Ace Special Forces in Movies and TV Shows

Chapter 0048: Truly a pervert!

"Fixed targets are actually the most basic thing for a marksman, because fixed targets are only available under the most ideal conditions on the battlefield. Moving targets are what you need to eliminate! From today onwards, you will begin practicing shooting at moving targets at medium range."

After only six people remained, Meng Jianguo moved on to a new training program.

The medium distance Meng Jianguo mentioned is between 400 meters and 700 meters.

Before the training began, he pulled Zheng Yingqi and Cheng Cai from the "observation team" out again and made them shoot at a 400-meter target. Unlike before, this time the target they were shooting at was moving and was moving irregularly.

Due to limited conditions at the firing range, it was impossible to create a standard moving target at a constant speed. Meng Jianguo could only have the "observation team" of six people and the training team take turns entering the safety pit and moving at a constant speed while holding the target.

As before, Cheng Cai and Zheng Yingqi both had ten bullets, and Meng Jianguo generously changed the time to three minutes.

"Fire ten bullets within three minutes, and see how many times you hit the target."

As novice "snipers," Cheng Cai and Zheng Yingqi both knew the difficulty of shooting at moving targets, especially at a distance of 400 meters.

The two men were completely absorbed in shooting, and they were extremely cautious with each shot, but their final results still made them feel ashamed.

Cheng Cai hit the moving target only twice out of ten shots, while Zheng Yingqi fared slightly better, but only managed three hits – it should be noted that in the past, these two were the type who could hit the target with their eyes closed during 400-meter shooting.

Meng Jianguo commented on the two players: "Their hit rates reached 30% and 40%, which is better than I expected. However, on the battlefield, you may only have one chance to fire. Who is willing to gamble on a 30% or 40% chance?"

When Meng Jianguo was training, he wasn't as sharp-tongued as the instructors in movies and TV dramas. Zheng Yingqi's most vivid memories of the two sharp-tongued instructors were Yuan Lang from the Old A and Gou Tou Lao Gao from the Wolf Fang. Compared to those two, Meng Jianguo was like a candle or a gardener, a teacher.

However, he always likes to consider and raise questions from a practical perspective. If conditions allowed, Meng Jianguo would even undertake projects that are more closely aligned with actual combat.

And so, the new training began.

For Meng Jianguo, time was actually very tight. He only had two months of intensive training time and he had to ensure that the six people he trained were qualified. So he had to start extra training. Fortunately, neither the six people in the intensive training nor the six people outside the roster complained about the extra training. On the contrary, they all had an attitude of "squeezing out" all of the instructor's skills.

The last month flew by, and the last day of the training camp finally arrived. As usual, the last day was the assessment, which was scheduled for the afternoon. Gao Cheng summoned the entire Seventh Company, saying that it was to broaden their horizons.

Everyone knew about the training squad organized by the company, but they had never witnessed the progress of the trainees. Therefore, when they arrived at the shooting range, the soldiers of the Seventh Company were extremely excited, wondering just how powerful the apprentice trained by the "Gun King" really was.

The six-person extra group was not among the examinees and could only enter the audience seats with their comrades from the company. Cheng Cai felt a little frustrated in the audience. He originally thought he could shine brightly on the field, but he didn't expect that he could only sit here in the end. Cheng Cai really liked being in the spotlight and he liked the feeling of being the center of attention.

Gao Cheng stood before the entire company:

"Comrades, as you all know, our platoon has been conducting a pilot program where our regiment's top marksman personally trained six 'marksmen.' But none of you have ever seen our 'marksmen' in action. Today, we'll show you just how good they are!"

Hearing Gao Cheng say this, the six people waiting to be assessed felt immense pressure. Instructor Hong Xingguo, noticing their expressions, whispered to Gao Cheng:

"Old Gao, don't put pressure on them. If you say that, they're likely to underperform!"

Gao Cheng smiled smugly, deliberately: "Instructor, let me tell you, marksmen and snipers are similar; both require precise strikes. The battlefield environment is never peaceful. If your mental fortitude is too poor, you'll crumble at crucial moments. Such soldiers cannot serve as important 'marksmen'!"

Hong Xingguo was helpless. His partner always talked about real combat and tried to find ways to make the training more difficult for the soldiers.

In the ranks of the third squad, the soldiers looked at Gan Xiaoning and Zheng Yingqi, eagerly hoping that the two of them would dominate and crush the first and second squads.

"Squad Leader Wu, can Gan Xiaoning secure the second spot? I have a bad feeling about him!" Bai Tiejun whispered.

Before Wu Liuyi could speak, Cheng Yongjun snapped, "Shut up! Can't you hope for something better?"

The commotion was quite loud, and people from Class 1 and Class 2 looked over. Seeing this, Wu Liuyi said, "I'm not sure. All five of them are about the same. At this point, it depends on who has the better mental fortitude."

炫！

Blatantly flashy!

The soldiers from the first and second platoons pursed their lips. Look, there are clearly six people on the field, but in Wu Liuyi's mouth, it's become five people—isn't this just showing off that their platoon has Zheng Yingqi?

The class monitor said somewhat sourly, "Liu Yi, what's wrong? You want the two people from your class to take first and second place?"

If the Seventh Company was a mountain weighing down on the 702 units, then the Third Platoon was the mountain weighing down on the Seventh Company—if it weren't for Bai Tiejun, who was dragging them down, they would have been left helpless in all kinds of competitions.

To put it this way—in the 5km race, Wu Liuyi is the undisputed leader, and now Zheng Yingqi has joined the fray. Last time in the individual 5km race, these two guys pulled ahead of the third place by 18 seconds!

If we're talking about marksmanship—although the snipers in the company are no worse than Zheng Yingqi, can a sniper with a scope really compete with the August 1st Army? Now it's even better; Zheng Yingqi has also gotten a modified Type 56 semi-automatic rifle with a scope. I guess those snipers can only watch Zheng Yingqi's dust.

Upon hearing the platoon leader's sarcastic remark, Wu Liuyi laughed, "The third platoon is just that strong—so what?"

The noisy audience fell silent the moment Meng Jianguo announced the start of the assessment, their eyes fixed nervously on the testing area.

"Liu Yi, could you explain the assessment content to everyone so that they have a better understanding of it?" Gao Cheng then called on Wu Liu Yi, who immediately began to speak:

"The first competition is rapid fire. Each person has ten bullets and must fire at ten targets at a distance of 400 meters within 40 seconds. Unlike our shooting, these targets appear randomly."

The soldiers simulated the scenario in their minds and were astonished. The average time to complete a shot was 4 seconds. Even hitting a fixed target at 400 meters would take ten 40-second intervals, let alone a random one.

"That's disgusting!"

These three words flashed through the soldiers' minds, and they nervously stared at the assessment field.