Looking at Lin Tian's expression, it was like the real thing! Could it really be that a blind cat meets a dead mouse? Zhao Longbin resisted the urge to vomit blood and picked up the pistol again, he had already defined Lin Tian's three shots just now as a luck component, otherwise he had aimed his hands at it for a long time, and he couldn't compare to Lin Tian's casual shot with one hand? It's kind of hurtful.

Next, in order to make the game go quickly, the referee simply went next to the target, and called back directly after the fight, so that it was fast! Zhao Longbin tried his best to calm himself down, and the five rounds in the back were all around the seventh ring, which was still very good!

When the referee broke out that Lin Tian had eight shots and ten rings, he wanted to be paralyzed on the ground, if it weren't for Qing'er supporting him by the side, he really couldn't stand it! What about the infinite scenery? Shouldn't the plot develop like this? Shouldn't Lin Tian miss a single shot, and then hit all of them?

Lin Tian put down the gun, and secretly laughed in his heart that when Zhao Longbin was stupid that he used to be a killer, he liked to use three weapons, butterfly knife, pistol, and Barrett! It's almost a good result in 100 shots, half of Lin Tian's title of killer ghost talent is played by him with a gun, although his melee skills are strong, but his long-range combat skills are the strongest of the strong!

"Hey, you bastard, are you cheating!" Qing'er was also anxious, and pointed at Lin Tian and was about to scold, if it wasn't for a young man who looked a little thin next to her to stop her, this chick might have been published on the spot. Brother Long, whom he admired the most, actually lost to a hillbilly, and the blow was undoubtedly huge

On the other side of the Lintian race.

Liang Guoqiang held a delicate teapot and took a sip.

"How? Lin Lao's eyes are still vicious, right? Liang Guoqiang smiled faintly, took a sip of tea, and didn't know who he was talking to.

On the field, Lin Tian shrugged helplessly, and said embarrassedly, "This young lady, I'm sorry, I didn't think that shooting would be so simple, I'm really embarrassed to win just a few shots." ”

"Hmph, there's a kind of fight with Brother Long! Brother Long must have made you scream! Qing'er said angrily, a lioness alive.

"Are you sure your brother dragon doesn't need to rest? That pale face is a little scary! After saying this, Li Guohui pulled Lin Tian to the side, and did not forget to teach him a lesson!

"Good boy, you can! Why didn't I see that you kid was still a shooting genius? Tell me quickly, did Lin Lao teach you in private? ”

Lin Tian sat down and said with a smile, "I really hit it casually!" ”

Someone not far away had the urge to vomit blood, which made Qing'er, the little tiger, almost mad on the spot

After resting for a while, Lin Tian actually chatted with a few soldier brothers next to him, it was very relaxed, most of them were those soldier brothers asking Lin Tian questions Lin Tian was enthusiastic but could only answer them one by one, there was no intention of escaping, only after a while, it had already become a piece, the best thing was a soldier wearing glasses next to him, this person's enthusiasm for Lin Tian was not ordinarily high, and finally Lin Tian knew that he was a firearms fan, and he was only 19 years old this year, and his family did not agree with him to join the army, it was his own name secretly reported, In the end, the family had no choice but to agree, and came to the army just to be able to touch the pistol once and get over the gun addiction

"Brother, does that pistol feel good?"

A simple question, but it was difficult for Lin Tian, is there a difference in the touch of this pistol? In the past, he used guns to kill people, how could he go back and think about such things as touch? Now that I think about it carefully, I can't say anything big, so I can only cough and blush to change the topic.

There is quite a lot of time to chat and fart, that Zhao Longbin should not be preparing for the competition in the afternoon, the batch of young masters just now are all gone, and Lin Tian knows the direction, but he doesn't know what to do. After a while, a soldier came back, saying that Zhao Longbin had an old injury, and now he is being treated in the infirmary, but the problem is not big, I believe that after resting for a while, I can participate in the second fighting game! The boos are constant, almost all of them are gentlemen in the army, and the most unaccustomed ones are twisted and pinched, so they can't do it after just a few shots? This Nima can't be acting, right?

Everyone's guess is not wrong, Zhao Longbin doesn't have any old injuries, he just feels very aggrieved, why did this Nima lose? In the huge space of the infirmary, it was full of these young masters and young ladies, only Zhao Longbin was lying on the bed alone, and Qing'er was sitting on his pillow on his lap, and he didn't feel anything in public.

"Ya, Brother Long, that hillbilly is so arrogant, this bodyguard was originally in your pocket, and now it's better than what you don't have! And that kid's shit luck is so strong, he can score so much at will, it seems that we have to find a time to take care of him, and I don't know what kind of army it is. A little white face next to him said.

"Yes! That's right! Qing'er waved her small fist and said, "Brother Long, I asked my father to teach him a lesson, but you lost so much face." ”

"Nope." Zhao Longbin waved his hand and said, "That kid does have a few pounds and two, and even if I am in full state for one hundred and fifty meters, it will never be possible to hit all eight shots and ten rings!" And he did, and I'll admit I can't beat him. ”

Qing'er couldn't help muttering on the side, "It's just luck." ”

Zhao Longbin smiled, shook his head, got up from Qing'er's thigh, pinched her tender white little face and said, "Qing'er, don't be like this, he is really powerful, after all, I am not omnipotent, but I look at his physical fitness, I should win next!" ”

"Yes! Brother Long, you must beat him! I believe that the victory is yours. ”

Half an hour later, Zhao Longbin and his group returned to the No. 1 training ground, and they couldn't see any changes on his face, maybe they were endocrine disorders, or maybe Lin Tian thought evilly.

When Qiu Jian saw Zhao Longbin coming back, he immediately continued to preside over the overall situation, and drank back a few soldiers next to the duel venue, and suddenly, the huge venue became empty again.

"Okay, now that Long Bin is here, the second round is ready to start! Lin Tian, you prepare. Qiu Jian looked at Lin Tian and said with a smile.

"Gotcha! It's finally time to wrap it up. Lin Tian stood up, his expression was a little comfortable, and he almost didn't look up at the sky at forty-five degrees to express his current melancholy.

"Okay, before the game starts, I'll briefly talk about the rules of the game, it's very simple, let's not use the false set, just hit the opponent to admit defeat, or lose combat effectiveness! You can't use weapons, it's that simple, do you have any objections from both of you? ”

Both sides are grinding their fists, what objections can there be? One is thinking about making a game to save face, and the other is just thinking about going home for dinner quickly, if it's late, he really won't even be able to eat dinner.

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