My Military Career in a Parallel World

Is forty-six rings a good score?

There is no doubt about this. Even veterans who have been in the army for several years usually have this result.

Forty-six rings are nothing to veterans, but it is a different story for new recruits.

In fact, if we move forward in time and the recruits practice shooting for the second or third time, they would not be so surprised.

Of course, they were also surprised. All those present were non-commissioned officers with at least five years of military service, and this was not the first time they had led new recruits.

They have all seen recruits with even more exaggerated talents.

However, although it was not fifty rings, Jiang Chen was able to hit forty-six rings the first time he touched a gun. His talent was unquestionable.

"Haha, good, you fought well! You really made me proud!" Li Gang laughed and patted Jiang Chen on the shoulder, praising him non-stop.

After serving in the army to Li Gang's level, it is impossible for him to become an officer, and he can only take the path of a non-commissioned officer.

Although the job of a non-commissioned officer may seem simple, it is not much less difficult than that of an officer.

Li Gang now has two options. One is to join the special forces through intensive training. Relying on the special nature of the special forces, as long as his performance is good, signing as a fourth or fifth term non-commissioned officer will not be a problem.

The second is naturally to take the conventional route of mostly non-commissioned officers.

In the absence of professional skills support, the only option is to lead troops.

The better and more outstanding Jiang Chen's performance, the happier he will be.

"Fuck, squad leader, you're such a pervert. Forty-six rings! How did you get that?!" Jiang Chen had just returned to the line when Chu Fei and the others immediately surrounded him, their mouths full of sourness as if they had eaten a lemon.

It was already very good for others to hit the target, and there were very few people like Chu Fei who hit the target with four shots and were close to the passing score.

result……

Chu Fei had just been showing off for two seconds when Jiang Chen stole the limelight.

Five shots hit the target, and the number of rings was nearly doubled.

It would be strange if it wasn't sour.

"How to fight? Just use your hands, what else can you do?" Jiang Chen shrugged with an indifferent expression, which made everyone angry.

What does it mean to hit with your hands?

You mean we don't have hands?!

Is this how you pretend?!

If Li Gang hadn't been standing nearby and there were other people watching, they would have wanted to rush up and give this guy two slaps. You are being asked to pretend, or you will die!

"Haha, just forty-six rings, it's nothing. You haven't seen anything more exaggerated..." Li Gang was in a very good mood at this time. He didn't care about these trivial matters. Instead, he was interested in joining in the conversation of everyone.

"Ah? This is nothing, there's something even more exaggerated?!" Everyone opened their mouths wide when they heard this. Even Jiang Chen turned his head to look over, waiting for Li Gang's next words.

"Of course, let me tell you, let alone forty-six rings, I have seen recruits who hit fifty rings for the first time they touched a gun.

Moreover, basically one or two pop up every few years!

Forty-six rings can only be said to be pretty good, at most it was just a surprise for a moment but that was it."

As he spoke, Li Gang gave them an example.

"Do you know how our country won its first Olympic gold medal?"

Everyone shook their heads. Jiang Chen seemed to be thinking about something. He did know something. It seemed that he had won it in a shooting competition...

"Gun sense is not some metaphysics, but a skill that only a few people have." Li Gang did not answer the question directly, but instead talked to everyone about gun sense.

“If you want to have a gun feel, you generally need to go through a lot of training. Moreover, not everyone can learn it. Only a small number of people have the possibility of getting a gun feel through training.

However, there are exceptions to everything. There are always some people who are exceptions. They don’t need too much practice, and even the first time they touch a gun, they can have the feeling of a gun that others dream of! "

"Xu Haifeng is an example!"

Li Gang brought the topic back again, and everyone gradually listened attentively.

"Xu Haifeng was just an ordinary employee of a supply and marketing cooperative before, but he broke the provincial record in his first competition, and then became my country's first Olympic champion in just a few years!"

Li Gang is from Anhui Province. He grew up listening to the legend of Xu Haifeng. He was influenced by Xu Haifeng and joined the army. He had an extraordinary desire and love for guns since he was a child. In order to touch a real gun, he joined the army on a whim after graduating from high school.

Therefore, when talking about Xu Haifeng, Li Gang always has a special sense of pride and honor.

For the people of Xi Province, Xu Haifeng is their pride.

"So, Jiang Chen, don't be too proud. It's only 46 rings. You're just lucky that you didn't encounter similar recruits this year. Otherwise, this small achievement wouldn't mean anything!"

This is what Li Gang really wanted to say.

Jiang Chen not only did not refute but nodded in agreement when he heard this.

He is an insider who knows his own business. If it weren't for the dream space, his results would at most be similar to Chu Fei's, or perhaps a little better, but also limited. Thirty rings would be a passing score, but it would be hard to say if he could get any better.

