Anti-Japanese War Killing Enemy Explosion System

You can't show our true strength at all by doing this, it's all luck, okay?So what's the point of this competition?

"What? You seem to have a lot of opinions on my proposal?"

Can I have no comments?Everyone was speechless for a while.

Liu Zheping was full of confidence in the 10 leading soldiers he had selected, so he was the first to stand up and express his objection: "Sir, since it is a competition for the whole regiment, it is natural that the best leading soldiers from each battalion should be selected for the competition. , so as to reflect the true level of each battalion.

You do a random spot check now, in case you choose a recruit egg on one side and a veteran bird on the other, is it better than trying an egg?

Not right, not right; I think this is not a competition of martial arts at all, but a competition of luck.

With you like this, even if the final results come out, the other battalions may not be convinced. "

"That's right, Tuan Zuo, it's really bad for you to do this, you know?"

The rest of the people were also very confident in the pioneers they had selected, and they all stood up to express their dissatisfaction.

Yang Chen said in a deep voice: "The ones you selected are all veterans, right?"

Everyone nodded.

"What I want to test is your recent training results, can it be reflected from the veterans?

Or are you not confident in your ability to train recruits? "

"This……"

Everyone is silent, there is no way to answer these words, if you refute, it is to admit that your ability to train recruits is not good, and recruit recruits in the future, who else would like to join their battalion?

"Do you have an opinion? If there is no opinion, then it's settled."

Seeing that no one had any objections, Yang Chen continued: "Of course, in order to ensure the greatest fairness, I can cancel the random selection, but well, I must choose from among the recruits who have joined the army within half a month.

Anyone who dares to cheat will have zero grades! "

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, because in this way, even if they were unable to send out the most powerful pioneers, it still prevented the recruits from being held back.

Moreover, each battalion is also at the same starting line, and the competition is their own hard power.

A few minutes later, each battalion successively selected 30 representatives from the recruits to participate in the competition.

The first round of written test was marksmanship.

200 meters circular target, and moving target.

Each person has 10 rounds of bullets, each time is limited to 1 minute, and the total score is recorded.

The first ones listed are 10 participating soldiers from the first battalion.

Under the personal supervision of the head of the group, Yang Chen, they went to their respective target positions and got down on the ground.

"start!"

Yang Chen gave an order.

"boom!"

"Bang bang bang bang bang!—"

The next moment, there was a burst of gunfire on the shooting range.

In just the first round of shooting, Liu Zheping found that at least two people sent bullets flying into the sky.

Suddenly, his face was contorted with anger.

The rest of the people couldn't help laughing out loud, and their hearts were stabilized now.

It's not easy to deal with a battalion of these rookies.

1 minute later.

10 people, all 10 rounds of bullets were fired.

The total number of rings is 698.

After hearing the results, Liu Zheping, the first battalion commander, had a gloomy face and said nothing.

This result is really too bad. The per capita score is less than 7, which is far from his estimated per capita score of 8.

"Old Liu, the marksmanship of your first battalion doesn't seem to be very good? Just like this, the per capita score is less than 7 rings. It seems that you are not qualified enough to call yourself the number one battalion in the world."

Liu Zheping looked at Xu Ming with a dark face: "Don't be too happy."

"Don't worry, you will soon see the level and strength of my second battalion."

While Xu Ming was speaking, 10 shooting representatives from the Second Battalion were already in place.

Everyone stopped talking and all turned their attention to the shooting range.

"start!"

"boom!"

"Bang bang bang bang bang!—"

There was another shot, and this time it was Xu Ming and Rong Hao's turn to turn black.

In the first round of shooting, there were no fighters in their second battalion to shoot the bullets into the sky, but someone did shoot the bullets into the soil on the ground.

And there are still three people!

Looking at the three splashes of smoke and dust, it is so dazzling.

This face slap came too fast!

How could Liu Zheping let go of this opportunity to add insult to injury, and immediately sneered, "Yo? Could it be that there are gophers in that soil?"

"This is just the beginning." After Xu Ming finished speaking, he stopped talking.

"I'm afraid that the beginning is already the end."

Except for Liu Zheping, the others stopped mocking, because they didn't want to try the feeling of being slapped in the face.

So, they all shut their mouths and focused on the competition.

Soon, the results of the second battalion came out.

The total score is 683 points, which is 15 points less than the first battalion.