Because the next day was the Golden Target Competition, Ang Lee called Huzi at night and said that he had something to do, so he didn't go back.

After sleeping all night in precision shooting, before dawn the next day, the group took a business car to the place where the golden target was held.

The Golden Target is a semi-open secret that changes locations every year.

This year, it happened to be near Los Angeles, but it took four or five hours to get to the hotel where I had booked.

When he arrived here, Li Ang found that the entire hotel had been chartered by the people who participated in the Golden Target Competition.

It's also a normal thing to think about.

There are more than 100 shooting ranges in Los Angeles alone, and if you count three people from each shooting range, there are hundreds of people.

Combined with the range personnel from other cities, a conservative estimate of the number of people participating in the Golden Target competition is in the thousands.

It is impossible for thousands of people to compete at a single range, so you don't know how much time is consumed.

For this reason, the first round of the Golden Target competition was divided into three regions, and Ang Lee was only in one of them.

According to Rose, there were 1,200 people in the area.

Because of its proximity to Los Angeles, this area also has the most people.

There was no opening ceremony, only that Rose went to a meeting, and after returning, Ang Lee followed her into a shooting range not far from the hotel.

There was a lot of people in the shooting range, and there was basically no communication between the teams.

After sitting in the shooting range and waiting for nearly half an hour, Li An was taken away by a staff member.

At this time, Ang Lee knew that the members of a team did not play at the same time, and all the participants would be disrupted and reordered, and whoever had their turn would be on the field.

"Anri, don't be nervous, just show your normal shooting level."

Before leaving, it was Rose who confessed.

Nervous?

I don't know how many Ang Lee has participated in big and small events and life-and-death battles, and he doesn't feel nervous about this kind of event at all, but he is just a little curious.

Entering the shooting range, Ang Lee found that there were a total of ten people participating in the shooting with him.

The competition is very simple.

Before the start of the competition, the organizing committee will issue a sniper rifle to each person, as long as they can hit the specified target within the specified time, the farther the target hit, the more rings, the better the result.

"Have you heard? At the moment, the best result in our region is the 200m 48 rings. ”

"Two hundred meters and forty-eight rings! I'll go, what pervert can make such a score? ”

"I don't know, but I checked, and I have to hit at least 200 meters and 39 rings to hope for the second round."

......

There had been no communication between the teams outside, but when they arrived, they were broken up and started talking to each other.

200 meters and 48 rings?

Hearing this result, Li An frowned.

The people who come here to participate in the golden target are all specially trained, and it is normal to use a sniper rifle to hit a target at a distance of 500 meters, so why is it that hitting the 48th ring in 200 meters is the best result?

Do you want to be so bad?

It didn't take long for Ang Lee to figure out why.

The first round of shooting was indeed a sniper rifle, but the aiming was removed.

Without a scope, a sniper rifle would not have much of an advantage over a normal rifle.

Human eyesight is wired, and it is not easy to see and hit a target 200 meters away, not to mention the achievement of 48 rings.

Eight of the ten contestants in Ang Lee's group came, and two did not arrive.

The referee looks at the time from time to time, and if the allotted time has not yet arrived, it will be considered a waiver.

"Look, isn't that Toms!"

"I'm going, even the national shooting champion has been invited, which shooting range is so awesome?"

"Now that Thomas is here, he is expected to break the previous record.

But it didn't work, he was just a professional shooter, and he only had to die in the second round. ”

"You don't know. This year's Golden Target rules have been changed.

The first qualifying round is not the second round that must be played by whoever wins, and the qualification can be transferred to others on the same team. ”

"I'll go, and there's such a thing?"

"So Thomas only competed in the first round and won't be in the second round after qualifying?"

"Unless he's stupid and wants to die."

People whispered.

Ang Lee couldn't help but look at Tom, who had just entered the arena, a blonde boy of about twenty-five who looked shy.

Professional shooters do have very good shooting talent, but as others have said, people like Toms are usually killed when they get to the second round.

The reason is simple, the second round is a battle with real guns.

No matter how good a shooter's shooting skills are, he is not a warrior on the battlefield, and the difference between the two is very big.

Not to mention whether a shooter can withstand the pressure of killing and being killed on the battlefield, the training he receives is different.

Shooting is just a matter of standing there and fighting, but fighting is a contest of intelligence and courage.

It's no exaggeration to say that an average fighter on the battlefield can kill a professional shooter like Toms.

It doesn't mean that you can become a sniper with accurate marksmanship, and it doesn't mean that you can become a good soldier if you play well.

Ignoring the others, Tom walked over to a stop next to Ang Lee, his target was on Ang's right.

"I'll go, this guy is so tall, he's like a giant."

"Seeing the momentum on his body, I guess he must have been a soldier before."

"Not only is he a soldier, that guy also participated in the training of the German sniper school, and is a friend of the Grim Reaper."

"Grim Reaper, you're talking about the guy who died in the Grim Reaper game?"

"That's right, it's him, I heard that the relationship between the two of them is very good."

"I went, I didn't expect to meet such a master in this year's Golden Target Competition!"

When Li An heard the discussion, he cast his eyes over, and after being stunned for a moment, he was surprised and delighted.

John!

I didn't expect to meet an old friend today.

After the Reaper game, Ang Lee didn't go to his former friends, but he didn't want to cause them trouble, which doesn't mean he didn't want them.

Seeing John again, Ang Lee's thoughts became complicated.

Do you want to recognize each other?

John obviously didn't recognize the disguised Ang Lee, and walked over to the side and stood directly on the other side of Toms.

"I heard you're a world champion?"

John hasn't changed much from before, he still likes to provoke.

Ang Lee remembers a fight the first time he met this guy.

(End of chapter)