"I lose? Ha ha! How could I possibly lose! Do you know what you're talking about? I am the runner-up in the national shooting competition! To be honest, in fact, I don't want to come to fight the Reservoir Dogs, do you know his national ranking for Leng Yi, who plays with guns in your team? The kind that can't be ranked in the first 300, I think he deliberately injured his hand because he was afraid of meeting me! Yue Junxiong laughed.

The people next to him also laughed together, Yue Junxiong will lose, this seems to be a big joke, in the shooting competition, Lingnan College has strong enough confidence, except for the Chinese police's marksman Li Xiangyuan is also qualified to be with him, the shooters of other teams, he has never paid attention to it.

Lingnan College has a lot of money and spares no effort in cultivating students' expertise. Compared to the resources they invested in Yue Junxiong, Ling Qingfeng's so-called unlimited ammunition supply in their shooting class was simply pediatric.

Lingnan College even invited the king of snipers in the army, as well as the rapid fire champion of the whole army to give Yue Junxiong one-on-one special training. From the gun holster, to the gun oil, and even to the earplugs for gun training, all of them are the best in the world.

"If you lose, take off your pants and climb around the shooting range three times!" Ling Qingfeng said coldly.

"No problem, everybody's heard! Let's be a witness! If I lose to the Beijing police in the gun, I will take off my pants and climb three laps, and if I win, they will apologize to my sister An Yuqing! Yue Junxiong deliberately shouted loudly, so that more people would hear his bet with the Beijing Police Team.

"Players from all teams are invited to enter the shooting area and pick up their guns! The game starts in five minutes! "The radio has already begun to remind the contestants to enter.

Gao Tianliang gritted his teeth, although he knew that he would lose, he was still ready to bite the bullet.

"Wait a minute! Xiao Gao, you don't have to go up, I'll come this time! ”

Hearing Ling Qingfeng's words, Gao Tianliang and the Blue Emperor were stunned at the same time, and looked at the captain in disbelief.

Ling Qingfeng shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "I can't win anyway, why don't I try my hand, what if I'm lucky?" ”

"Luck?" The two shouted in unison.

"Well, I've always been lucky, so I'll go up, so it's decided!" Ling Qingfeng responded with a smile.

Gao Tianliang only hesitated for a second, then bowed his head and accepted this fact. Anyway, I don't have confidence at all, it's better to let Ling Qingfeng go up and mess around for a while than to be serious and really embarrassed!

The performance of the Blue Emperor at this moment was completely different from Gao Tianliang, in his eyes, Ling Qingfeng had already created surprises more than once, could it be that this time, Ling Qingfeng wanted to let himself see an unexpected miracle?

Ling Qingfeng walked to the competition area alone, entered the firearm selection area, and there was a whole row of pistols on the table, all of which were brand-new Type 92 police pistols.

In order to show fairness, this batch of Type 92 guns are all new guns, and they all look similar on the outside, and you can only feel the subtle differences after getting your hands on them. So, how to pick a gun is the first hurdle faced by the contestants.

According to the rules of the competition, each team has three opportunities to test and change guns, and after three times, the selected gun will be used for their own competition.

Soon, the irregular sound of gunfire rang out in the shooting range, which was the contestants testing their guns.

Ling Qingfeng also picked up a heavy 92 type, and according to the memory he had learned in the firearms class, he removed the magazine with a method that was not too skillful, and checked the plate machine and the front sight.

Under the attention of all the students, Ling Qingfeng's every movement seemed a little slow, the other participating students had already come back from two rounds of gun trials, and he was still adjusting the muzzle and crosshair there, and he didn't fire a single shot.

Soon, Ling Qingfeng successfully attracted the attention of many people with the slowest gun test action in the audience.

"Who's that bumbling guy? It looks like a rookie! How did he get in? ”

"That's Ling Qingfeng, the captain of the Beijing Police Team, oh my God! He probably hasn't touched the gun a few times! ”

The people next to him were all talking, and the black-faced god, the leader of the Beijing Police team, was also sitting in the stands at the moment. He couldn't believe it at first, but then rubbed his eyes vigorously, only to realize that it was Ling Qingfeng standing in the competition area!

"Hell yes! Ling Qingfeng's kid has only taken a few firearms classes! No more than twenty bullets were fired out of his hands, where did he get the courage to stand there and compete! The black-faced god was a little stunned, he knew that Leng Yi had injured his wrist and couldn't play, but he never imagined that the person who would replace him would actually be Ling Qingfeng.