Seeing that Jiang Chen had taken his words to heart, Li Gang said nothing more and continued to turn his head to look at the shooting range.

As for everyone else…

This is the first time I heard the word "gun sense", and everyone was fantasizing about it in their hearts.

Live-fire target practice continues.

There were more than a hundred people in the recruit company, more than a dozen squads, and an average of five minutes for each squad to report for target shooting. After rushing as fast as possible, we finally got all the recruits to take turns to experience the feeling of live-fire shooting before the end of an hour.

Although everyone had practiced aiming with a gun for a while, the overall results of the first live-fire shooting were still not ideal.

Except for Jiang Chen who scored forty-six rings, the best score of others was just over thirty rings.

The vast majority of people only hit the target with two or three bullets, and they were all low numbers such as one, two, three, and four. Some were unlucky and the total number of rings from three bullets did not even exceed double digits.

There were at least 20 people who fired five bullets but failed to hit the target and all missed the target...

It can be said that how confident they were before they came, how silent they were when they left.

The platoon leaders and squad leaders had anticipated this, and no one blamed the new recruits for it.

However, just because the squad leaders don’t say anything doesn’t mean the recruits don’t have any feelings.

Didn’t that boy have a dream of becoming a sharpshooter since he was a child?

Who doesn't have a kind of confidence in their marksmanship?

Now that this fantasy has been shattered, how can they feel good?

Everyone was dejected and even their singing seemed weak.

However, there are also some people with bigger ambitions, for example, Chu Fei.

"Deputy class leader, you are too inhumane. You beat all of us with just one move!

Today's target shooting was really boring!"

Chu Fei kept talking about this matter along the way, and it was obvious that he had not forgotten about having his limelight stolen.

"That's right, I performed well when shooting, with four shots on target and 25 rings, just a little lower than Fei Zai. Fei Zai at least got a few seconds of glory!

What about me? I was standing right behind you, the squad leader. When we were reporting the target, the squad leader and the others didn't even look at me. It was so uncomfortable!" Zhang Meng also complained.

Upon hearing this, Li Qiang also joined the conversation. His performance today was also good. Although he only hit the target with three shots, the number of rings was not less at all, two shots with eight rings and one shot with six rings, for a total score of twenty-two rings.

"Well, I really didn't mean it. I'll treat you guys to some drinks tonight, okay? I'll ask the squad leader to bring them to us when we get back!"

Being besieged by so many people, even if Jiang Chen was thick-skinned enough to look down upon the walls of Chang'an, he could hardly bear it anymore. He could only make a promise to calm everyone down first.

"Drinks alone are not enough to heal the damage done to our young hearts. We must add two more chicken legs!" Chu Fei said more demandingly.

"Yes! I also want a bucket of instant noodles!"

"I want one too. I want a big two-liter bucket of Coke so I can get drunk tonight!"

e=(′o｀*))) Alas...

Although his arguments may sound far-fetched, we are comrades in the same class after all.

Facing the unreasonable demands of the crowd, what can Jiang Chen do? He doesn't have much money anyway, so he might as well satisfy them and save them from complaining about this matter every day...

However, Jiang Chen obviously forgot one thing, they were not the only class here.

"Deputy squad leader Jiang, we've been abused by you too. Look, you've let us pretend. Can you give us some compensation?" Upon hearing this, comrades from the other two squads in the row also came over to join in the fun.

There are only more than a hundred people in the recruit company, and there are only about thirty people in a row of three squads. They train together every day. Although they are not as familiar with each other as comrades in the same class and dormitory, they often get together to chat and gossip.

During the break time on Saturdays and Sundays, several classes organized basketball games together, and Jiang Chen also took Chu Fei and others to other classes' dormitories to play cards.

"Brother, it's not that I'm stingy, you know that new recruits are not allowed to go out, and I am powerless!"

However, Jiang Chen was a very quick-witted person and he immediately came up with an excuse.

However, just as he finished speaking, Li Gang's voice came from behind him.

"It's okay. You are the protagonist today. I will run errands for you and you just need to pay!" Li Gang walked over and said with a smile on his face.

"Uh..." Jiang Chen was helpless. What else could he do?

There was no choice but to accept this "extortion".

Although it is called extortion, the total amount is actually not that much, probably a few dozen to a hundred dollars.

Jiang Chen was just trying it out based on the principle of saving as much as possible. He would pay as little as possible, but there was nothing he could do if he couldn't avoid it.

Looking at Jiang Chen who had a heartbroken expression when he took out the money, Li Gang curled his lips in disdain.

Who are you pretending to be? Do you really think he doesn't know? The regiment gave out a bonus of 10,000 yuan for the second-class merit just two days ago. You didn't have the chance before, so now is a good time to take down the rich.

If Li Gang hadn't known that Jiang Chen's family was in difficult financial situation, he would have taken action long ago, and would not have waited until now.

