Siheyuan: Back to 50 years ago, Shazhu joined the army

Chapter 575: Actual combat drill, He Yuzhu's superb shooting skills

To this end, he turned his attention to the instructors in the practical training department.

He Yuzhu walked slowly to the microphone and shouted loudly: "Dear trainee police officers, teachers, and leaders of the academy.

In fact, I am not only an expert in martial arts, but my shooting skills are also superb.

To tell you the truth, I have fought in battles before, and I was an ace sharpshooter in the army! "

However, He Yuzhu's truthful words were very unpleasant to the ears of the instructors who were responsible for teaching shooting.

They thought that after the chief instructor He Yuzhu had reorganized those instructors, he actually targeted them again. Doesn't this guy know that different trades bring different worlds?

For this reason, Huang Lun, the instructor who was best at shooting, was nominated. He went directly to the podium and questioned He Yuzhu.

"Chief Instructor He, what do you mean by that? Although you are the chief martial arts instructor appointed by the higher-ups, that's true, but shooting and training are not your responsibility. You are clearly crossing the line now. Hasn't anyone ever taught you to follow the rules?"

He Yuzhu sneered when he heard Huang Lun's words, "Follow the rules? Teacher Huang, I'm sorry, there are no rules in my dictionary. Rules are meant to be broken. I only know that the fittest will survive. We should let these trainee police officers receive better learning and training."

He Yuzhu's words were supported by the trainee police officers present.

"Well...Instructor He said it well!"

The unanimous voices of support made the teacher Huang Lun very dissatisfied. He looked at the dean of the college, Charlie, who was in the stands, with a pleading look.

But although Charlie was a foreigner, he was extremely intelligent. After seeing the fate of those instructors, he knew that the Chief Instructor He Yuzhu in front of him must be playing the pig to eat the tiger, and combined with the content he published in the newspaper, I would rather believe it, so when faced with Huang Lun’s request for help, he simply chose to ignore it.

Huang Lun was caught in a dilemma when he saw that the dean did not help him.

The teachers standing behind him began to add fuel to the fire.

"Alun, you are a sharpshooter and a gold medal instructor at our Royal Police Academy. How can you lose face like this? In my opinion, you should compete with He Yuzhu in shooting to dampen his spirit and stop him from being so arrogant.

You better be more alert and don't lose face."

After being persuaded by everyone, Huang Lun's self-confidence reached an unprecedented level, and he came to He Yuzhu again.

"Instructor He, I, Huang Lun, am the shooting instructor of our Royal Police Academy. I have won the 97-city shooting competition championship for three consecutive years. I want to compete with you in shooting. Do you dare to accept the challenge?"

When He Yuzhu heard Huang Lun take the initiative to propose a competition, he was overjoyed and thought: Here comes the stepping stone.

"Instructor Huang, since you have so confidently proposed to compete with me in shooting, I will naturally accept it with pleasure.

But let me be frank with you. If I win, I will be in charge of the shooting practice training in the future. If I lose, I will automatically resign from the position of chief instructor at the academy."

As soon as He Yuzhu finished speaking, before Huang Lun could express his opinion, Charlie, the dean of the college, spoke first.

"Okay! Since Instructor He has this confidence, as the dean of the Royal Police Academy, I will be the notary public."

After saying these words, Charlie looked at Huang Lun meaningfully, and the latter immediately understood.

Since there was a special shooting range near the training ground, they all quickly moved to the shooting range.

At this time, the shooting range was surrounded by trainee police officers and other instructors who came to watch the competition. They all wanted to know who would win the shooting competition.

There was a lively discussion between the students and the instructors.

"Teacher Li, I think that this time Teacher Huang will definitely win. After all, different trades are like different mountains. Although He Yuzhu is very skilled in martial arts, he is not necessarily skilled in firearms."

Teacher Li had a different opinion when he heard what the other party said.

"I don't think so. Didn't you hear He Yuzhu say that he was a soldier? Soldiers are natural shooters. It's still unknown who will win this competition."

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At this time, the relevant staff of the shooting range had arrived at the area. The weapon for this competition was the .97 pistol used exclusively by the police in 38 cities.

The content of this assessment is that there is a target 50 meters away from the shooting point. Each person has six bullets and a spare magazine, a total of 12 bullets. The one with the most rings wins.

The instructor named Huang Lun picked up the .38 on the table, held the gun handle firmly with both hands, aimed at the center of the target, and fired six shots in a rhythmic manner.

“Snap…Snap…Snap…Snap…”

The staff nearby were reporting the number.

"10 rings, 10 rings, 8 rings, 9 rings, 8 rings, 8 rings."

Huang Lun then replaced the spare magazine and fired again.

"9 rings, 9 rings, 8 rings, 10 rings, 8 rings, 8 rings."

A total of 105 rings, this result is quite satisfactory for a champion.

Because they generally have not received professional training, most of their shots are off target, because the target this time is the maximum effective killing distance of the .38 pistol.

Such results were also praised by the students present.

Soon it was He Yuzhu's turn. Everyone's eyes were focused on him. He picked up the .38 rifle on the table nonchalantly and without saying a word, without even taking aim, he fired six rounds in rapid succession with one hand. Then he quickly put in a spare magazine and switched to his left hand to fire six rounds in rapid succession again.

After only 12 gunshots, He Yuzhu had finished shooting.

Because He Yuzhu's speed was too fast, the staff member who was reporting forgot to confirm the number of targets while reporting.

When Huang Lun saw He Yuzhu's amateur shooting skills, he immediately mocked him in front of everyone, "You're bragging about being the best marksman in some army, but you can't even get on the target. It's ridiculous!"

Huang Lun's words were echoed by the people around him, but someone who was careful in observing the target suddenly shouted, "Those who miss the target will also report the number. Now that the staff member did not report it, it means that this is not the case."

It was this unusual voice of opposition that made everyone present stop their sarcasm and turn their attention to the staff who were confirming the target.

After repeatedly confirming the number of targets, the staff member was completely stunned. He felt like he had encountered a monster.