The Female General Dominates All After Transmigration-Chapter 64: Overtime Begins, Catching the Big Boss’s Eye
This is incredible, this year’s shooting competition is exciting to watch, just having two fifty-rings in the preliminaries was surprising enough, but in the finals, we now have three fifty-rings.
Oh dear, this means we need an additional round!
Even Han Guangchuan turned back and smiled at Zhang Hanchao, "It seems if you want to win this championship, you’ll have to conquer another hill."
Political Commissioner He suggested, "Since it’s a championship contest among three sharpshooters, wouldn’t it be better to add some difficulty?"
Staff Officer He, smiling, looked at Zhang Hanchao and said, "As far as I know, your county has also included an extra round, increasing the difficulty, right?"
Do you still ask even when you know? Zhang Hanchao really wanted to roll his eyes.
But with Han Guangchuan watching, he still answered properly, "Yes. The target was delayed back, a one hundred and fifty-meter target."
Han Guangchuan smiled without saying anything.
Political Commissioner He immediately instructed a guard standing not far away, "What are you standing here for, go inform the organizing committee to increase the shooting distance, one hundred... and fifty-meter targets!"
Staff Officer He added with a smile, "Just increasing the range is too simple, how about we add something more, double the bullets, make it ten rounds! One shot, one report!"
Moving the target back, adding a full fifty meters is difficult enough, and doubling the bullets... You know, five bullets and ten bullets are not just a numerical difference, each additional bullet adds another layer of psychological and physical challenge for the contestants.
Adding the rule of one shot one report, the difficulty is even greater. Even if someone has slightly weaker psychological endurance, making one mistake out of ten shots in this peak-level showdown could mean elimination!
The guard quietly stuck out his tongue and went to convey the message at a trot.
Zhang Hanchao resignedly shook his head, picked up a kettle from the stand, greeted, and walked to the field.
He handed two kettles to Zheng Hongwei and Ling Chengyan. Zheng Hongwei unscrewed a kettle and gulped it down, while Ling Chengyan was more restrained, taking a few small sips before putting the kettle down.
Zhang Hanchao secretly gave a thumbs up, but inwardly recalled Han Guangchuan’s question, did Ling Chengyan really never serve in the military or go through the army... No, not only did she go through the army, such strict self-discipline and maintaining calmness in crises must be honed through major battles, right?!
Many people think that you need to be full before a big battle to have the energy to fight. Actually, those who have truly experienced battle know that you can only eat up to seventy percent full before a battle. Being too full can affect reaction speed and mobility. You have to know that the battlefield changes in an instant, and when it’s truly life or death, even a small difference could cost you your life!
It’s the same for drinking water; you have to sip it to keep your mouth and throat just moist, not gulp it down.
Soon, the target distance was adjusted to one hundred and fifty meters, and the shooting positions were rearranged. Only three competitors remained, so the shooting positions were spaced out more, which was beneficial for the competitors, reducing interference between them.
The targets for the three were determined by drawing lots. Ling Chengyan got the middle, the second target spot; Zheng Hongwei the first spot, and Zhang Yuanhong from the Bin County stationed area the third spot.
Earlier, Ling Chengyan had noticed Zhang Yuanhong, whose mannerisms bore a hint of the unique military aura.
Once the three entered the tiebreaker, Ling Chengyan paid more attention to this one, and could basically determine that Zhang Yuanhong must have a military connection, either he had been a soldier or had been deeply influenced by the military environment, such as coming from a military family.
However, it was unknown why this person ultimately chose to become a worker. Ling Chengyan heard that this person now works at the regional machinery plant, and is reportedly not only a technical backbone in the plant, but also, due to his youth and handsomeness, the heartthrob of many female workers in the plant.
Looking at the tall, long-legged, and decisively competent Zhang Yuanhong, Ling Chengyan silently nodded, the young man indeed was quite outstanding.
Standing in his shooting position, Zhang Yuanhong noticed something while checking his equipment and turned his head over, only to meet Ling Chengyan’s gaze.
Ling Chengyan felt no embarrassment for being noticed observing someone and did not evade or avoid. She even calmly nodded toward Zhang Yuanhong before withdrawing her gaze to start inspecting her own equipment, ensuring her shooting position was level and free from small branches, stones, and such.
As today’s competition was nearing its end, the number of spectators in the stands didn’t decrease but increased. Many nearby, hearing about the sharpshooters’ tiebreaker, came over to watch the excitement, their voices buzzing. Even the three on-field competitors could hear them.
Finally, the starter called the command, "On your marks..."
The three competitors heard the command and went prone with their guns, ready for the shot at their respective positions.
The audience in the stands also stopped chatting and paid focused attention to the competition on the field.
Beep—the whistle sounded and the three competitors pulled their triggers one after another—bang, bang, bang!
After the three gunshots, the starter issued the command again, "Stand, report the targets!"
Ling Chengyan and the other two stood waiting, while the scorers stationed near the targets jogged to each spot, signaling the targets with flags.
The starter loudly announced the scores, "First target spot, nine rings! Second target spot, ten rings! Third target spot, nine rings!"
When the first round of scores was announced, the discussions from the stands suddenly grew louder, many people couldn’t believe that the two male militia lost? And lost to a seemingly delicate and frail-looking female militia?
Before the audience could discuss further, the second round of shooting had already begun on the field.
Commands, whistles, gunshots—target scores—
First target spot, nine rings!
Second target spot, ten rings!
Third target spot, ten rings!
For the third round, commands, whistles, gunshots—target scores—
First target spot, ten rings!
Second target spot, ten rings!
Third target spot, eight rings!
The audience in the stands watched in a concentrated breath, forgetting to discuss, each focusing intently on the match in the field. Some even involuntarily clenched their fists or pressed their lips.
Zhang Hanchao had already returned to the stands where the three leaders in front of him appeared relaxed, especially Staff Officer Xing and Political Commissioner He, both looking at Zhang Hanchao.
Staff Officer Xing smiled teasingly, "You’ve really found a gem, haven’t you?"
Political Commissioner He added, "This is a great sniper candidate, so how about it, let me have her? I guarantee, she’ll make it to the province... maybe even further!"
Zhang Hanchao felt bitter, his mouth also tasted bitter, and his smile wasn’t exactly great. With a bitter face, he said, "It’s good that the leaders value her, but there are still two kids in her family, the younger one is not even five months..."
"Ah, nursing period..." Political Commissioner He scratched his chin and wrinkled his brow, "That’s a bit tricky."
Zhang Hanchao opted not to hide and said, "This one is indeed excellent, it’s not just the leaders who see her worth, I thought she was talented long ago. After the county competition, I wanted to keep her in the county for proper training. Who could have thought that the political review didn’t pass..."
