There is a kind of thing in this world called personality charm, which is very abstract, but it has a form of expression, such as a person's appearance, such as a person's cultivation, such as a person's cultural knowledge, such as a person's wealth, and then ...... The strength of one person!

Yang Yi relied on his strength to show his personality charm, and the strong strength he showed was like a tiger killing into a flock, so that people didn't need to resist, and they didn't have time to resist, they were already torn to pieces.

At this moment, Yang Yi has risen to the level of an idol in the minds of everyone, his marksmanship is like a god, and the gun is so fast that people can't react, but the accuracy is more accurate than a shot shot shot that his mother has been aiming at for a long time, what kind of demon is this?!

The ghost gun swallowed a mouthful of saliva silently in the crowd, some difficult, some choked, he already felt precarious, and couldn't help but look down at the five remaining targets at the guard's feet, and his heart shook suddenly.

His pupils shrank, his eyes narrowed unconsciously, and he muttered in his heart: No, this is impossible, it can't be like this......

Patting Xiao Shiyun's head, Yang Yi smiled slightly: "I said...... Nizi, have you used all the strength to breastfeed? ”

"What?!" Xiao Shiyun raised his head suspiciously, and his big eyes blinked.

Yang Yinu gestured to his palm, Xiao Shiyun looked down, and immediately let go of his little hand embarrassedly, and whispered to argue: "There are many people here, I am afraid of being squeezed out, so I grabbed your ......"

"Hmm...... I believe ......," Yang Yi said with a smile.

After everyone digested the previous shock, the guard picked up a target again, his smile became brighter and brighter, and the corners of his mouth were almost pulled to the root of his ears.

He shouted, "Fifth shot!" Ten rings! ”

"Sixth shot! Ten Rings!! ”

"Seventh shot! Ten Rings!! ”

"Eighth shot! Ten Rings!!! ”

"Ninth shot! Or the Ten Rings!!! ”

Every sound of the guards was like a bomb thrown in the crowd, and it was bombarded indiscriminately five times in a row, and everyone present could hardly hear what he was saying, and only one thought echoed in their hearts!

Ten rings, ten rings, all fucking ten rings, how did the fuck do it? Everyone couldn't help but cast their eyes on Yang Yi, but found that he calmly listened to the guard reading the target, as if he had known this fact for a long time.

Everyone couldn't help but think: No wonder he didn't take this competition to heart from the beginning, his feelings are because of his strong strength to support him, it seems that we all underestimated this instructor, he ...... Not only can we be our instructors, but even when our instructors are a bit buried in talents!

Compared with Yang Yi's calmness, the ghost gun has no way to calm down, although he has no expression on his face, but his heart has already set off a wild wave, and he has never been so depressed in the past few years.

In the past, he always thought that his marksmanship was good enough, but today he was slapped by the facts, and he realized that his attainments in marksmanship were still far from perfect, and there was still a long way to go, and the instructor he underestimated had already dumped him on this road.

Yang Yi's results have been announced, and a needle on the scene can be heard falling on the ground, no one dares to say a word anymore, only bursts of heavy breathing sound wrap around everyone's ears, and ...... It was so excited that it was beating nearly two hundred times a minute.

Yang Yi coughed lightly, interrupting the silence, and he said calmly: "What, my results have come out, everyone has seen it, and then it's time for the ghost gun show......"

Do you still need to perform? Everyone couldn't help but secretly say in their hearts, you have won!

Although Yang Yi only had a score of eighty-seven points, don't forget that this was only a score of nine shots, and he fired an empty shot with the first shot, which was automatically excluded in the hearts of everyone.

They couldn't help but think to themselves: if the first shot didn't miss, the instructor's score would be at least 96 points, or 97 points.

Even if it is the ghost gun recognized as the number one sharpshooter in the army, it is better to sigh to yourself and take the initiative to abstain, right?

But the ghost gun didn't, he showed the qualities of a soldier, he didn't give up, even if he knew that he would be defeated, he had to fight with his chest up, not give up halfway.

Admitting defeat, for soldiers, it is more difficult to accept than death!

Ghost Spear slowly walked out of the crowd, his swarthy face like a stone carving, and he couldn't tell what was going on in his heart.

All he had was a simple phrase: "Go on!" ”

Although there are only two words, it makes everyone look at him twice, and he can show such a tenacious character, although he is still honored!

Different from Yang Yi's previous exaggerated and superb shooting methods, the next nine shots of the ghost gun were very conservative and decent.

Take a deep breath and get ready, pull the bolt of the sniper rifle, load the bullet, aim through the sniper scope, and the ghost gun didn't say a word during the whole process, until the 'bang' shot went out, and the ghost gun got up and said lightly: "Read the target ......"

"You read the target again after you shoot...... "Shoot and read the target once, but you have to run nine times before and after, and nine runs are 4,500 meters, and the guards are somewhat reluctant.

But as soon as his words came out, Yang Yi kicked him and scolded: "If you want to go, you will go, where is so much nonsense?" If you don't want to, get out of here, and don't follow me......"

With Yang Yi such a powerful character, the guards can still learn some things more or less, as soon as they heard that Yang Yi actually asked him to get out, the guards were definitely unwilling to leave like this, without saying a word, they pulled Zhao Li and ran to the target in the distance.

