Chen Yang plucked out his ears and said lightly: "Yes, but if I win, you have to apologize to me, and you have to say that you are a weak chicken in front of everyone in your police station, OK?"

Zhang Sicong's face was flushed with anger: "You are very arrogant, I want to see how capable you are! Come with me to the shooting range, I will let you see the power of the tiger of the armed police force!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Sicong took the lead in walking towards the police station.

Chen Yang snorted coldly and followed behind Zhang Sicong.

Ye Shilin grabbed Chen Yang's arm and whispered: "Although I hate you very much, I don't want you to compare with Zhang Sicong, his marksmanship is really powerful, ranking first in the whole police force, you have no hope of winning at all!"

"Really?" Chen Yang pouted, "My marksmanship ranks first in our entire village, and I'm also very good!"

As he spoke, Chen Yang continued to walk forward.

Ye Shilin grabbed Chen Yang's arm again, walked up to Chen Yang and said with a serious face: "You don't know how powerful he is, within a distance of a hundred meters, he can kill a flying fly!"

He's a real, highshooter, you know?"

Chen Yang nodded: "Well, I understand, it's really amazing!"

In fact, he didn't think so at all in his heart, a real sharpshooter can kill a devil's machine gunner with one shot from 800 miles away, and killing flies within 100 meters is not good at all?

Three minutes later, the three of them came to the shooting range of the police station.

The area of the shooting range is very large, and all kinds of equipment are very advanced, it can be seen that the Huacheng police still spare no expense in order to enhance the combat effectiveness of the police.

In this environment, the shooting skills of the Huacheng police officers are generally very superb.

And the captain of the armed police team, who represents the strongest combat power in the police department, has an even more powerful shooting level.

Of course, these guns are all fake, and it is impossible for Chen Yang to touch the real guy.

Chen Yang was choosing a gun, Ye Shilin came to him again and said: "Chen Yang, it's too late for you to give up the game now! Otherwise, if you lose in a while, you will lose face, and I will continue to be entangled by Zhang Sicong!"

Chen Yang casually picked up a revolver and rotated it twice on his fingers, then patted Ye Shilin's shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I won't necessarily lose!"

After finishing speaking, Chen Yang came to Zhang Sicong with a revolt.

Zhang Sicong glanced at Chen Yang's revolver, and said with disdain: "What a novice, the shooting distance and firing speed of this revolver are the slowest among all guns, and the shooting power is still very weak, you plan to use this kind of defective goods to compete with me?"

Chen Yang shrugged his shoulders and said, "No way, with my level, if I use other pistols, it will be considered bullying you! I can only use this inferior pistol to make the game appear fair!"

Zhang Sicong was holding the latest Type 96 pistol, 5.8mm caliber, single magazine, shooting accuracy is very high, and the shooting speed is also very fast.

In general, Zhang Sicong's pistol performance is about twice as high as Chen Yang's pistol performance.

Ye Shilin came to Chen Yang's side again, and whispered to Chen Yang with a surprised and angry expression: "Are you crazy? Use this kind of pistol to compete with Zhang Sicong, if you don't want to win, just admit defeat as soon as possible, why play like this?"

Chen Yang couldn't help but sigh and said, "Beauty, I'm fighting for you, can't you say something nice?"

Ye Shilin couldn't help but poke Chen Yang's forehead: "Do you think I don't want to say good things? The main thing is that you are too stupid, you can't compare to Zhang Sicong technically, and you also took a broken gun, what do you want me to say?"

It seems that this little beauty is deeply prejudiced against herself, and she doesn't believe in her own skills at all!

Chen Yang shrugged his shoulders and didn't say anything more, let's let the facts speak.

He and Zhang Sicong stood side by side at the shooting position and said, "Officer, can you start?"

Zhang Sicong sneered: "Of course, I'm ready! As the home side, I'll explain to you the design of the shooting range......

Chen Yang interrupted him: "Needless to introduce, the shooting position is 50 meters away from the bull's-eye, let's directly compare the shooting accuracy and shooting speed, how about it?"

Zhang Sicong's face darkened and said, "Okay, I'll count to three, let's shoot at the same time......!" Two...... One!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Sicong and Chen Yang pulled the trigger at the same time.

"Bang...... Bang...... Bang!"

Gunshots rang out one after another, deafening!

Ten seconds later, both men stood at the same time.

The staff in charge of the shooting range record checked the bull's-eye, and then began to report: "No. 6 shooting position, all hit the bull's-eye, no missed the target!"

Zhang Sicong had a smug smile on his face, and he was standing at the No. 6 shooting position.

"Little white face, do you see it? This is strength, can you afford it? Hmph, admit defeat!" Zhang Sicong said to Chen Yang.

Chen Yang smiled: "What's the hurry? I haven't reported my results yet!"

"What good results can you have, and!" Zhang Sicong said disdainfully.

"No. 8 shooting position, all hit the bull's-eye, no missed target!" the staff's voice came again.

The expression on Zhang Sicong's face froze, he couldn't believe his ears!

"This ...... How is this possible? Are you mistaken?" Zhang Sicong shouted at the staff.

He is also the captain of the armed police force, and the staff still has to give him face.

So the staff patiently checked again, and then shouted at the shooting position: "Captain Zhang, there's nothing wrong, the No. 8 shooting position did all hit the bull's-eye!"

Zhang Sicong was about to doubt his life, he never expected that Chen Yang's shooting level could be so high.

"Officer, how is it, my shooting results are not bad, right?" Chen Yang said with a smile.

Zhang Sicong said with a cold face: "It's average, the shooting accuracy is not bad, but don't be complacent, there is also the shooting speed! I fired twelve bullets in ten seconds, can you do it? With your broken revolver, it would be good to shoot five rounds, hum!"

At this time, the bullseye recorder spoke again, and he shouted at Zhang Sicong: "I'm sorry, Team Zhang, I forgot to report the number of bullets just now! The No. 6 target position, the number of bullet casings is twelve, the No. 8 target position, the number of bullet casings is eighteen!"

Zhang Sicong's eyes were about to pop out, his expression was extremely shocked, and he shouted at the recorder: "Are you blind kid?

The number of rounds is only six, how can there be eighteen shells?"

The recorder squatted down, picked up all the bullet casings at the No. 8 target position, and then ran to Zhang Sicong and said: "Team Zhang, count it yourself, it is indeed eighteen bullet casings!"