sinovels Chapter 233
Chapter 233
Chapter 233
is it?
But how do they look the same?
I must be worrying too much!
In fact, it wasn't that he was thinking too much, but that he had participated in a practice with Chen Fan before.
At that time, Chen Fan was the person in charge, basically sitting in the office and directing them.
They only saw Chen Fan when Chen Fan was speaking after the competition ended.
That is, let them remember it until now!
Let them remember the charm of a soldier, a real soldier can shine no matter what field he is in.
It's now more than two years since that exercise.
So when he saw Chen Fan in the car, he thought he was wrong.
A few minutes later, two other soldiers came to change the guard.
The two of them were still discussing on the way back, about the recent female soldier contest organized by Chen Fan.
They can always hear a little bit of wind in a match of this scale.
The two said regretfully: "It's a pity. I heard that Chen Fan is not going to recruit people this year. I still want to be his soldier."
Suddenly, a group of soldiers passed by them at a sprint speed of [-] meters.
While running, he said, "Really? Damn, this is a gunslinger!"
The two looked at each other in astonishment, and followed to watch the excitement.
The gun god they are talking about is Chen Fan!
If you want to practice shooting, you must come to a professional place.
Chen Fan was wearing an ordinary training uniform, and said directly to the soldiers: "Record the data of the 500-meter gun target."
The other party gave him a surprised look, as if very disdainful.
But on the surface, I still have to respect Chen Fan, so I pretended to remind: "Are you sure you want 500 meters? I suggest you start with 200 meters."
But Chen Fan glanced at him and said, "I said 500 is 500, where are you talking so much nonsense?"
The soldier shuddered at the look in his eyes.
He felt that if he said one more sentence, Chen Fan would crush himself to death in the next second.
He ran to the archery target in desperation.
Chen Fan said behind him: "I can't understand the words, can't I control my legs? Is running so slow to block the enemy's guns?"
The soldier was frightened by Chen Fan's words, his feet slipped and he almost fell down.
After shaking in the air twice, he took out the fastest speed in his life and ran forward.
Zheng Yong on the side suddenly laughed, and said to the data recorder beside him: "This is Chen Fan in the army. I now understand why all the soldiers are afraid when they see him. This may be the suppression of momentum in their bones. Bar."
He talked for a long time, but the researchers around him didn't even respond.
Zheng Yong then turned around and glanced at him.
Unexpectedly, the researcher's face was pale, and he only dared to look down at the notebook, and even his fingers trembled again.
Zheng Yong suddenly felt helpless: "My good fellow, how can you be so afraid of your own researcher? How did you secretly poke and mock Chen Fan in the office yesterday? Where did you go?"
Chen Fan with the air gun and Chen Fan in the office are indeed very different.
Putting down the gun and picking up the acting equipment, Chen Fan reminded himself repeatedly: "I'm a researcher now, and I can't bring a set from the battlefield to the office."
Trying to be a "decent person".
But on the training ground, as long as Chen Fan returned to his own field.
Then his soldier's instinct came out uncontrollably.
So when Chen Fan saw that soldier running slowly, his first reaction was to improve his physical fitness.
After watching the soldier move the gun target to the position of 500 meters, Chen Fan raised his hand with him.
Signal him to go away.
Although the soldier was a little afraid of Chen Fan, he still felt that Chen Fan was just pretending. 500 meters is an impossible goal for most people.
Let alone a bull's-eye, the target I saw was not as big as a cherry tree.
How could it be aimed with one shot.
But this time, Chen Fan was not as cynical as last time, but a little more serious.
Posed to shoot.
At this time, there were already many soldiers watching the excitement outside the shooting range.
One of the instructors said: "Did you see that, learn from other people's movements, this is the standard textbook movement."
Suddenly, a soldier was stunned for a moment and asked, "Do you think his profile looks like the instructor on our ppt?"
For a while, everyone was even more excited.
No wonder people just do a random action so standard.
He was originally the person in the textbook!
inside the shooting range.
The researchers set up cameras from several angles to record the data of Chen Fan's shooting, so that it is convenient to go back and review the video.
At this time, what Chen Fan was holding in his hand was the failed product they had developed before.
This time, Chen Fan decided not to use skills and only rely on his true level.
Because Chen Fan knew in his heart that if he activated the skill himself, let alone a failure.
Just put a stone and you can hit the center of the circle 100%.
This makes no sense to test.
Then Chen Fan closed one eye, aimed at the bull's-eye, and shot it past.
He took a look with his extreme vision skills, and found that although it was still on the target, it was obviously a little bit to the left.
This is not a problem with Chen Fan's skills, he has confidence in his own skills.
This is caused by the instability of the gun.
And the impact force is not enough. When the gun is about 450 meters, it will be affected by the climate and wind speed.
Chen Fan told the truth about the problems he found: "This is the problem with this gun, and it's not easy to detect it indoors. I guess it's impossible for you not to test it outdoors, so why is there such an error?"
Zheng Yong hesitated for a moment and said: "Actually, we will record all the errors, but after all, they are all shot by humans. There are almost no sharpshooters who can hit every shot, so."
So very simple, they just extract some meaningful information from the error.
But the result of this is itself one-sided.
Then Chen Fan said: "That was what happened to you before, and it has nothing to do with me. But I will personally test the guns I participated in, and my shooting is the standard."
Zheng Yong nodded: "This couldn't be better, a more authoritative standard is more meaningful to us."
But Chen Fan's shot really convinced those onlookers.
"Wait a minute, did I hear wrong just now? He said there was an error?"
"Damn it, are sharpshooters so humble now? They're all so accurate, and he still said there was an error, I'm stupid."
"My god, since I joined the team, I have never seen anyone hit the 500-meter bullseye with the first shot."
With one shot, Chen Fan directly became the idol of the whole army in this base.
Their cheers were even louder than the voices of Chen Fan and Zheng Yong talking.
Chen Fan frowned slightly and glanced at them.
In an instant, everyone shut their mouths.
(End of this chapter)