In the first round, a youth from the Fourth Battalion stepped forward to compete with the contestants from the other three battalions. On his first shot, he successfully hit the bullseye and entered the next round. The contestants from the other three battalions also successfully hit the bullseye and entered the next cycle, from the first to the last.
The four battalions would naturally send out the elites of the elites in the first round. If they failed in the first round, it would easily affect the morale of the team.
However, it was obviously not easy to hit the bullseye every time. Starting from the second round, people were gradually eliminated.
After a round, there were only five people left in the 1st Battalion, six in the 2nd Battalion, eight in the 3rd Battalion, and eight in the 4th Battalion.
In the first round, the 4th and 3rd Battalions were evenly matched.
The second round began. After one round, there were only two people left in the 1st Battalion, four in the 2nd Battalion, seven in the 3rd Battalion, and six in the 4th Battalion.
What surprised Mo Wen was that Qin Xiaoyu was actually able to successfully complete the second round of shooting, becoming one of the only two girls left on the field.
In the third round, the gap between the battalions gradually widened. Qin Xiaoyu was eliminated because of the one-ring difference. Only the short-haired girl was left in the 1st Battalion. As for the Second Battalion, the situation was not optimistic either. There were only two people left on the battlefield.
The 4th Battalion only had three people left, while the 3rd Battalion still had five people left.
If this continued and there were no accidents, the 3rd Battalion would definitely persevere to the end. After all, the 3rd Battalion still had a sharpshooter. If he did not make any mistakes, the 3rd Battalion would not lose.
The fourth round, the fifth round …
The girl from the 1st Battalion and the two boys from the 2nd Battalion did not manage to hold on and were all eliminated. As for the Fourth Battalion, only Mo Wen and Wang Yuan were left. However, the Third Battalion was ridiculously strong, as there were still four people who had persevered.
In the sixth round, Mo Wen was the first to step forward. He held a semi-automatic rifle in his hand. He raised his hand and fired a shot. He did not even look at the target before walking back and standing behind Wang Yuan.
The young man from the Third Battalion aimed at him and hit the bullseye as well.
Now, there were only the 4th and 3rd Battalions left on the field. The 4th Battalion had two people, while the 3rd Battalion had four people. This meant that two rounds for the four battalions was equivalent to one round for the three battalions.
In a two versus four situation, they would naturally be at a disadvantage, and the probability of them being eliminated was much higher than that of the 3rd Battalion.
In the distance, the four camps were all holding their breaths as they watched the increasingly tense competition between the two camps. They knew that the time to reveal the final winner was not far away.
"Now there are only two people left in the 4th Battalion, and the remaining four people in the 3rd Battalion are all very skilled. I'm afraid it will be very difficult for us to win."
A company instructor of the 4th Battalion said in a serious tone. Although the 4th Battalion was now firmly in second place, it was still hard to say whether they could take first place or not. Especially since the first place was very likely to fall into the hands of the 3rd Battalion, which was at odds with the 4th Battalion.
Chief Instructor Zhou Zhen didn't say anything. He just pursed his lips tightly and stared at the shooting field without blinking.
Bang!
With a gunshot, Mo Wen once again hit the bullseye without any suspense. For a fixed target, it was almost impossible for him to miss.
"Sir, I request a moving target."
At this time, Shao Jianyang ran to the referee standing not far away and asked for the fixed target to be changed to a moving target.
According to the rules of the camp competition, if the winner of the shooting competition could not be determined after 20 rounds, then the target could be changed to a moving target.
Without a doubt, the difficulty of a moving target was far more difficult than a fixed target. You could hit ten points with a fixed target, but you might not even be able to hit five points with a moving target.
"The 3rd Battalion requests to change to a moving target. Do you have any objections?"
The referee looked at Mo Wen and Wang Yuan. Although there was a rule for a fixed target to be changed to a moving target, that would only happen after 20 rounds. Changing the moving target in advance required the consent of both parties.
"What should I do? If it's changed to a moving target, I might not even be able to last one round. "
Wang Yuan looked at Mo Wen with a serious look. He was very clear about his own capabilities. To be able to hit ten points with a moving target was definitely luck for him. How confident could he be when it came to something that depended on luck?
Everyone knew that once the fixed target was changed to a moving target, the winner would be decided very quickly.
Especially when the 4th Battalion only had two people while the 3rd Battalion had four. Each of them had to hit the bullseye of the moving target twice to offset the four people from the 3rd Battalion.
Moreover, Wang Yuan wasn't confident even once, not to mention twice.
It could be said that if he and Mo Wen both failed in the first shot, the 3rd Battalion wouldn't even need to send out all their people to eliminate the both of them.
"Why? Are you scared?" Shao Jianyang laughed coldly as he walked over. "If you're scared, just admit defeat and get lost. Struggling on your deathbed is just an embarrassment."
"You …" Wang Yuan was so angry that his face turned red. He was speechless for a moment.
"Alright, I promise you."
Mo Wen raised his eyebrows and pulled Wang Yuan back.
"Hehe, since you want to die so badly, I'll grant your wish."
Shao Jianyang glanced at Mo Wen coldly. "I hope you can last one round. Otherwise, I'll be too disappointed."
As he said that, he walked to the shooting area of the 3rd Battalion. Both of his hands caressed a very old Type 54 pistol.
At this moment, the fixed target that was a hundred meters away suddenly started shaking left and right. The speed wasn't very fast, but at a distance of a hundred meters, the red dot on the bullseye blurred into an arc. It was basically very difficult to determine the exact position of the bullseye with the naked eye.
The students from the four battalions who were watching the competition immediately got excited and stared at the competition ground without blinking. It was not easy to hit the bullseye on a normal fixed target. A moving target was out of reach for many ordinary students. Not to mention hitting the bullseye, there were many people who might even miss the target.
The students of the 3rd and 4th Battalions were all excited and cheered for their own battalions continuously.
"Zhang Lizheng, you seemed to be the runner-up in the shooting competition in the military region last time. Can you hit the moving target?"
Chief Instructor Zhou Zhen squinted his eyes slightly and asked Zhang Lizheng who was behind him.
"It's hard to say. Maybe I can't even last one round, or maybe two."
Zhang Lizheng smiled bitterly. Shooting a moving target was not a difficult task. There was normal training, but to hit the bullseye of a moving target was definitely not an easy task. Even if one could hit the bullseye by chance, it was mostly due to luck.
Unless one was using a sniper rifle and had a long distance aiming device, then estimating the distance and speed of the moving target, then it was possible to hit the bullseye.
But how could a sniper rifle be used in a 100m shooting competition? It was all pistols or rifles.
In this way, the difficulty was not just a little high.
"Then how many rounds do you think Mo Wen can last?" Zhou Zhen asked expressionlessly.
"He might be able to last two or three rounds."
Zhang Lizheng was silent for a while. Although he did not know Mo Wen very well, he did not know why, but he always felt that Mo Wen was not simple. Moreover, after observing his shooting in secret a few times, he always had a feeling that he was not as good as Mo Wen.
"That Shao Jianyang took the initiative to suggest shooting a moving target, so he must be very confident about it. Moreover, his shooting movements are very professional. His movements, reflexes, gaze, and habitual movements all show that he has undergone strict training.
Did you notice the calluses on his hands? Those few spots are the unique calluses that can only be found when frequently touching firearms. This shows that his background is not simple. He should be a talent trained by some organization. "
"On the contrary, that Mo Wen's movements are casual and his expression is undisciplined. When he is shooting, there is no order to speak of. But the result is that he can hit the target every time. This kind of person is either good at concealing and trying to numb the enemy, or he has really great skills. "
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