After about a few minutes, the guards and Zhao Li ran back and shouted: "Awesome, it's really a ghost gun, this shot is ten rings!" ”

Ten rings, the ghost gun finally showed its true strength, everyone knows that the ghost gun is completely serious this time, they can't help but think of the glorious deeds of the ghost gun, maybe ...... It's really hard to say who will die in this game.

Although Yang Yi shot quickly, nine shots went down to three nine rings and six ten rings, but ...... If the remaining nine shots of the ghost gun are all ten rings...... So...... The two can also be regarded as equal, on par.

Yes, the ghost gun is holding such an idea, Yang Yi is fast, this is his strength, and the accuracy is very high, but it is not to the point where there is no room for it, after all, there are still three nine rings.

So the ghost gun caught this point, if his next nine shots all hit the bull's-eye, he and the instructor would be evenly divided.

"Hey...... It's kind of interesting......" Yang Yi touched his chin, and his eyes were full of smiles when he looked at the ghost gun.

He felt very relieved in his heart, he was already satisfied enough to have someone like Dong Ping as his subordinate, and now there is one more ghost gun who refuses to bow his head easily, hahaha, our instructor is too successful.

Unconsciously, Yang Yi has entered his role.

Scored ten rings, if this was placed on someone else's body, it was estimated that he would be able to jump three feet high happily, but the ghost gun did not, his face was as calm as an ancient well, without the slightest ripple, as if that shot had nothing to do with him.

Yang Yi saw it in his heart, and he became more and more satisfied in his heart, no sorrow or joy, isn't it the necessary psychological quality of a sniper?

At this point, Yang Yi sighed that he was not as good as the ghost gun.

Wiping the muzzle of the gun, the ghost gun lay on the ground again, this time, he took a while longer to aim than before, it can be seen that under the pressure of Yang Yi's scumbag results, the ghost gun still has a lot of psychological pressure.

No one dared to say a word, lest it disturb the peace of this moment, lest the ghost gun of the victim make a mistake.

About two minutes later, the ghost gun suddenly opened fire without warning.

......A gunshot broke the silence with a bang, and the faint smoke slowly dispersed, but everyone focused not on the target in the distance, but on the ghost gun.

He got up from the ground, nodded at the guards and Zhao Li, and the two of them understood, and without saying a word, they rushed to the target in the distance.

It's still the same as last time, the two of them looked very strange when they came back, and suddenly gave a thumbs up to the ghost gun, and praised again and again: "High, it's really high, it's ......amazing."

Everyone knows that this shot, without any accidents, is still the ten rings.

Can the ghost gun really fight back? This is the thought in everyone's hearts at this moment, everyone feels that the trip is worthwhile, this competition is full of match points from the beginning, every shot is beyond everyone's expectations, people feel like they are on a roller coaster, the mood is ups and downs, and there is no landing.

But everyone enjoyed this feeling very much, this is the real master's trick! Demonstrate your abilities through action.

'Bang ......'

'Bang ......'

'Bang ......'

'Bang ......'

The ghost gun shot out one after another, but the time between the two shots was getting longer and longer, and sweat was gradually oozing out of his forehead, and no one put pressure on him, and these pressures were imposed on him by himself.

Every time a shot was fired, the ghost gun was like a big battle, and when the guards and Zhao Li reported the results of the ten rings one after another, he always breathed a sigh of relief without a trace.

As a sharpshooter of the military region, it is necessary for him to protect his honor, to maintain the honor of the military region, there are too many things worthy of his protection.

There are three shots left, these three shots are completely the climax of the whole game, the six shots fired in front of the ghost gun, that can only be regarded as a tie with Yang Yi's six ten rings, maybe ...... It's not even a tie, so it's just a grudge to make it difficult.

Therefore, the next three shots are more and more important, and if there is a score of less than ten rings, then ...... The ghost gun is defeated.

After resting for five minutes, the ghost gun smoked two cigarettes in a row, and then he returned to the battle under great pressure, Yang Yi patted him on the shoulder, and said very sincerely: "You don't need to put so much pressure on yourself, everyone has seen your strength......"

"No...... Instructors, instructors...... What you don't understand......" The ghost gun rarely called Instructor Yang Yi, which also indirectly proved that he recognized Yang Yi.

Even the ghost gun has recognized Yang Yi as an instructor, but what about the others? In fact, the others had already been conquered by Yang Yi.

Yang Yi nodded and said, "I know what you're thinking, you have something you want to protect, this is commendable, I admire you!" ”

can make Yang Yi say admiration, the ghost gun is already proud enough, the latter nodded heavily, there seemed to be tears in his eyes, and his voice was somewhat choked: "I will definitely win you!" ”

"Good! If you win, I'll invite you out for a barbecue! Yang Yi said as if he was joking.

"It's a deal!" Ghost Gun Road.

"Then it's a word, hahaha......" Yang Yi laughed heartily, both understood each other's thoughts, but they didn't point it out.

'Bang ......'

'Bang ......'

'Bang ......'

The three shots fell, these three shots, the ghost gun didn't let the guards and Zhao Li run to read the target, and it didn't even end, as soon as the three shots were finished, Yang Yi stepped forward and grabbed his shoulder, and waved his big hand: "Let's go, go back to the base ......"

"Sir, you haven't read the target yet......

"No, this is supposed to be a game with no ending!"