Chapter 11: Hitting Xu Yan
After throwing it several times in a row, although there was progress each time, the rate of progress was getting smaller and smaller. There was basically no hope of surpassing Du Zhen, which made Xu Yan secretly anxious.
Little did he know that his performance had far exceeded Tang Jue's expectations. He thought that the assessment criteria was to surpass his opponents in all items!
"Captain, I'll try again!"
Xu Yan said anxiously, and tried again, but this time he failed. Tang Jue coughed and said, "Okay, this project ends here!"
"Captain, I can throw it further." Xu Yan spoke hurriedly. This opportunity was hard to come by and he couldn't miss it no matter what. Otherwise, he might not be able to join the army this year. How could he win the bet with the school belle, marry her and reach the peak of his life!
Tang Jue and Mo Wenyuan saw Xu Yan so anxious and immediately understood his thoughts. Mo Wenyuan chuckled and explained: "Actually, you don't have to worry. With your performance..."
Without waiting for Mo Wenyuan to finish his words, Tang Jue interrupted him and said to Xu Yan with disdain: "Forget it, even if you throw it a hundred times, you can't beat Du Zhen. You lost this round. The opportunity has been given to you, but now it seems that you don't meet the special recruitment standards. Go away and don't bother at the entrance of the army in the future!"
Hearing Tang Jue say this, Xu Yan immediately became anxious and begged, "Captain, please don't do that. I can't beat squad leader Du Zhen in throwing grenades, but the gap is already very small. Can you please be flexible and give me some time? I will definitely be able to surpass him..."
Seeing that Tang Jue did not make a comment, Xu Yan continued: "Captain, I am not a strength type, but a wisdom type. Please test me in other aspects. I promise that I can complete the assessment excellently. Don't be so determined. Even if I fail one item, you should give me a chance to revive, right?"
Xu Yan scratched his head and tried his best to convince Tang Jue.
The old soldiers around were all dumbfounded, not understanding what Xu Yan was saying, but they soon realized that Xu Yan felt that he had lost the grenade throwing contest and that he would fail the assessment and lose the chance to join the army. The group of people suddenly looked strange, holding back their laughter, thinking to themselves: This kid is so funny, he probably doesn't even know how amazing his performance is. Not to mention that Tang Jue won't chase him away, even if he wants to leave now, I'm afraid Tang Jue won't agree!
Everyone stared at Xu Yan with interest and saw that he had changed from his previous arrogance to being fawning and humble. It was like drinking a bowl of sour plum soup in the dog days of summer, so sour and refreshing!
Seeing that he had done enough, Tang Jue secretly glanced at Mo Wenyuan, who immediately understood and coughed lightly, saying, "Captain, I think this kid performed quite well. Although he didn't pass the test for throwing grenades, the gap is not too big. Why don't we test him again and observe him!"
Tang Jue pretended to be embarrassed, and pondered for a moment. Seeing Xu Yan staring at him pitifully, bowing and kowtowing, he nodded and said, "Okay, since you said so, let's test it again."
After hearing this, Xu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly thanked him, and patted his chest to promise, "Thank you, company commander, thank you, platoon leader, I will definitely work harder in the future and exceed the assessment."
"Captain, what's the next assessment?"
"Target shooting!"
Tang Jue uttered these two words lightly, and walked towards the jeep first. Mo Wenyuan and Xu Yan followed quickly. The three of them got in the car and headed towards the shooting range. Seeing this, a group of veterans also chased after them.
Xu Yan performed perfectly in the previous tests. What remained was the last item of this assessment, which was also the one that Tang Jue valued the most - target shooting!
The three of them were in a rather uneasy mood. Tang Jue and Mo Wenyuan were full of anticipation, while Xu Yan's face looked less casual and more solemn because of his "unsatisfactory" performance before.
The three of them quickly arrived at the shooting range. There was no one training at the time, but there were a dozen veterans calibrating their guns. Tang Jue was a popular figure in the regiment and was someone who could walk around the regiment with his head held high. He greeted the person in charge of the shooting range, and the other person immediately took them to the shooting range. Tang Jue whispered an order to Mo Wenyuan, who left with a strange look on his face and took out a Type 95 automatic rifle.
"Here comes the Type 95 automatic rifle, 5.8mm caliber, 30-round plastic magazine, can be divided into single-shot and continuous firing, each continuous firing can fire 3 to 5 bullets..." Tang Jue introduced the characteristics of the gun, but his feet did not stop . He walked to a target position and stood still. He handed the gun to Xu Yan, pointed at the target 200 meters away, and said: "Shoot that target from here, a total of ten bullets, if you get more than 90 rings, you pass!"
The target position is simply furnished, with a blanket spread on the ground with a groove on it, which is the place to place the gun. 200 meters in front, there is a semi-human target sign in a straight line with the target position.
Xu Yan bent down, lay on the blanket, placed the gun on the groove, observed the target through the crosshairs, and found a red dot in the center of the target. It was far away and looked a little blurry.
Xu Yan pulled the bolt, turned on the safety, and aimed at the target, with the three points in a straight line and the crosshairs lowered two centimeters. He made a standard aiming action, but did not shoot immediately. Instead, he adjusted his breathing and calmed his mind.
His father had taught him that the more he wanted to succeed, the less impatient he had to be and the calmer his mind was. Only with a calm mind could his hands be steady. He had memorized this by heart and every time he showed off, he was particularly focused. Now, this shooting session was related to whether he could join the army, so he dared not be careless at all.
Whoosh!
After breathing in and out gently for a while, Xu Yan's breathing gradually calmed down and his eyes narrowed slightly. At this moment, he felt neither happy nor worried, and all his mind was focused on the target board opposite him. The target in his sight seemed to become clearer and clearer as his mind became calmer.
Just as Xu Yan was aiming at the target and preparing to shoot, not far behind him, Mo Wenyuan and Tang Jue were talking in low voices.
"Captain, isn't it too difficult for him to shoot with that gun? There's something wrong with the sight of this gun. It hasn't been calibrated yet, and there's a big deviation. It's questionable whether a novice like him can hit the target, let alone get a score of ninety rings." Mo Wenyuan lowered his voice and said. It turned out that Tang Jue had specifically told him to choose a gun with problems.
"This kid is too lazy and needs a good beating. Otherwise, when he returns to the company, his tail will be in trouble. Besides, doesn't he claim to be smart? Then I'll see how smart he is." Tang Jue curled his lips and said with a cunning expression like an old fox.
Seeing Tang Jue say this, Mo Wenyuan said no more and turned to watch Xu Yan shooting. Just as he was looking at Xu Yan, Tang Jue was also observing Xu Yan. A gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes. There was one thing he didn't say. While he was thinking about hitting Xu Yan, he had a crazier idea in his heart, which was to hope that Xu Yan could surprise him again, although the possibility of this was almost zero and not much higher than winning the first prize in the lottery.
Under the gaze of the two men, Xu Yan finally moved. His right index finger slowly moved to the trigger, staring at the red dot in a straight line. At a certain moment, his finger hooked from light to heavy.
boom!
The bullet flew out in response, happily flying towards the target...
