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It's too fast, it's unbelievably fast.

Eighteen shots!

There were no eighteen shots in a row, the gunfire was dense and excessive, without the slightest hesitation, and what made everyone's hearts palpitate even more was that Zhang Yang's face always had a relaxed expression, as if there was no slightest pressure.

There seemed to be a strange atmosphere in the air at the shooting range, and everyone's minds were controlled by the rifle in Zhang Yang's hand.

"Please!" A flamboyant and polite voice broke the silence.

The blond-haired young man's face was flushed, and his eyes were devoid of the clarity they had begun with, an indescribable feeling.

Pressure!

Tremendous psychological pressure weighed heavily on Caesar's heart and every vein, and his confidence was lost after Zhang Yang fired eighteen shots.

Everyone felt Caesar's tremendous pressure, and as Caesar's muzzle was raised, and after he was ready to shoot, the air became more and more oppressive, and everyone had a feeling that their hearts were hanging, and they were very unsteady.

How many groups will Caesar report?

"Group of seven." Just when everyone was thinking, Caesar reported the data of his shooting, his voice had a kind of hoarseness, which made people feel a kind of helpless hoarseness, and suddenly, everyone felt that this young man was a little pitiful, that is, Kara sighed deeply, obviously, he made the wrong decision to let Caesar participate in the competition, this contempt, it is likely to be a fatal blow to Caesar's confidence, and the kind of confidence cultivated in Iraq and Afghanistan will be seriously damaged because of his failure.

Seven groups, twenty shooting targets, will Caesar be able to shoot?

Caesar didn't shout to start, he put down the gun he raised, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

Caesar was under a lot of pressure, he felt his fingers trembling, and when he pulled the trigger with his fingers, he didn't have the feeling of being as steady as Tarzan before, but had a slight slip.

He had to take deep breaths to calm himself.

He can't lose, can't!

Finally, Caesar opened his eyes, and his confident expression returned to his face again, raising his gun, signaling......

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

……

The bullets were shooting like hail......

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

……

What is strange is that this time the design gives everyone's vision an illusion, as if those in the air are half bursting by themselves, and the explosion of the bullet and the flying saucer form two dense sounds, as if there is a force separating the two sounds, extremely clear......

This is no longer a shooting, but a performance.

On the twenty-first target, the flying saucer has flown to a distance of 70 meters......

Wenwu's pupils constricted, and Su Dafeng also felt his heart beat to his throat, and everyone saw that the flying saucer was already about to land.

Time froze again.

All eyes were on the flying saucer that was about to land......

"Phew!" There was a crunch.

The flying saucer exploded between the electric flint and flint that landed, like in slow motion, and people saw that the parallelism of the bullet angle to the ground was very small, and after the flying saucer broke, the grass was set off by the bullet in a wave of grass.

Defeated!

Defeated!

In fact, Caesar had already lost this shot, and the moment the bullet hit the saucer, the lower half of the saucer had already swept to the tip of the grass......

Caesar stared blankly at the grass in the distance, where, it was already seventeen or ten meters away, it was the farthest flight distance of the flying saucer, he still lost, although this was his best performance, but, the truth is, he still lost!

Caesar's blue eyes showed a hint of loss, this was his only chance to enter the core of the family's power, and besides, it was the design he was best at, but he still lost.

No!

No!

He hasn't lost yet, he still has one more chance, because, Zhang Yang only shot eighteen targets, and he, even if the last skeet was not, however, he also shot twenty targets......

Caesar's spirits were lifted.

"Sir, it's your turn, please!" Hope burned again in Caesar's eyes.

"Fourteen groups!" Zhang Yang smiled slightly and reported the number.

……

Suddenly, the air became eerily quiet, and people felt like their hearts and blood had stopped flowing.

Fourteen groups, everyone's eyes were full of incredible expressions, this is a shocking data, you know, just now Caesar was only seven groups have been unable to catch it, and the last target is controversial, and Zhang Yang actually doubled the number of surnames at one time.

At this time, everyone suddenly discovered that each increase in Zhang Yang was twice as much as Caesar's shot, and each time it increased......

If Zhang Yang is either a genius or a fanatic.

However, it is clear that the possible surname of a genius is much greater than that of a fanatic.

"Right...... Right...... I'm sorry......" The target control employee touched his bare head.

"Huh?" Zhang raised his brows and frowned.

"No, no...... Dear sir, there are fifteen multi-directional flying saucer target planes, every three as a group, in fact, that is, there are only five groups, because considering the unexpected situation, there will be two groups of spare ones in the target trench, so seven groups are already the most, and it is impossible to have fourteen groups at all......" The bald black American man was so frightened that he retreated, and a pair of eyes looked at the rifle in Zhang Yang's hand in fear, for fear that he would shoot again.

"This ...... It's a pity. Zhang Yang shrugged his shoulders and looked at Old John with a look of regret.

