PFC Chapter 0051: Well done, very well done!
Chapter 0051: Well done, very well done!
For snipers, luck doesn't really exist.
Don't expect to hit the target by luck from a kilometer away, and don't expect that the bullet that you pull the trigger from the barrel will hit the target you've been aiming at by luck.
Because being a sniper is a profession that allows no room for luck or carelessness, every accurate shot they make is the result of countless hours of practice, memorizing countless formulas, and rapid mental calculations.
In short, this is a profession where there can be no even the slightest tremor when firing a gun.
To achieve these goals, mindset is crucial.
After missing the target twice in a row, can Zheng Yingqi maintain a good mindset and continue firing? He cannot have any pressure, or even if there is enormous pressure, it cannot affect his mindset.
Meng Jianguo waited expectantly, as did Gao Cheng and Hong Xingguo, and everyone in the Seventh Company waited expectantly.
Even Cheng Cai, despite being jealous of Zheng Yingqi's superiority, still hoped that Zheng Yingqi would hit the target in this environment.
boom!
After a long while, gunshots finally rang out again.
At 950 meters away, the upright target was invisible to the naked eye and could only be clearly seen through binoculars. The officers held their breath and stared intently at the target after the gunshot. Would they hit it this time?
A second passed, and the target remained motionless.
Two seconds have passed...
bang
The officers seemed to hear the sound of the target falling to the ground; the target they had been staring at finally fell!
"You won?"
A sound of disbelief.
"middle!"
Upon hearing the affirmative answer, the officers exclaimed in surprise, and then the soldiers of the 7th Company shouted excitedly—the target 950 meters away had fallen!
"sharp!"
"That's amazing!"
"I can't believe it! I actually hit the target from 950 meters!"
The soldiers were thrilled; this was an honor belonging to the 7th Company, and they shared in the glory!
Meng Jianguo also smiled. This soldier had given him so many surprises that he regretted agreeing to Gao Cheng's request!
Compared to the excited soldiers and the officers of the Seventh Company, Zheng Yingqi was extremely calm.
Yes, he hit the target 950 meters away, but is that something to be proud of?
Have you ever seen Meng Jianguo fire a gun? Have you ever seen him hit a moving target 1300 meters away with an 85mm sniper rifle?
He gently moved the muzzle of his gun and began to lock onto the last target in the scope, a target a full kilometer away.
At this point, he still had three bullets left.
Everyone saw Zheng Yingqi's actions, and the cheers instantly subsided. Even their breathing became cautious as they all wondered, "Could he... hit it?"
Can it hit?
Zheng Yingqi himself didn't know, but he wanted to try his best because he knew that for a long time, his goal was to be such a long-distance target.
Meng Jianguo wasn't sure if Zheng Yingqi could hit the target, but he was optimistic—because Zheng Yingqi's mentality was beyond his expectations. The more stable the mentality, the more it would affect the accuracy of the shot. But this was, after all, a kilometer-long target, and with the influence of wind speed, a great deal of correction was needed, and even that correction might not be accurate.
Bang
After aiming for a long time, Zheng Yingqi fired the first shot, but the seemingly unreachable target did not budge.
Missed the target?
Missed the target!
As the audience had expected, Zheng Yingqi had already fired three shots at the 950-meter target, and this time he had fired another 50 meters further. Many people were thinking:
Will the remaining two shots miss too?
The reason they used a greeting was that most people's rationality told them that Zheng Yingqi definitely wouldn't be able to hit the target. However, as comrades-in-arms, they were extremely hopeful that Zheng Yingqi could create a miracle and hit the target at a distance of 1,000 meters!
Cheng Cai was feeling very conflicted. Just now, like all the other spectators, he had hoped that Zheng Yingqi could hit the target, since it was beyond his reach. He also hoped that someone could bring honor to the Seventh Company.
However, he also thought that if Zheng Yingqi hit the target, his own sniping skills would be completely overshadowed by Zheng Yingqi. So he hoped that Zheng Yingqi's remaining two shots would miss the target...
