Ace Special Forces in Movies and TV Shows

Chapter 0042: Meng Jianguo's Selection Method

Aiming at 150 meters was pure torture—the soldiers of the first squad, including several sergeants, were completely lost. Veterans could easily aim at aiming only twice, but their accuracy was obviously no match for aiming at a distance of several tens of meters. Although he didn't know the specific results, Zheng Yingqi knew from the long faces of the soldiers in the first squad that they hadn't achieved their desired results.

Gao Cheng remained expressionless and made no comment on the soldiers' achievements. The more he did this, the greater the pressure on the soldiers became.

"This tests one's ability to withstand pressure, mental fortitude, and feel for firearms!" Zheng Yingqi slowly formed a guess in his mind. Soon it was his turn—he and Bai Tiejun were in the same group. After Shi Jin called them out of line, Bai Tiejun's face immediately fell.

This is so unfair...

Bai Tiejun was inwardly crying. Even being in a group with a veteran was better than being in a group with a monster. He was in awe of Zheng Yingqi's marksmanship; most veterans weren't as steady as Zheng Yingqi. This assessment came out of nowhere, and the pressure was immense. Being in a group with this guy meant even more pressure!

Regardless of what Bai Tiejun thought, they quickly began at Gao Cheng's command.

Zheng Yingqi took the prepared firearm, quickly began to calibrate it by feel, then loaded the magazine, and took the firing position to begin firing from a prone position.

Bang

After firing the first shot, he used the binoculars next to the gun to check the point of impact—2 rings.

Then, he did something that no one expected: instead of continuing to calibrate the gun, he continued to aim.

"Did this guy calibrate his gun on the first try?" This was the question on most people's minds, and Cheng Cai obviously thought so too. He was very envious of Zheng Yingqi's good luck.

Bang

The second shot rang out. Everyone thought Zheng Yingqi would continue firing, but to everyone's surprise, after he finished shooting, Zheng Yingqi put down his gun, picked up his binoculars, and continued to observe the bullet impact points.

What happened?

The row of soldiers stared at Zheng Yingqi, wondering what he was thinking.

Looking at the score of 7 rings on the target, Meng Jianguo gradually made a guess in his mind. He couldn't help but glance at Zheng Yingqi. At this time, Zheng Yingqi had already started the third shot. Just like last time, after Zheng Yingqi finished the design, he continued to observe the bullet impact point.

"Um?"

Meng Jianguo was shocked. The score wasn't a perfect 6, but that wasn't the point. Judging from the impact point of the second shot, he understood that Zheng Yingqi's gun hadn't been properly calibrated and still had some deviation. The shooter had intentionally added this deviation into the second shot, but there was still a problem, so he only got a 6. However, after the correction in the first shot, the third shot scored a 9, which shocked Meng Jianguo.

Gao Cheng was the same. Although he didn't think as deeply as Meng Jianguo, based on his experience, he knew that Zheng Yingqi's gun was definitely not properly calibrated on the first shot. But on the third shot, this guy actually hit a 9-ring? Did this guy use aim assist?

boom!

Zheng Yingqi fired his fourth shot steadily. As before, after firing, he quickly picked up his binoculars to check the bullet impact point. When he saw that it was an 8-ring, Zheng Yingqi showed a look of joy.

With the next six shots, Zheng Yingqi began firing rhythmically, with each shot less than two seconds apart, firing all the remaining bullets in just over ten seconds.

"Damn, how come this kid is so steady?"

"Isn't that too fast?"

"I don't think he's panicking. What's wrong with this kid?"

The soldiers whispered among themselves. There was still a full minute left until the standard 150-second mark. Had this kid actually finished? At 150 meters, without considering factors like aiming, shouldn't you at least pause for a second after each shot to show respect?

Compared to the bewilderment and confusion of the onlookers, Bai Tiejun was in a much worse situation. When Zheng Yingqi fired the first shot, Bai Tiejun hadn't even finished calibrating his rifle. By the time he finally finished calibrating, Zheng Yingqi had already calmly fired the third shot. When Bai Tiejun calibrated his rifle again, Zheng Yingqi had already begun firing in an orderly manner. This time, Bai Tiejun panicked even more. His hand slipped, and he calibrated the rifle too much—his second shot didn't even touch the target.

By the time Bai Tiejun was under immense pressure and preparing for his third recalibration, Zheng Yingqi had already finished shooting. Bai Tiejun's pressure was immense. After frantically calibrating his rifle, he ended up having to do it again because he hadn't gotten it right.

But by then time was running out—he fired his eighth shot almost as soon as Takashiro reminded him that "time's up," but the remaining two bullets didn't get a chance to be fired.

