Chapter 682 Participating in the Shooting Competition 3
Fu Zhi looked up at the instructor standing in front of her and corrected him, "The elders gave me a note asking for leave because I didn't come to training. Ouyang Kannai has been practicing for ten years because of her hard work. I have never boasted about beating her."
Ouyang Nuo and Ouyang Bei, who were standing behind Fu Zhi, looked at each other and added hastily, "Yes, instructor, the bet was just a joke between the elders. It was not approved or agreed to in advance. You must have misunderstood something."
"Although Fu Zhi and I entered the forbidden area together, the mechanical beasts only chased Fu Zhi, and in the end it was Fu Zhi who subdued them all by himself. The dangers there are definitely not comparable to those faced by students like us who have already escaped from danger and are waiting for rescue."
The students from other departments all nodded and cursed Ouyang Jian in their hearts: Looking for trouble!
As soon as Ouyang Nuo and Ouyang Bei spoke, Ouyang Jian instantly became dissatisfied. He said to Fu Zhi in a sarcastic tone, "Give time, give time! The international competition is imminent, and everything needs time. Then what are you doing here? You are being pretentious!"
There were quite a few students from the same batch on the training ground. If any other student suffered such a great injustice, most of them would not be able to bear it and would be so ashamed that their face would turn red and they would cry out loud on the spot.
Fu Zhi didn't feel too ashamed, and replied, "Instructor, I'm not Ouyang Feng's student!"
She denied the relationship very bluntly.
This made Ouyang Jian, who thought he had all the information about Fu Zhi, stunned on the spot.
But he was only stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and looked Fu Zhi up and down.
Ouyang Jian's eyes were particularly critical, as if he felt that someone like Fu Zhi was not worthy of being Ouyang Feng's apprentice, and there was even more disdain in his eyes.
"That's what I meant. Elder Ouyang is such an outstanding person, how could he accept a student like you as his apprentice?"
Fu Zhi felt that Ouyang Jian had some misunderstanding, and reminded him: "What I mean is that Ouyang Feng's knowledge is really not enough to be my teacher."
"???"
"You can say such things. I think you are just sour grapes! Elder Ouyang Feng's talent in mechanical design and shooting is there. Even Miss Ouyang Ya and Miss Ouyang Huannai have to respect him as teacher. Do you think you are better than Ouyang Feng?"
That's not the case.
For things like this, it's better to just understand them in your heart. There's no need to talk about them so obviously all the time.
But judging from Ouyang Jian's attitude, he really wants to get to the bottom of this today.
Ask Fu Zhi for a direct answer.
This is the Ouyang family. If Fu Zhi says yes, it would be too arrogant.
While Fu Zhi was thinking, Ouyang Jian sneered, thinking that Fu Zhi was guilty, and the contempt in his eyes became more and more obvious.
Fu Zhi also knew that he was taking advantage of the situation.
Just thinking that she was here for a one-round tour, there was no need to keep battling, so he took a deep breath, didn't argue, and said in a cold voice: "Instructor, I think he is not capable of being my teacher, but it doesn't mean that he is not as good as me."
Unexpectedly, Fu Zhi's explanation did not eliminate Ouyang Jian's dissatisfaction with her.
No wonder Ouyang Chen suffered such a big loss at her hands!
The more Ouyang Jian thought about it, the angrier he got. He sneered, "So you think you two are equally good? It just so happens that this class is about shooting. You shoot at the 500-meter target first! I want to see what kind of accuracy you have that gives you such confidence!"
Although the Ouyang family is not a military unit, there are no rules that require military orders to be strictly enforced.
But once the instructor gives the order, the students under him have to follow it no matter what.
only……
Looking at the moving target five hundred meters away, Fu Zhi suddenly felt uncomfortable.
This kind of open-air formal shooting range could never arouse her interest and concentration.
It can be said that if it were not a fierce competition in the wild or a mission involving life safety, and Fu Zhi was asked to shoot an ordinary moving target with a gun, Fu Zhi's accuracy would never be accurate after fifty meters, let alone five hundred meters, which increased tenfold!
"Why, what I said doesn't work? I told you to go shoot a target, are you deaf?"
Ouyang Jian's voice became louder and louder, attracting the attention of the old students who were still training with guns next door, "Why don't you hurry up and do it!"
Fu Zhi: "...Yes, instructor."
In the Ouyang family’s gun training, one must first assemble the gun before being able to lie down in their own position for training.