Will it miss the target?
It definitely will!
Another thought finally took hold in Cheng Cai's mind.
"Liu Yi, can this kid hit it?" Shi Jin looked on with anticipation, wanting Wu Liu Yi to give him a definite answer, but Wu Liu Yi was also unsure this time. Just now at 950 meters, he felt that hitting it would be a stroke of luck, but now that it was a full kilometer away—could he hit it?
"I think... I should be able to..." Wu Liuyi said uncertainly.
boom!
A crisp gunshot rang out, and then...
Then there was a long silence throughout the room.
The soldiers, who could not see a kilometer away, stared at the officers with suspicion and uncertainty. The gun fired. Did it hit or miss?
Whether it's good or bad, please tell us!
"Miss!" Cheng Cai said definitively, "Zheng Yingqi is still aiming, which means this shot missed again!"
After their somewhat sluggish intelligence returned from the shock, the soldiers became embarrassed, wondering how they could have missed such a simple truth.
"Only one shot left? Will it hit?"
One soldier wanted a definite answer—he really wanted to hear someone say it was definitely possible.
"It looks like it's going to be tough!"
"It's tough! After all, it's a kilometer, and we're using a Type 56 semi-automatic rifle, not an Type 85 sniper rifle."
Bai Tiejun couldn't stand it anymore and angrily shouted at the people:
"So what if we miss? According to what Squad Leader Wu just said, as long as we can hit the targets at 750 meters and 800 meters, we're considered qualified. We've already shot at 1000 meters, so what if we miss?"
After being yelled at by Bai Tiejun, the soldiers who had spoken were embarrassed. They didn't mean it that way, but being misunderstood was still awkward.
"Stop arguing, this is the last shot!"
The squad leaders reprimanded them, and the ranks fell silent. All eyes turned to Zheng Yingqi.
This is the last shot, will it hit?
Zheng Yingqi automatically filtered out the noise, focusing all his attention on the barely discernible target in the scope. He slowly adjusted the crosshairs, comparing the trajectory with previous shots in his mind. Finally, he determined the aiming position: slightly to the upper left of the target.
Then he pulled the trigger.
Bang
The gun fired, and Zheng Yingqi stared intently at the target in the scope. Those two seconds felt like an eternity.
Finally, he saw the scene he had been waiting for: the target suddenly collapsed to the ground!
bingo!
Zheng Yingqi breathed a sigh of relief.
"I won!"
The officers with binoculars spoke in disbelief, they had been anticipating this scene, but when it actually happened, they were even more incredulous.
It really hit! 5.5 meters, hit the target at 1000 meters!
And the person who created this miracle was a soldier who had only been in the army for seven months!
It's simply...unbelievable!
Upon seeing this, the officers' reaction soldiers excitedly embraced each other.
"Wow! He hit it! 1000 meters! 1000 meters! He actually hit it with a Type 56 semi-automatic rifle!"
"That hit! That's incredible!"
The soldiers roared, and if Zheng Yingqi hadn't been absent, they would have pounced on him and tossed him into the air!
"I got it!" Hong Xingguo excitedly slapped his thigh. The usually refined man was now like a different person. Gao Cheng looked at his partner and thought to himself: Old Hong, why are you so impatient?
Then, the "calm and collected" company commander turned and left. If you were standing in front of him, you could see that Gao Cheng's mouth was almost stretched to his ears!
Zheng Yingqi meticulously inspected the gun before placing it aside, and finally saluted Meng Jianguo.
"Report, Instructor! Target practice complete! Hit...all targets!"
He proudly reported to Meng Jianguo.
Meng Jianguo suddenly understood why Zheng Yingqi insisted on hitting all the targets.
This is the report card he submitted to Meng Jianguo, a way of telling Meng Jianguo: Instructor, these are my results! These are the results you achieved through your teaching!
"You played very well, very well!" Meng Jianguo, who rarely uses words like "very well" or "very well," put the two words together for the first time.