Bang bang bang...

Gunshots kept ringing out on the shooting range.

Not far away, other groups who were still resting gradually woke up.

The team leader who got the next round of assessment immediately shouted to the people below: "Okay, okay, get up, don't sleep. Get up and move around, get ready for the competition!"

The soldiers in the regiment got up one after another.

All of them yawned non-stop and kept rubbing their eyes and slapping their faces.

It's still dark, so they must stay awake so they can compete better.

After everyone stood up, they began to fully move their bodies and prepare for the shooting assessment.

After a while, black cars drove over from a distance.

As soon as Xu Qianshan and others got off the car, a colonel officer in charge of the assessment quickly ran over and reported: "Leader, it's not yet dawn, why are you here so early?"

"The shooting test has just started for a while."

Xu Qianshan laughed: "This competition is so important to the war zone. The soldiers are all awake. How can we old guys sleep?"

The big guys around laughed.

As I get older, I get less sleep.

More importantly, they also want to see the warriors on the field as soon as possible.

"How did the assessment go?"

"Half of the first batch of teams has been played."

"So fast?" Xu Qianshan was very surprised. The progress was faster than he expected.

Lin Guangyao knew that the Tigers were the first batch, so he immediately asked nervously: "How is this team doing? Is the result good?"

Everyone else also showed curious eyes.

Yesterday, the Tiger Team ranked first in all three assessments.

While being at the top, everyone else is far behind.

So everyone is looking forward to it today. Will the Tigers perform any more exciting things?

The colonel was so embarrassed that he couldn't speak: "They..."

Xu Qianshan stared at him: "What's going on? Don't hesitate. Are your grades very poor?"

The colonel immediately became serious; "No, no, the results are not bad. They played very well. I have never seen such good results!"

Everyone looked at each other, their faces full of suspicion.

Never seen such good results?

Is this cowhide a bit exaggerated?

"Let's go over and have a look."

Xu Qianshan was also a little confused and led the people immediately towards the place where the gunshots were heard.

Bang bang bang...

On the shooting range, gunshots rang out one after another.

At this time, the second group of teams also ran over and stood in order.

Xu Qianshan glanced at them and walked directly towards the viewing platform without stopping.

As soon as he sat down, the secretary made tea and handed the cup to him, and the gunshots over there happened to stop.

Xu Qianshan was slightly surprised: "How come we have just been here for a while and the fight is over over there? Didn't I just say that it was only half of the fight?"

Lin Guangyao was also full of curiosity and couldn't understand what was going on.

Xu Qianshan asked someone to call the commander-in-chief of the competition. While waiting, the gunshots over there rang out again.

The second batch of teams has also begun shooting assessments.

Luo Quan quickly ran in from outside and saluted: "Hello, chief, hello all leaders!"

Xu Qianshan immediately asked: "Is the Tiger Regiment shooting over? How was the result?"

Luo Quan looked strange, with a bit of embarrassment in his eyes, and he didn't know how to speak.

Seeing his constipated expression, other senior executives frowned: Why are these guys who supervise and assess all the same?

Xu Qianshan yelled: "You are mute, but you still can't speak? I heard that their team is very good, what can they hide?"

Lin Guangyao also stared at him closely, wanting to know the situation on Lin Hui's side as soon as possible.

Luo Quan took a deep breath and handed over a stack of target paper: "Leaders, you'd better see for yourselves. My level is limited and I really don't know how to explain it."

Xu Qianshan glared at him speechlessly.

Does it look like the real thing?

Isn't it just a target shooting, can you still make some tricks?

The moment the target paper was spread out, everyone's eyes widened.

I saw that all the bullets passed through the center of the target, some made a crooked circle, and some made a hole directly at the ten-ring position.

It would be fine if it was just one or two target papers marked like this.

After all, different people have different levels of marksmanship.

But dozens of target papers are all in this situation, so how terrifying must the group's marksmanship be?

Everyone looked at each other, dumbfounded: "Damn it, there are dozens of target papers, all of them hit ten rings, and they are also made into a circle. What kind of shooting level is this?"

Luo Quan grimaced: "That's it, they still say they didn't fight well."

A group of people stared with their eyes wide open, as if they had seen a ghost: Who said this, shout out, I will slap him in the mouth!

Seeing their disbelief, Luo Quan explained: "The commander of their regiment said that in normal training, two or three bullets are connected together. Today's visibility is not good, so we can only fight like this."

"If the lighting is better, it can perform even better."

Everyone collectively vomited blood.

This is called a bad fight, so what does a good fight look like?

Xu Qianshan shook his head and sneered, and slapped the table so hard that the tea spilled out.

He picked up a piece of target paper and said angrily: "They are too damn crazy. They have beaten it like this. How can they have the nerve to say this?"

Everyone immediately came together to take a look.

I saw a heart shape marked on the target paper at the tenth ring position.

Damn it! This is clearly showing off your gun skills!

"Who hit this?"

"The commander of their regiment was shot by Lin Hui."

Everyone hissed and took a deep breath, but then turned around and were speechless for a while.

"This kid is really good at showing off. He's beaten like this and yet he still says he didn't perform well?"

"Who can put a heart on the tenth ring within a range of two hundred meters and with poor visibility? Not to mention our war zone, the entire army may not be able to find anyone else."

"It's too arrogant, almost crazy, but I like it!"

Xu Qianshan turned to look at Lin Guangyao. The old boy was suppressing a smile.

The pride on his face was almost overflowing.

"What are you looking at me doing?"

Realizing that Xu Qianshan was staring at him, Lin Guangyao immediately regained his composure and said, "I told you earlier that my son is very powerful. Now look at him, not only is he powerful, he is also classy!"

"What does this love represent? It fully represents the purpose of friendship first and competition second!"

The corners of Xu Qianshan's mouth twitched. What nonsense are you talking about? Your son is clearly showing off his skills!

He turned his head and became angry: "Have a good test and see what kind of results you have got for them. With them fighting like this, what can other regiments do to compare?"

"If one or two other teams can play like this, they are already like Amitabha. Who can have the whole team like them?"

"Yes..." Luo Quan nodded awkwardly: "Then, do you want to stop the game?"

"Stop you big-headed devil!"

Xu Qianshan's eyes widened: "Now that we have the first place, the rest have to pick generals from the shortest, and they are not allowed to choose the second, third, fourth, and fifth?"

"Yes yes yes!"

Luo Quancheng was frightened and turned around to leave.

"Stand!"

After taking just two steps, he was stopped again.
To be continued...