Everyone couldn't help but look at Old John's body, showing a disappointed expression, that is, including Carla and Caesar, they all wanted to see how Zhang Yang shot fourteen groups of fifty-two skeet targets.

"Is there a way?" Old John looked at the black man, a little depressed, but when he was excited, he was poured a basin of cold water.

"Yes......" the black man's expression hesitated.

"Say!" Old John's eyes lit up.

"Actually, it is possible to let a target aircraft launch a flying saucer continuously, but it is just ......"

"Just what?"

"Because it is not launched at the same time, but closely behind, although the time gap is very small, in fact, there are still differences, and because the same target aircraft is ejected many times, it is easy to cause confusion in the air of the flying saucer......"

"Let's get started!" Zhang Yang interrupted the black man, he didn't want to waste his time on this.

"Yes...... yes" the black man nodded repeatedly, he had already lost his temper from the start's blow to the scalp.

The shooting range became quiet again.

People miraculously found that Zhang Yang actually closed his eyes after saying that he was ready, and the rifle was on his shoulder.

The flamboyant thoughts have formed a huge net, like a sky net, enveloping every inch of space and everyone in the shooting range.

Zhang Yang felt the black man's hand tremble.

Zhang Yang felt Caesar's hands clenched into fists, unconsciously straining, while Old John looked at him excitedly.

Among them, the only ones who were thinking about it were Kara and Su Dafeng, who instead bowed their heads and seemed to be thinking about something.

The most fanatical was Ruan Van Vu, a pair of eyes spread widely, Zhang Yang felt his heart beating vigorously, and his blood was also boiling......

Everyone is looking forward to it, looking forward to it......

Impressively!

Zhang Yang moved, and before the black man who was riding the target plane made a sound, Zhang Yang's hand moved, and the rifle was like a wisp of light smoke in the air......

Raise the gun and aim ...... The movements used are like walking in the clouds, without the slightest hindrance.

"Phew!"

What makes people feel strange is that Zhang Yang actually fired, and the time he shot was almost suppressed by the black man's shout, as if he knew that the black man had turned on the switch.

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

……

The bullets kept firing, and a magical scene appeared in front of everyone's eyes, many of which had to be smashed by bullets just after being ejected from the target trench.

One after another, the flying saucer burst less than five meters out of the target trench, as if it were playing magic, but not shooting at all.

For the first time, Caesar's blue eyes gave a look of horror.

This has been out of the category of shooting, almost no one can hit the flying saucer at the moment when the flying saucer shoots out of the target trench, because the human mind simply can't keep up, after all, when your retina returns the target's information to the brain, the target has already appeared at a distance of ten to fifteen meters......

Eventually, the flying saucers flew more and more widely, and some of them had already reached fifty meters in the air before they were hit.

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

……

"Click!" The sound of a magazine change woke up the drunken people, and everyone remembered that thirty rounds in one magazine was not enough.

Looking at Zhang Yang's free-flowing, chic and smooth reloading action, everyone was not only shocked, but more pleasing to the eye, I have to say that this young man has always maintained a chic and calm expression in such a dense shooting, and there is no rush at all.

This young man's mind is terrifyingly calm!

Everyone believes that everyone is in the torrent of iron armor, thousands of troops, this young man can still realistically hunt every target he can see, his shooting has entered a new realm, most of the time, everyone did not see Zhang Yang aiming, he just raised the gun very casually, the action was so coherent that it made people feel like it should be......

Being able to change magazines while flying saucers is even more unprecedented.

Caesar's miraculous marksmanship looked dull in front of Zhang Yang......

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

The last three shots, three consecutive shots, very decisive hit the last three target saucers, these three targets are not in the same direction, and the three targets are almost on the grass, but that's just almost, in fact, people's eyes can clearly see that the three target saucers are bursting in the air.

There was a long silence.

The dust has settled......

Forty-two shots, not a single shot missed, this is a mythical story.

Caesar didn't pick up the gun again, and it no longer made sense to take the gun again, although Zhang Yang's shot was a coherent surname instead of a one-time surname, but Zhang Yang's change of magazine had already made up for the difference in time, that is, even if forty-two targets were fired at the same time, Zhang Yang would have enough time to shoot them down one by one......

At this time, everyone's eyes looking at Zhang Yang were full of awe, even Kara's eyes looking at Zhang Yang were full of solemnity.

This is an amazing young man, if on the battlefield, this young man alone can be dozens, if not hundreds, of people, it is certain that as long as this young man is given a good gun, a good position, he can hunt an army......

"I'm sorry." Caesar walked up to Kara's side with a blank face.

"You did your best, you still have a chance, there will be!" Carla patted the blonde young man to comfort him, and it had to be said that this excellent young man was very unlucky, and he met a Chinese full of magic.

Caesar nodded, and stood unusually quietly behind Kara.

At this time, Su Dafeng's eyes lit up when he looked at Caesar......

Zhang Yang has won!

There was no applause, no cheers, just surprise and shock.

(To be continued)