After getting married, my husband became my instructor

Lin Muchuan helped Zhang Wan shoot down five empty bullet casings, leaving him room to continue to play, and then closed the gun to let the guards stop the timer.

During this time, one person from the four groups had already fired [-] empty shell casings, and the guards were the first to report.

One and a half hours is the limit, and anyone who exceeds this time must stop shooting and it will be regarded as the end.

The guards went to pick up the shot down empty shell casings, and finally counted a total of 84 in one group, 52 in the second group, 67 in the third group, and 82 in the fourth group.

"The gap between two fucking bombs?" The four groups immediately became agitated, cheering for their teammates.

Chu Chen stood at the front and announced that in the first round, the team No.1 was in one group, and the individual No.1 was in four groups. Lin Muchuan was only 5 minutes away from him.

Zhang Wan patted him on the shoulder to comfort him: "You played five more games than him in five minutes, and he's almost at grandma's house."

Ye Xun echoed from the side: "Yes, we just need to know."

Lin Muchuan didn't care at all and nodded.

Having won the first place at the beginning, a group compared their middle fingers arrogantly to the others.

The others returned the thumbs up.

In the second round, hit a moving target 50 meters away.

Still shooting down empty shells, ten empty shells, three 10-minute time limit.

Lin Muchuan lying on the ground still methodically recalibrated the scope.

The four groups all knew that the first group was a strong opponent, so they couldn't help but pay more attention to them. Lin Muchuan was on the far side, and naturally received more attention.

Han Qian and Wang Tao didn't take them to play live targets much, and their progress was not fast but proficient. On the contrary, Lin Muchuan felt that this game was a good experience, and he could see the gap between himself and others.

He calmly observed the dynamics of the live target, and patiently made a preview judgment. His elbow was on the ground, and it hurt a little from the rough sand.

It takes about four seconds for the target to move in a straight line from left to right. In addition to pinching this time, it is a matter of shooting neatly.

Lin Muchuan fired the first shot. After holding the back seat, he leaned over the scope to look. If there is a bullet hole in the target, it is a miss, and if there is no bullet hole, it is a hit.

Obviously, he missed the shot.

But it's normal, the first two shots can be regarded as practice, as long as you get the feeling of shooting, it's fine.

He continued to reload, to preview.

In the second shot, the bullet rubbed against the empty shell and pierced the target paper. The empty shell shook for a while, and finally fell off.

Lin Muchuan didn't know if this counted as a hit, but in the end it counted the number of empty shell casings shot down, so it should be counted as being shot down by himself.

Thinking of this, he continued to shoot without hesitation.

Within a 10-minute limit, Lin Muchuan shot down eight empty shell casings in the end, and there were two more that could not be fired by the time limit.

In the first round, the individual No.1 in the four groups had seven hits, and he happened to be one less, so comparing the two rounds is a bit troublesome.

A total of 17 shots were shot down in one group, 9 in two groups, 11 in three groups, and 19 in four groups.

Chu Chen began to announce the rankings for the second round of the competition. The first place in the group is the four groups, and the individual No.1 is undoubtedly Lin Muchuan.

"Lin Meiren is the first one who didn't run away."

"But in the first round, whoever is the first in the four groups."

"In the last round, our group was first, and this round is the first in four groups. How do we count?"

"..."

Everyone started discussing one after another, and they didn't know how to calculate the final ranking. There is no difference in strength.

Chu Chen carefully compared the results with other judges.

In the first round, one group of 84, four groups of 82.

In the second round, one group of 17, four groups of 19.

Both happen to be two more than the other party, isn't this embarrassing?

"This No.1 is really hard to judge." The judges shook their heads and clicked their tongues, not knowing what to do.

Han Qian stood by and listened to their discussion. After being silent for a while, he just wanted to step forward to say something, but a guard next to him suddenly came over to make a report.

"Report to the officers, I have something to say."

Han Qian glanced at him listening to the voice, and found that it was the guard who timed Lin Muchuan in the first round.

Chu Chen turned to look at him: "Say."

The guard took out the timer, leaned over and whispered to the judges.

Han Qian listened beside him, and couldn't help pursing his lips and glancing at someone in the crowd with a smile in his eyes.

Lin Muchuan was surrounded by people from his own group as soon as he played, and the voices of praise flooded in like a tide.

"Lin Meiren, the God of Sniper Medal belongs to you!"

"The kid in the fourth group is quite powerful."

"Isn't that the guy who confessed to the beauty in the cafeteria?"

"So this is a courtship failure, let's compete?"

"666, anyway, beauty is the No. 1 I personally recognize..."

"Wow! Hahahaha..."

"Hahahahahaha..."

"Get out!" The man who was ridiculed because of his substandard pronunciation snarled harshly.

Lin Muchuan was blushed by their rainbow fart, subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the fourth group, just in time to meet Xiao Yi's gaze, who pursed his lips and smiled kindly at him.

Zhang Wan scratched his ears and looked at him embarrassedly: "Beauty, I'm lagging behind."

In the second round of live targets, in addition to Lin Muchuan's 7, Ye Xun also shot 6, while Zhang Wan did not perform well in live targets and only shot down 4.

"It's okay, you are already very good. I heard that there are still people who shot down only one." Lin Muchuan smiled and patted him on the shoulder to comfort him.

"Cough um..."

Chu Chen walked in front of them again, asked the guards to put away their guns, and spoke slowly in the anticipation of everyone: "Just now I learned about the unexpected situation, and after the consensus between me and the judges Discuss, first announce group No.1."

