Chapter 74

Qin Feng had just casually pulled back with a reverse hand motion,

which caused the boys beside him to immediately start shouting.

Seeing the instructor ask him again,

Qin Feng smiled and said, "This is my first time touching a real gun, though I've played with water pellet guns before."

"Alright."

The instructor nodded, explained the shooting principle of aligning three points in a line,

then had Qin Feng take a stance, aim, and conduct shooting training on a blank-target fifty meters ahead.

"Ready! Fire!"

"Bang!"

Before the instructor's words had even finished,

Qin Feng directly pulled the trigger, and the target board ahead fell at the sound.

"Not bad."

The instructor glanced at Qin Feng, then said, "Next, aim and fire on your own."

"Yes."

Qin Feng responded, then successively pulled the trigger,

and the remaining four target boards fell in succession.

The instructor looked at Qin Feng in surprise, then smiled and said, "Five consecutive hits, you're good, Qin Feng. Don't disappoint me in the live-fire shooting later!"

"No problem."

Qin Feng smiled and nodded, returned the gun to the instructor, then went back into the formation.

"Class monitor, that reverse bolt-pull of yours was insanely cool!"

"Class monitor, you really never played with a real gun before? I feel like you're extremely skilled!"

"Class monitor, I heard that the live-fire shooting record for our Tsinghua and Peking University students' military training is ninety-seven points out of ten rounds. Class monitor, break it!"

"Exactly, class monitor. Since we came here, we should at least leave a mark before we go!"

As soon as Qin Feng returned, the boys in the class started clamoring from all sides.

Seeing this situation,

two weapon custodians from the unit walked over,

and smiled, saying, "That's enough, that's enough. Is the shooting record that easy to break? Don't say just you from Tsinghua and Peking University; among so many university students in the Imperial Capital, only one ninety-seven-point score has come out in the past two years."

"Let me tell you, shooting requires not only talent but also bullets to feed it. Just the few sharpshooters in our company fire hundreds of thousands of rounds of ammunition every year."

"Alright, stop talking. If your instructor hears you, you'll definitely get punished."

Half an hour later,

all the students had completed the basic shooting training.

Next,

came the live-fire shooting.

Looking at Qin Feng and the eager students beside him,

the instructor's face darkened, then he said, "Alright, stop being so impatient. There will be plenty for you to shoot later."

"First, I'll mention two precautions. First, during live-fire shooting, the sound will be much louder than now, so girls must not panic, must not scream, and absolutely must not drop the gun and run!"

"Second, live-fire shooting is to let you experience the hardships of soldiers, so everyone need not feel pressure. If you really can't hit the target, it's fine; just wait until the bullets are exhausted."

"Also, you must aim at your own target. Absolutely do not shoot at other people's target positions; that would be very shameful!"

"Alright, everyone, attention! Turn right!"

"Form a line to enter the shooting training area and wait for live-fire shooting!"

"Yes!"

Led by Qin Feng,

Class Three of the Microelectronics Department formed a line to enter the live-fire shooting positions and waited quietly.

At this moment, the unit's weapon custodians,

were already standing on the left and right beside the shooting positions,

loading and adjusting the firearms.

Once the live-fire shooting began later,

they would also stand beside the students to handle any emergencies promptly.

Before long,

the live-fire shooting began,

and gunshots rang out one after another on the range.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

After several gunshots,

many girls showed signs of difficulty, with some even wanting to cover their ears,

but the boys were each more excited, rubbing their fists and eager to try.

After several rounds of shooting,

both the weapon custodians and the instructor smiled and shook their heads.

Clearly,

So far,

these students' scores have been terrible.

Afterwards,

Qin Feng finally reached the shooting position,

waiting for the firearm custodian to clear the chamber and load a round.

The instructor then walked over accordingly,

looking at Qin Feng and speaking in a low voice: "Shoot well. If you can truly exceed 97 rings, you will be this year's military training model."

"Alright."

Qin Feng nodded,

then aimed the sniper rifle,

with two firearm custodians flanking Qin Feng on the left and right to prevent any sudden incidents.

"All target positions, fire on your own once ready."

"Yes!"

As soon as the chief instructor finished speaking,

Qin Feng pulled the trigger first,

"Bang!"

The instructor picked up a telescope, took a look, then nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, the first shot is a 10-ring. Keep it up!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Qin Feng fired two more shots in succession,

and after checking the results, the instructor looked slightly surprised: "Good, good, three shots, thirty rings!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

After eight shots,

Qin Feng directly scored 80 rings,

the instructor's expression changed slightly,

stood beside Qin Feng,

and exchanged a glance with the firearm custodians on both sides,