Sitting next to the black-faced god was the black-thin middle-aged police officer who picked up the car before, he lit a cigarette with a smile, and said unhurriedly: "Black charcoal, your marksmanship was a little higher than mine back then, and today I want to see what level of gunman you taught!" The gunners in this round of our Nanling College are amazing, and they have won the national runner-up! ”

The black-faced god snorted sullenly and said, "It's not that you don't know, no matter how good the competition-type gunner is, no matter how good he is, there are so many problems in actual combat that he will die, and sooner or later he will be killed by a headshot!" ”

The middle-aged police officer smiled: "Don't be hard-mouthed, okay?" How can there be so many opportunities to fight now, and you can win the game, won't you have it? Do you want to be the same as back then, let's gamble again, the old rules, just one China, will you come? ”

The black-faced god shook his head and said, "If you don't come, who doesn't know that your Lingnan Academy is so rich!" One piece of China is enough for my pocket money for two months, so it's not fair to gamble like this! ”

The black-faced god actually found a reason to get out, knowing that he would definitely lose, who wants to give away a piece of China for nothing! His wife watched it closely, and only received three or five hundred yuan of pocket money every month, of course she was reluctant.

"Look at what you said, otherwise, if you lose a piece of China, I lose, and a piece of China will take you with a bottle of Wuliangye, which is interesting enough, right? It's a big deal that the number of rings will make you twenty rings, do you dare to bet? The middle-aged police officer said with a smile, his eyes full of pride.

The black-faced god glanced at the eyes that looked around, and said in his heart, yes! Forget it by knocking on a piece of China by him, anyway, he is an old friend for many years, this old boy must be worried about not bringing him cigarettes and alcohol this time, and deliberately knocking on Lao Tzu!

"Alright, alright! Bet on it! Ge Laozidi, I'm afraid of you! The black-faced god glared at the middle-aged police officer fiercely, this is called losing the battle and not losing people, and our momentum cannot be compared to others.

At the beginning of the game, in fact, the rules of rapid fire of pistols are very simple, each person can fire 15 shots in a row within a limited time, and the full score is 150 rings.

All of them used a Type 92 9mm pistol with a load of 15 rounds, which was larger than the usual Police Type 64, with lower shooting accuracy and stronger recoil. This gun is one of the most suitable firearms for Oriental use, and it also requires considerable wrist strength and grip strength.

"Please prepare the first contestant in this game, Ling Qingfeng from the Beijing Police Team!" On the radio, there was a notification that the first player would be on the field.

The Beijing Police team was ranked first, and this result made many players present cry and laugh. In fact, when they were choosing their guns, they were also silently observing their opponents.

This Ling Qingfeng is definitely not a serious gun, the tiger's mouth, thumb, and index finger are all smooth and flat, not to mention calluses, not even a fold. Isn't it funny that such a person is the first to appear, and he is not afraid that he will play a low to exaggerated score?

Ling Qingfeng slowly walked to the shooting range with the 92 style, as if he was careless, but in fact, he came with a ball of fire.

"Damn, today the master will go out, let you see, what is an exaggeration!"

Bang! Ling Qingfeng raised his arm and shot it, almost without even aiming.

Then, bam! Bang! Bang! Bang! A barrage of gunfire rang out like firecrackers!

Everyone didn't expect that Ling Qingfeng's rate of fire was so fast? It's like pulling the trigger to the end in one go, layman! Absolute layman! Many people cursed in their hearts.

On such a sacred stage as the national martial arts competition, there is actually a foolish character, the gun is so casual, there is no order, such a person actually represents one of the top ten police academies of the Beijing police standing in the competition field, and any person is better than him! Why let him squander such a precious opportunity to appear, some pretentious students outside the field suddenly became angry.

The players in the arena were also all stunned, they were the closest to Ling Qingfeng, and they watched him suddenly use up all the bullets.

The scoring results haven't come out yet, but this style of play is too fierce! Originally, there were still people who thought that after all, the captain of the Beijing police, maybe people were pretending to be pigs and eating tigers, and there was a means of pressing the bottom of the box to turn the tables at the last moment, where did they know that this guy was a rough man, and he would do it with a shuttle.

"He, he wouldn't think he'd be testing guns, would he? Or did he think he had a submachine gun in his hand? One of the participants muttered.

"I see! With his style of play, it's too careless! I guess he just came up to make up the numbers! Anyway, this person's face is really not ordinarily thick! Terrible! Another participant laughed.

"Isn't the result out yet! What if someone is blind and blinded to death! Someone said half-jokingly.

From Ling Qingfeng's selection of the gun to every detail of the shooting just now, Yue Junxiong observed it very carefully, and with his eyesight, he could see many details that others could not notice.

"This guy, he really doesn't know how to use a gun at all! But his hands are so steady! "Yue Junxiong is usually very arrogant, but once he is on the field, his emotions are like another person, and his mentality remains absolutely calm, like a glacier for thousands of years.

The first conclusion he came to was that Ling Qingfeng really didn't know how to use a gun, whether it was the posture of holding the gun or the way he pulled the trigger, it was all at the level of a beginner, and he was 100% sure that he had not undergone professional training for a long enough time. (To be continued.) )