"Haha, squad leader five is awesome!"

A burst of cheers broke out in the queue. It was obvious that everyone was very happy to beat the local tyrant.

"What are you looking at! If you can hit forty-six rings, I will run errands for you!"

Well, the commotion here in the first row obviously attracted the attention of the recruits in other rows. After being caught by Zhao Hongbin and showing off for almost an hour, the second platoon leader had been holding back his anger for a long time, so how could he hold back any longer?

He turned around and scolded a few recruits who kept glancing towards the other row and started scolding them.

"Haha, Lao Li, don't be angry. Just keep calm. It's only the 46th ring, not even the full ring. There's nothing to be proud of!"

As he spoke, Zhao Hongbin turned his head and shouted in the direction of Jiang Chen and the others: "Be quiet, don't you know the queue discipline?!"

He spoke harshly, but the tone... the second platoon leader felt uncomfortable no matter how he listened to it.

"Everyone in the second row! Don't go back, target the playground, run!"

If he stayed with this guy for one more second, the second platoon leader felt like he was going to lose control of his blood pressure, so he simply ordered the second platoon's recruits to leave the main group and run towards the playground.

As for the third platoon leader...

He was not as frustrated as the second platoon leader.

There was a new recruit in their platoon who also hit the target with five shots, with a total score of over forty rings. In the face of Zhao Hongbin's bragging, he could barely hold up.

Back in the dormitory, the row of new recruits were naturally in high spirits. Even if their grades were not ideal, the snacks and drinks helped to dispel the little sadness in their hearts.

Today is Saturday. After coming back from target practice, the squad leaders did not take us to the playground for training.

However, no training does not mean you have to sit idle.

"Everyone, before the evening news broadcast, please write a 1,000-word reflection on this live-fire shooting and submit it!!"

"Ah! We have to write our reflections again, no, squad leader!" the recruits wailed.

The answer they got was, of course, that the squad leaders collectively spread their hands, saying that this was the instructor's order and they had no choice...

On the other hand, just as Jiang Chen was furiously writing down his thoughts and reflections, thinking about how to put together a thousand-word experience, the County Veterans Affairs Bureau in his hometown had received a notice and was communicating with the county government to arrange for the presentation of a plaque to the hero.

Jiang Jianguo, who was thousands of miles away, also received a call from the village committee, asking him if he had time to come back.

"Ah? Is there something wrong?" Jiang Jianguo asked nervously while holding the phone.

This year, because Jiang Chen was preparing for the college entrance examination to join the army, he had been delayed for almost a month. Not to mention whether his superiors would agree to take another leave, he himself did not want to give up the time to earn money and go back.

The five of us are waiting to eat. My second child is about to go to high school. If I go back again...

Thinking of this, Jiang Jianguo was about to refuse.

"Old Jiang, don't rush to refuse, it's a good thing!" The village chief also knew Jiang Jianguo's situation and hurriedly explained.

"Your son has made great contributions in the army!

The county leaders will come to the village in the next two days to present a plaque to the meritorious service. I heard it is a second-class merit, and the preferential treatment money alone will be tens of thousands. You have to pay attention!

Also, the town leader said that the plane fare on the way back would be reimbursed!!”

Speaking of this, the village chief couldn't help but feel a little envious.

Most rural people probably don’t even know what an airplane looks like, let alone riding one. In fact, the farthest place many people have ever been to in their lives is the nearby county town.

Planes? You may have never seen a train...

Moreover, the town reimbursed the airfare, which was a treatment only available to high-ranking officials in the past!

On the other side of the phone, Jiang Jianguo was stunned by the village chief's words. He held the phone for a long time without saying a word.

All I could think about was, my son has made a contribution! Second class merit! My son has made a contribution in the army! Second class merit!!!

Because of his father, Jiang Jianguo had some understanding of the army, and he knew what the second-class merit meant.

The surprise gradually faded, and Jiang Jianguo, who had come to his senses, quickly asked: "I...I...my son is...okay..."

As he said this, countless thoughts flashed through Jiang Jianguo's mind.

The village chief also knew what he was worried about, and quickly explained: "It's okay, it's okay, the county leaders specifically said that Jiang Chen is fine! Don't worry, hurry up and ask for leave from the factory. The county leaders will be coming over in the next two days, and you, the head of the family, can't be away!"

Hearing that his son was fine, Jiang Jianguo finally felt relieved and quickly nodded and agreed: "Okay, okay, I will go to the leader to ask for leave immediately. Tomorrow, no, tonight, I will buy a ticket and come back in the evening!

I have lived for most of my life and still don’t know what it feels like to fly on an airplane. But thanks to my son, I can experience it for myself!”

"Virtue..." After saying a few more words and explaining some things, the village chief hung up the phone.

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