Ang Lee is not in a life-and-death duel, but it will definitely not be easy, especially for mental sports.

High-precision brain computing is difficult for ordinary people to bear.

Slater didn't dare to guarantee that he would have the same shooting accuracy as Ang Lee, but he was sure that if he completed the shot just now, he would have to rest and recover.

Ang Lee looked very relaxed, and did not take any rest, but just stretched out his hand to Old Jack.

Old Jack didn't make any inquiries, and handed over the five bullets that had been prepared to Ang Lee.

After Ang Lee reloaded, he kicked forward and backward, and picked up the Mosin Nagant rifle.

Shoot in a standing position!

Slater wasn't as surprised as before, he had already guessed that Ang Lee would do this.

The lying position is followed by the kneeling position, and the kneeling position is naturally followed by the standing position for shooting.

"Who the hell is he?"

Slater's eyelids sank slightly, and he kept looking at Ang Lee, very sure that he hadn't seen Ang Lee.

As for the name "Anli", Slater had never heard of it before.

"Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah."

The guns rang out rhythmically, each bullet was fired at the height of the limelight, and each bullet hit the bull's-eye.

When a person is too shocked, numbness develops.

Slater was now numb, he just stood there and watched, wanting to see what kind of miracle Ang Lee could create.

After this standing shooting, Ang Lee took a break.

Mainly, he asked Old Jack to adjust the target from a hundred meters away to one hundred and fifty meters, which took time.

One hundred and fifty meters?

Slater asked in his heart.

Don't look at the fact that the target was only moved back fifty meters, that is, half the distance, but the difficulty of shooting was far more than doubled.

A person can hit a target 100 meters away, but he may not be able to hit a target 150 meters away, especially if he hits the bull's-eye.

Ang Lee didn't look like he was under any pressure.

For him, it doesn't matter if he hits or doesn't hit.

He came here just to get familiar with the feel and get back to the way he felt before.

The target moved to 150 meters, and Ang Lee got five rounds of ammunition from Old Jack and shot in a lying position on the ground.

Slater's eyebrows were slightly tight, and he looked at Li An with some curiosity.

He noticed a detail, and that was that Ang Lee did not adjust the ruler.

Although the difference between 100 meters and 150 meters is not large, if you do not adjust the scale, it will definitely have an impact on shooting, especially when shooting with precision.

Maybe he wanted to make adjustments after the first shot.

Slater thought to himself, but turned out to be completely wrong.

Ang Lee fired the first bullet, which was fired in the interval when the wind stopped.

At the 100-meter position, Ang Lee shot at the height of the limelight and was able to hit the bull's-eye.

Even if the target was moved to 150 meters, Ang Lee did not adjust the ruler, and there was no problem in hitting the target.

The question is how much he can play.

Slater shifted his gaze to Old Jack.

Old Jack seemed to have some kind of sense, picked up the binoculars and looked at it, and turned his head to Slay.

Ten rings!

How is this possible?

Slater's numb emotions were once again frightened by Ang Lee's performance.

Even if the trigger was pulled intermittently when the wind stopped, the target had already moved back fifty meters, and the first shot hit the bull's-eye without adjusting the ruler.

How is this done?

Luck?

Slater is not a person who believes in luck, he prefers to believe that this is Ang Lee's strength.

After the first shot was over, Ang Lee did not adjust the ruler, and then the second shot was pulled with an intermittent pause.

Hit the bullseye again.

The next few shots were a matter of course, with each shot hitting the bull's-eye.

Ang Lee stretched out his hand, and Old Jack delivered the bullet, followed by a kneeling shot.

Ang Lee stretched out his hand, and Old Jack sent the bullet, followed by a standing shot.

The first bullet did not deviate and accurately hit the bull's-eye.

Slater feels that his worldview has been refreshed again and again.

After a round of lying, kneeling, and standing shooting, Ang Lee did it again.

The first time he shot when the wind stopped, the second time he shot when the wind was at its strongest.

The only thing that is the same is that every bullet has no deviation and all of them hit the bull's-eye.

Slater felt numb, but there was a deeper layer of numbness after the numbness.

Miracles are created again and again.

"Gollum ......"

Old Jack's stomach rattled.

Ang Lee, who was about to stretch out his hand to ask for a bullet, asked, "What time is it?" ”

Old Jack looked at the time and said, "Four o'clock in the afternoon." ”

Is it already so late?

Ang Lee went to the apartment after dinner in the morning, and after wiping the gun, he briefly walked around the street, and arrived at about twelve o'clock when he arrived at "precision shooting".

At that time, there were very few people, so I thought it was all lunch.

Old Jack's stomach screamed in protest, thinking that he hadn't eaten lunch at noon.

Ang Lee apologized slightly.

I was so focused on shooting that I seemed to have simply done two rounds of 100-meter and 150-meter shooting, but each time I had to wait for the right moment to come, which was very time-consuming.

"I'm sorry." Ang Lee said to the old Jack, glanced at the gun in his hand, and prepared to end today's practice.

Slater, who had been standing in the back and had not spoken, spoke at this time, "Old Jack, you should go and eat something first." ”

"Yes." Old Jack answered, handed over the bullets and other equipment to Slater, said hello to Ang Lee and walked out.

Slater turned to face Ang Lee and asked with a smile, "Friend, do you want to challenge the target of 200 meters?" ”

"Another day." Ang Lee returned the gun to Slater.

It's not that he doesn't want to take on the challenge, but enough practice today has taken place, and he has regained a lot of feelings.

There is another important reason.

Li Ang didn't eat at noon, and after hearing Slater's hungry cry, he also felt hungry.

In addition, it has been almost a day since he came out, and it is estimated that it will be too late when he returns to the martial arts hall, and he is afraid that the beard will be worried or suspicious of himself.

So I'm going to go back now.

When Slater saw that Ang Lee was leaving, he hurriedly shouted, "Friend, please stay!" ”

Ang Lee stared at Slater with a displeased expression.

"I've already paid the money that should be paid, and you said that the bullet is free, so I don't want to regret it, right?"

Li An calculated that he had a lot of bullets today, and if the other party collected money, it would be a lot.

I also paid the rental fee for the Mosin Nagant rifle, so I didn't want to wait until I finished the fight and then raise the price, right?

Li Ang had heard of this kind of thing before, so he was a little wary.

Slater's face was slightly stunned, and then he realized and smiled: "Friend, you misunderstood." I just wanted to ask, can you talk for a while if you have time? ”

(End of chapter)