Meng Jianguo fired the last two bullets and calmly commented, "The gun wasn't properly calibrated."

Bai Tiejun, standing to the side, turned pale with embarrassment and wanted to disappear into the ground.

"What about this one?" Gao Cheng handed Zheng Yingqi's gun to Meng Jianguo, who replied directly, "It's not calibrated for precision either, but he took the deviation into account when aiming by estimating the impact point."

This was pretty much what Gao Cheng had expected. Although it showed he was capable, Gao Cheng still glared at Zheng Yingqi: "Are you showing off your skills? You clearly had plenty of time to precisely calibrate the weapon!"

Gao Cheng was indeed getting angry. This kind of show-off behavior was something he despised and didn't want to see at all!

Just like he said before, a soldier should knowingly walk into the tiger's den, but if you don't take your weapons and make preparations, I'll be the first to kick you out, you fool!

Meng Jianguo also stared at Zheng Yingqi, wanting to know how Zheng Yingqi would explain it—with the extra 63 seconds at the end, he believed that even if Zheng Yingqi made two more corrections, there would still be more than enough time.

"Report, I wanted to try shooting with a non-precision-calibrated firearm," Zheng Yingqi replied loudly.

"Inaccurate?" Gao Cheng looked at Zheng Yingqi, wondering if this guy was too arrogant. He knew that many experts would judge the accuracy of unfamiliar firearms by the first and second bullet impact points, and then make corrections based on the error between the impact point and the aiming point when firing.

But when Zheng Yingqi said this, it always felt like he was trying to run before he could even walk.

"Under precise conditions, I am confident that I can score at least 90 rings or more," Zheng Yingqi added. Gao Cheng was certain that Zheng Yingqi was not lying. He paid special attention to Zheng Yingqi's shooting performance. He could already achieve a perfect score at 100 meters, and it was also very easy for him to achieve a perfect score at 150 meters. Even when shooting inside the tank, Zheng Yingqi's performance was among the best in the entire company.

In short, this kid was born to handle guns—but Gao Cheng couldn't quite accept this leap, just like his own child, who, despite always being the top student in the school, one day told him: "I'm in junior high, and I'm planning to take the college entrance exam this year..."

"Is this your excuse for scoring 84 points? You brat, I'll settle the score with you for your arrogance sometime!" Gao Cheng glared at Zheng Yingqi and gestured for the two of them to leave.

Meng Jianguo kept his eyes fixed on Zheng Yingqi's back until Zheng Yingqi returned to the team. Only then did he draw an A on the roster, write a "+" sign after the A, and then deliberately draw two horizontal lines under the name.

Gao Cheng knew that Meng Jianguo was used to using four levels (A, B, C, D) plus "-" and "+" for scoring, but he really didn't know that Meng Jianguo would add horizontal lines under names. Seeing that Zheng Yingqi had two horizontal lines added by Meng Jianguo, he whispered:

"Meng Ban, don't you dare lay a hand on my soldiers!"

Gao Cheng treasured Zheng Yingqi.

Meng Jianguo remained silent, which made Gao Cheng even more uneasy. He was about to say something when Meng Jianguo urged, "Let the next group go up."

"Next group!"

……

Zheng Yingqi and Bai Tiejun returned to their unit, and Wu Liuyi and Cheng Yongjun stepped forward. Gan Xiaoning quietly asked, "Great God Zheng, what are you thinking?" He was asking about why Zheng Yingqi only calibrated his gun once. Hearing Gan Xiaoning ask this, many people pricked up their ears to eavesdrop.

"That's what I think!" Zheng Yingqi answered without thinking. Gan Xiaoning grumbled, clearly dissatisfied with the answer.

Shi Jin, however, patted Zheng Yingqi on the shoulder and said, "Well done."

Gan Xiaoning didn't believe it, but Shi Jin believed it—in his eyes, Zheng Yingqi was a soldier with great ambition. Take shooting for example, Zheng Yingqi, whose talent was already unparalleled in the whole company, still insisted on at least one hour of gun-handling training every day. Note that this is not the standard amount of training, but the extra amount of training!

After speaking to Zheng Yingqi, Shi Jin began to comfort Bai Tiejun. Bai Tiejun's performance was below his usual standard. Although Bai Tiejun was at the bottom of Class 3, his grades were actually quite good.

"I know you'll make a big mistake if you're grouped with Zheng Yingqi, but I still put you two together," Shi Jin whispered to Bai Tiejun. "Do you know why I put you two together?"

Bai Tiejun shook his head, and Shi Jin said in a low voice, "Think it over more. You're getting stuck on this!"