Chen Ming lay on his stomach and waited for five minutes.

In the past five minutes, Chen Ming observed the robbers revealing flaws several times. His height, the height of his nasolabial folds, the habitual swing amplitude of each exposure.

"Attention units, I'm ready to shoot."

After knowing all these situations. Chen Ming said in the headset.

Before coming to the sniper position, Chen Ming saw the encouraging eyes of the motor squad leader and thought of a way to temporarily control his hand tremors. That is, not to target people first.

Chen Ming found in the test with Yuan Lang that as long as he didn't aim at people. Whether it was shooting targets or other things, his shooting level did not drop in the slightest, and the gun and the hand that pulled the trigger were also very steady.

Well, in this case. It is impossible for robbers to keep their heads bared and wait for you to shoot, so Chen Ming aimed at the position on the side of the girl's head.

This was the place where the robber's nasolabial folds appeared the most after his observation. Chen Ming believes that soon his nasolabial folds will appear there again.

Because of Rao's subconscious habits, such as the stride length of walking, the curvature of arm swings, etc., these things are difficult to change.

And what Chen Ming wanted was to pull the trigger the moment he saw the robber's nasolabial fold in the position he was aiming at. The time of 0.3 seconds is almost instantaneous, and Chen Ming is not worried that the robbers will be able to escape.

The only thing he worries about now is his subconscious PTSD and the speed competition under his subjective control. At that moment, it was the hand that shook first, or whether the trigger was pulled first.

Hearing Chen Ming's words in the headset, the members of Lone Wolf Group B cheered up.

It's just that Chen Ming knows that in this kind of situation where the physical energy consumption is huge, the spirit of forcibly fighting cannot be maintained for too long.

In three minutes, Chen Ming must shoot within three minutes.

A minute passed, and the robbers did not give Chen Ming a chance to shoot. Chen Ming was not in a hurry, because in his observation, the robbers would definitely show at least one flaw almost every two minutes.

"Bang~"

Chen Ming's gun went off. As if it were a signal, there was a crackling sound at the sales office, and after a few seconds, the gunfire stopped.

It was only then that the crowd watching from the periphery of the cordon exclaimed. The reporters who reacted began to rush forward desperately.

None of this has anything to do with Chen Ming.

Chen Ming's right hand kept trembling at this time, even if he didn't touch the gun. He didn't know what his results were, whether the hostages were injured or not.

"Hostage safety, repetition, hostage safety!"

Hearing Geng Jihui's voice ringing in the headphones, and occasionally the sound of two guns being replenished, Chen Ming's hands suddenly stopped shaking. Looking at his steady right hand, Chen Mingleng paused for a moment.

"I knew you could do it!"

Shi Dafan patted Chen Ming's shoulder.

"Beautiful!"

Deng Zhenghua saw Chen Ming's eyes looking at him, and he had already stood up, and immediately gave a thumbs up to Chen Ming, who was lying on the ground.

"Damn, inside, leave me some for the gun!"

Chen Ming slammed his hands on the ground, snatched the 95 rifle in Shi Dafan's hand and rushed to the sales office.

"Time bombs, bomb disposal operations. The rest of the personnel are all evacuated! ”

Hearing the words of the old cannon in the headset, Geng Jihui waved his hand and beckoned his teammates to evacuate the scene. As soon as he went out, he bumped into Chen Ming, who was rushing in.

"Don't stop him!"

didn't stop Chen Ming at once, and he heard the words of the high school team in the headset of the three people in Group B who had just chased him.

Running to the middle of the sales office, Chen Ming saw the corpses of the robbers lying behind some counters that he didn't have time to carry out. The girl, who was sitting on the counter intact and still had tears on her face, suddenly looked at the person who rushed in recklessly.

The girl's gaze made Chen Ming come back to his senses in an instant, and showed a gentle smile at the girl. dragged a corpse and slowly dragged it out from the corner of the wall in the girl's blind spot.

Holding a Disney doll, preparing to come back while giving psychological counseling to the girl, and preparing to live and die with their comrades-in-arms Lao Cannon, the group B has just arrived at the door. I saw Chen Ming pouting his ass and dragging a corpse out of the funny look.

"Poof."

Hadron suddenly couldn't help but let out a sneer. At this moment, everyone couldn't help it, and the heavy and solemn atmosphere just now suddenly disappeared.

Chen Ming ignored the group of people who went in with a wry smile shaking their heads, and dragged the corpse to the back of the sales office, in the blind spot of the crowd's vision.

Raise the rifle in your hand and aim at the corpse on the ground.

Hands don't shake anymore!

"Shoot!"

"Bang~"

The blood flowers that bloomed again on the corpse made Chen Ming wake up immediately. He looked up vigilantly, only to find that the high school team and the motor squad leader didn't know when they appeared behind him.

"Congratulations, you've made it!"

The high school team patted Chen Ming, who was collecting the gun and checking the gun, on the shoulder, and said with a sense of relief.

He knew how much psychological pressure Chen Ming had to fire this shot, and similarly, he himself was not going anywhere.

As the supreme commander on the scene, he forcibly let Chen Ming serve as a sniper when he knew that he had psychological problems. It is no exaggeration to say that if Chen Ming makes a mistake, the responsibility he will have to bear will definitely be much greater than Chen Ming.

Although the death penalty is not enough, and it is not realistic to sit in prison, it will not be able to run away for ten or twenty years.

"Thank you!"

Chen Ming looked at the high school team and thanked him from the bottom of his heart.

"Don't thank me, or you can't help it. Group A is out, and Group B is a group of rookies, so I won't let you go. ”

Chen Ming ignored the tsundere of the high school team, and after punching the motor, the three of them walked towards the ambulance when they came.

The high school team will be worried about Deng Zhenghua's marksmanship as a sniper with a hippie smile, but they are not worried about the old artillery bomb disposal skills that can be tested first in chemistry with only a junior high school education.

Sure enough, next to the ambulance, the three of them chatted for a while. The group B held the girl in their arms, and some Disney dolls walked out of the sales office. The crowd in the distance burst into cheers when they saw this scene.

After returning the girl to her mother, and giving the girl all the Disney dolls she found temporarily. The group walked into the ambulance and left silently amid the surrounding noise.

Perhaps because of Chen Ming's performance in this gun, there were more soldiers who came to watch the second half of the precision shooting lecture in the wolf's tooth.

After finishing the speech, I stayed in the high school team and had a meal with everyone in Group B. Chen Ming, who spent three hours in the wolf's tooth, was driven to the train station by the coyote.

This time on the train, Chen Ming also met a few of his fans, and after taking a group photo and signing autographs, he returned to Dongjiang Yu smoothly

I took a taxi and went to Xinhua Bookstore to buy some French textbooks before returning to the Dongjiang base.

"Okay, it's good to go to the inner demon!"

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