraid of knocking their ears to deafness, Ning Yong, a big guy, is not accurate in shooting, but his strength, speed and physical flexibility are too strong. Xiao Zhan found him an M60 machine gun in active service in the United States, and he kept getting bored.

Originally, shooting was a pleasure and a little excited, but after a week, Wang Hao felt like he wanted to vomit. He shot hundreds of bullets every day, and when he went to bed at night, it was a sound of bullets. Even if he stuffed his ears later, it was still useless.

The half-month training finally ended. Before leaving, Xiao Zhan brought the four of them to a mechanical warehouse, all of which were equipped with foreign troops.

Because Wang Hao and others were rookies, they did not ask for their opinions and directly asked someone to choose equipment for them, and everyone was different.

Wang Hao got a modified AK47, with tactical rails, holographic aiming and night vision goggles, as well as an American M9 pistol, equipped with ***, and there is no helmet or tactical vest because their identities are refugees.

Ouyang Rujing's equipment is an MP5 and a Colt pistol.

Ning Yong is still an M60 machine gun and has a lot of ** on his body.

The three of them could not be said to be fully armed, but at least they were not unarmed. The equipment was only familiar with them for a day and then they were taken back. Then Wang Hao and Ning Yong followed Ouyang Rujing onto a ship. After getting off the ship, they found that they were already in Thailand.

"Ouyang, why are we going to Thailand? Aren't we going to Africa?" Wang Hao asked in a confused look.

"From today on, all three of us are Thai, this is your passport." Ouyang Rujing handed the passport to Wang Hao and Ning Yong.

Wang Hao took a look and found that he couldn't understand the words on it, so he became even more confused. He looked up at Ouyang Rujing and said, "Ouyang, why do I feel like I'm being sold?"

Ouyang Rujing said with a blank expression: "In order to kill Zhang Chengye, I used all the resources I could use and asked everyone I knew. If you are afraid now, you can take Ning Yong back to the country. When I kill Zhang Chengye, I will help you bring Li Jie back."

"Who is afraid? Isn't it just Africa? Even if it's a sea of ​​swords and fire, I'm not afraid." Wang Hao immediately started shouting like a cat with his tail stepped on.

In front of beautiful women, no man will admit that he cannot do it, and Wang Hao is no exception. When he saw the contemptuous look in Ouyang Rujing's eyes, his self-esteem was deeply stimulated.
Chapter completed!