Because Fu Zhi had been on sick leave for the past few days and had not attended Ouyang Xi's practical class, Ouyang Nuo held his breath as soon as Fu Zhi stepped forward.
There was deep worry in her eyes.
Gun assembly is not a simple term. You must have a detailed enough understanding of guns to be able to assemble the gun in a very short time.
In the practical classes a few days ago, apart from the children of the main family who performed very well, few students from other departments were able to do this.
Ouyang Bei looked around.
At some point, not far away, the old students who were still training put down their sniper rifles, gathered in groups of three or five, clasped their fists, and watched Fu Zhi's actions.
He seemed to be watching the fun, and also seemed to be estimating Fu Zhi's strength.
I want to know how Fu Zhi, who was said by the elders to be able to fight with Ouyang Huannai, was able to assemble a newly developed sniper rifle in a matter of seconds and accurately hit the center of a 500-meter moving target.
However, seeing Fu Zhi touching the sniper rifle in public without any hesitation, with her brows downcast, and only one hand placed in front of the parts, a female senior standing far away could not help but maliciously speculate: "Tsk, a sniper rifle is not a pistol. From what the instructor said, she didn't go to the practical class a few days ago, and she was ready to assemble the gun with one hand. Even our old students who have practiced for two or three months can't do this. Isn't she afraid of failure?"
The male students think more.
Although it is still very difficult for old students like them to quickly assemble a sniper rifle with one hand, those who are really capable, such as Ouyang Huannai, do not need any training at all. They can understand the internal structure of the gun with just one glance and disassemble and assemble it directly with one hand.
How do we know that Fu Zhi is not such a genius?
When Ouyang Jian saw Fu Zhi's actions, a flash of surprise flashed across his eyes, followed by a strong mockery, "You don't know your own limitations."
"The sniper rifles here are all very expensive. If you don't understand the assembly order and assemble them casually, it will easily damage the gun... What?!"
Ouyang Jian had not yet finished his sarcasm, but the next second, something he did not expect happened.
The relatively complicated parts scattered all over the table were picked up very smoothly in Fu Zhi's hands and then assembled into a new type of sniper rifle!
The whole thing took less than 30 seconds.
How is this possible!
Ouyang Jian subconsciously put himself in the situation. If he were standing in front of this pair of parts, would he be able to assemble a sniper rifle in such a short time?
The answer is yes.
But the only uncertainty was that this was the first time that Fu Zhi faced this pile of parts. He had never taken any practical classes before and did not understand the internal structure of these parts, but he was able to assemble the sniper rifle so accurately.
This is something he might not be able to do in his entire life.
A hint of jealousy flashed in Ouyang Jian's eyes.
Even the veteran students not far away exclaimed, "This speed! It's amazing!"
"Just by looking at this move, you can tell whether he is an expert or not!"
"It seems that moving 500 meters is not a big problem for her!"
"Fu Zhi's solo performance!"
“…”
The sound of discussion not far away was quite loud and faintly reached Fu Zhi's ears.
Their praise made Fu Zhi feel very ashamed and he couldn't accept it with a clear conscience.
What distance is five hundred meters?
Looking at the target is like looking at a dot! For people with poor eyesight, it is completely invisible!
Everyone felt that Ouyang Jian was being difficult.
Ouyang Bei looked at her hands. There wasn't even a callus on them. No matter how he looked at her, it didn't look like she could hit someone.
He really didn't know how those old students who praised Fu Zhi for his upcoming solo performance saw this.
Isn't this just blindness?
In fact, it’s not surprising that the old student said such things. It’s just that Fu Zhi was too confident in every way.
Even when he was lying on the ground, picking up a handful of sand and letting it blow in the wind, he was analyzing the impact of wind strength and air humidity on bullets.
Even Ouyang Jian's heart skipped a beat.
I was intimidated and thought Fu Zhi was really amazing.
As for Fu Zhi, after measuring everything, he looked back at Ouyang Jian and said, "I think you have too much malice towards me, and it is a malice that cannot be resolved due to a blood feud. If I hit the bull's eye, you will apologize to me, resign, and let someone else teach."
Ouyang Jian: “…”
In his entire life, he has never seen an arrogant student who asked the instructor to leave after a disagreement between the instructor and the student!
He was so angry that he almost had a brain thrombosis. Without thinking, he blurted out, "Okay! If you can hit me, I'll kowtow and apologize to you!"
(End of this chapter)
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