If the members of the Eagle Claw team saw Song Yiyuan's expression, they would all be worried about these soldiers.
When the groups of people waiting for training heard Tian Wei's words, they straightened their backs even more.
I can't let my battalion commander embarrass me.
Liu Kening invited Lin Zhiqing to sit down with him and watch the show.
Here, Song Yiyuan strode to the guns, picked up a gun at random, propped it on the ground, and just stood there watching them train.
Tian Wei shouted at the seven soldiers about to shoot: "Comrades from our brother units will be visiting tomorrow, so you better do your best."
"Got it." The rough and loud reply could be heard throughout the entire training ground.
"Bang, bang, bang!" Seven shots were fired in quick succession. The caller ran over and checked each shot one by one, then shouted out the results: "Nine rings, eight rings, ten rings, nine rings, ten rings, nine rings, nine rings."
As expected, this result is quite good in the target test.
Tian Wei's lips curled up, but he said: "This result can only be said to be average, I still need to practice more."
"It's really average. The gun gestures aren't even standard."
Song Yiyuan's light-hearted words made Tian Wei's face darken. He already had two ten-rings, how could it be normal? And the gun holding posture was not standard? These were all veterans. He narrowed his eyes and stared at the gun holding postures of the seven people.
What's wrong with it? Tian Wei almost stiffened his neck and asked.
Song Yiyuan promptly explained: "The guy who just hit the eight rings must have had his arm injured, so it was crooked when he hit it."
The one who hit the eight rings was Wang Kangwei. Tian Wei remembered that he had broken his right arm, but he had recovered for more than two years.
Song Yiyuan said again: "Next time when you shoot, move two inches to the left, it will be more accurate."
Wang Kangwei swallowed his saliva. He was indeed a shooter recognized by the regiment commander. After he was injured, his hands were shaking and his shooting was not as accurate as before. He was afraid that the battalion commander would not let him touch the gun, so he didn't dare to say it.
He wanted to give this suggestion a try, maybe it would solve his problem.
Wang Kangwei turned around and said, "Report, I want to try."
Tian Wei glanced at Song Yiyuan, who had an indifferent expression: "I agree."
Wang Kangwei loaded the bullet, calmed himself down and fired. After hearing the gunshot, he became a little nervous.
Now everyone knows that their arm injury makes them inaccurate. If this method is effective, they can still train normally in the future.
The caller quickly gave the score: "Nine rings, close to ten rings."
Everyone in the audience was shocked. This was real strength. What was there to be dissatisfied about?
Wang Kangwei was also surprised when he heard the result, but he immediately smiled and said, "Comrade, thank you for your guidance."
Tian Wei was also angry now, and asked again: "Comrade, can you give me some more guidance?"
Song Yiyuan glanced at the shooting range and said, "We're not training our eyes, we're training our ears. We're shooting blindfolded."
"Ah?" Tian Wei opened his mouth in surprise.
Is this the source of his abnormal strength? This isn't something a normal person can achieve, right?
Liu Kening, who was watching the show, also laughed: "Old Song, you have to give practical advice."
Song Yiyuan picked up the gun, loaded the bullet with one hand, and fired five shots cleanly and easily. This series of smooth operations stunned everyone present. It would take more than ten years of practice to perform such a move.
Lin Zhiqing was also stunned, with only one thought in his mind: his brother-in-law is so awesome.
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