The people in the second and third groups were already sitting on the ground and playing in the mud. They had a good idea of ​​their performance in the competition, and just watched them fight with the gods.

In the eager anticipation of the first and fourth groups, I only heard Chu Chen slowly say: "Group first, one group."

"That must be our group!"

"Ten! Ten! I got ten!"

"God teammate, hahaha!"

"Fuck, do you need a representative to give a speech?"

While one group cheered, four groups of dissatisfied voices also sounded.

"Judger, I want to know what is the criteria for judging? Obviously we are on the same level as a group."

"That's right."

Chu Chen lowered his head and fiddled with the timer in his hand, while answering them: "Well... this is a set of Lin Muchuan's timers, which recorded two time points, one is 60 minutes, and the other is one hour and ten minutes."

"What does it mean?"

"I don't understand either..."

Chu Chen glanced at them and continued: "It means that Lin Muchuan finished shooting his own within an hour, and then went to help his teammates. In those ten minutes, he helped his teammates shoot down five empty shell casings."

"I rely on?"

"Isn't that fair?"

"That's right, can you still help your teammates fight?"

"..."

"It's really not fair."

Chu Chen said and raised the timer in his hand: "This is not just an individual match, but also a team match. When everyone was busy beating himself, Lin Muchuan wasted his time to help his team get better results." Good grades, there is a risk of not getting the first place in the individual, do you think it is fair?"

When Chu Chen said this, the others suddenly lowered their voices, but some people still said unwillingly: "But even so, the results of our two groups are evenly matched. Why is group No. 1 in their group?"

Chu Chen shook his head without knowing whether to sigh or sigh, and said in a deep voice: "This is a game, but more importantly, I want you to know the importance of the team. On the battlefield, it is not because you are strong alone that you can go forward bravely. Your There are teammates behind you, the strength of the group soul is the most powerful, and a group wins in strength and unity, is there any doubt about it?"

A group of people immediately stood up for their own people.

"That is, unity is strength, don't you know?"

"You don't have soil, this kind of old saying can also be spoken."

"It's true, but Lin Meiren is really righteous!"

"Without beauties, it would be difficult to take the first place."

"Beauty, you are too handsome!"

The rainbow farts of his teammates came rushing again, Lin Muchuan smiled at them embarrassedly.

"So, personal No.1 is - Lin Muchuan."

Chu Chen announced the two No.1s in a high-profile manner, and the two guards were ready to distribute medals and certificates.

"The beauty goes up to receive the award!"

"Win the individual award and the team award together!"

"Go up!"

Amidst everyone's booing, Lin Muchuan stood up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, walked over his teammates in front of Chu Chen.

He knows that his level is not high, and that real snipers are much better than him. He can only say that he can be trained at the base, and he also likes to snipe.

Chu Chen stared at him, took the certificate from the guard and handed it over in person: "This is the team's No.1 certificate for the first sniper competition at the training base, go back and post it in your classroom, and we will post it after you graduate Record wall at base."

Lin Muchuan took the certificate with both hands and bowed on behalf of his teammates: "Thank you judge."

Chu Chen took another golden medal. The medal is round and engraved with a sniper gun. It looks brand new and shiny, with inherent glory.

Lin Muchuan held the certificate in both hands and couldn't move his hands. Chu Chen was about to put it on for him when he suddenly realized something, and turned his head to look at someone who was already ready to move: "Chief instructor, the person you taught , or are you going to wear it for him?"

Hearing this, Hanqian unceremoniously stepped forward to take the medal in his hand, looked at the obedient baby standing in front of him holding the certificate in both hands, and when he looked back at him, lowered his head and seriously put it on for him medal.

Lin Muchuan lowered his head, watching his fingers manipulate the pin, and put the medal on his left chest. That sacred medal seemed to be a beginning, encouraging and accompanying him on the road ahead.

Lin Muchuan was a little excited, but he didn't show it obviously, he just looked up at him: "Thank you, chief instructor."

Han Qian withdrew his hand without changing his face, and said solemnly: "Come to my office at night, the chief instructor has a private reward."

"Cough cough..."

"Cough! Cough-cough-cough!"

As insiders, Wang Tao, Zhong Hen and Chu Chen coughed quickly, and the judges, who were still kept in the dark, cast their puzzled eyes over: "Old Wang, do you have a sore throat?"

"Cough cough... yes!" Wang Tao squeezed his fist against his mouth and coughed twice, and glanced unnaturally at a certain person who was upright and showing affection.

... What are you talking about!

Lin Muchuan's face flushed instantly, watching this person say serious things.

"Ahem... Alright, let Lin Muchuan give a speech. After all, you are the No.1 in the first sniper competition, and your photo will be hung on the recording wall later." Chu Chen came out in time to interrupt them.

Han Qian gave him a deep look, then turned and left, leaving him the space to make a speech.

Lin Muchuan had goosebumps all over his body when he saw him for the last time. He always felt that this person was pretending to be bad, and he absolutely couldn't go to his office at night.

Lin Muchuan is not very good at praising himself, so he can only praise others: "I am especially grateful to my instructors and chief instructors. It is because they teach well that I learn well, and our teammates, thank you for your trust. , I hope my performance did not disappoint you."

"What are you talking about, beauty, you are simply invincible!"

"Who else can you trust if you don't trust me hahaha."

"that is……"

The other teammates praised him with all their strength, while Zhang Wan sat on the ground with a melancholy face, thinking in his heart that the chief instructor and the beauty were getting more and more presumptuous, and he, an insider, was about to lose control of his mouth and leak the secret.

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