As soon as Ang Lee walked away with the Mosin Nagant rifle and Old Jack, two men in suits walked over.

One of them, slightly chubby, was the receptionist's immediate boss, Moxie.

Another man with a straight body is the No. 1 safety officer in the shooting range, and he is also the signature figure in "precision shooting", he is known as the first sharpshooter in the shooting range, named Slater.

The two of them walked together to the counter where the Mosin Nagant rifle was kept, and they heard a soft grunt from Slater's mouth.

Moxie next to him immediately shouted, "Mike, where is this gun?" ”

Mike was the receptionist who was in charge of receiving Ang Lee just now.

Hearing the inquiry, Mike trotted all the way over and said in a bit of a panic, "A steward rented it out just now." ”

"Rented?"

Moxi's face changed slightly, and he reprimanded.

"Didn't I tell you? If this gun is going to be removed, why should it be rented out? ”

"Didn't you say you had to leave after work?" Mike muttered quietly.

"You ......" Moxie was about to get angry, but was stopped by Slater.

"We're here a little early." Slater said, glancing at the time.

Originally, he would not withdraw the Mosin Nagant rifle until the afternoon after the end of work, but because he was free, he thought that no one would use the gun anyway, so he came early.

Moxie knew that Slater's time was precious, so he asked Mike, "How long is the other party going to rent?" ”

"I didn't say it." Mike replied.

"How do you do things, you don't even know how long the other party is going to rent?" Moxie rebuked.

Mike did ask at the time, Ang Lee mainly wanted to be familiar with the feel, and he was not sure how long it would take, so he paid the money in full and did not write the time.

Slater stopped Moxie again and asked Mike, "What target did he use?" ”

"Seven." Mike replied.

"Seven!?"

Moxie was startled at first, then his eyes lit up.

"That guy actually chose the Mosin Nagant rifle, probably a poor ghost.

Coupled with the fact that he chose the No. 7 target path, it is estimated that it will be over in a short time, so it is better for us to wait here for a while. ”

Slater didn't speak, but acquiesced to Moxie's offer and stayed where he was.

The Mosin Nagant rifle had been used by Slater himself before the opening of the "Precision Shot", and even the first sharpshooter on the shooting range was challenging to use.

In addition, the No. 7 target path is very evil, thinking that Li An fired a few shots and found that he couldn't hit the target, he should come back and withdraw the gun.

Ang Lee has entered the seventh target path.

An open-air target track.

As soon as he stood on the target track, Li Ang felt a breeze blowing on his face, which made people feel light.

Li An just stood on the target path and took a look, and found that there was something wrong with this target track.

"Precision Shooting" is built on the mountain, and many of the shooting areas in it are in the mountains.

For example, two-thirds of the No. 7 target track is on the mountain.

The mountains are undulating, and the height of the targets varies.

Because it's a specialized rifle track, it doesn't matter.

The problem is that this target road is close to the wind outlet, and there will be a gust of wind in the meridian field for no apparent reason.

The wind direction is uncertain, which causes a very unfavorable factor for the flight of bullets.

Therefore, anyone who shoots on this target track often performs abnormally and gets very bad results.

Li An didn't care about that, for him, the worse the conditions, the better, and only in this way could he hone his sniping skills.

After receiving the corresponding bullet from Old Jack, Ang Lee lay down.

Shooting from a lying position is the most conservative type of shooting, and Ang Lee must first be familiar with the environment and the weapon in his hand.

The first target was exactly 100 meters away.

This arrangement is mainly for the convenience of correction, and the distance is not too far, and it is easy for people to hit the target.

Li Ang lay there, integrating himself with the Mosin Nagant in his hand, carefully feeling the changes in the surrounding temperature, humidity and other environmental factors, especially the changes in the wind.

A breeze blew, and just as there was a brief pause in the next gust of wind, Ang Lee pulled the trigger.

Hearing the gunshot, Old Jack, who was standing behind, frowned slightly.

It's really that Li An's timing of shooting just now was too accurate, it happened to be the gap between the two winds, and when he shot, it could be said that the wind was calm, and it had no impact at all.

Old Jack lifted the binoculars and looked at them, his eyes once again showing surprise.

Eight Rings!

The Mosin Nagant rifle that is difficult to use even Slater, Ang Lee actually hit eight rings with the first shot!?

Li An also had a telescope beside him, and after the shot, he picked up the telescope like old Jack and looked at it, and his eyebrows were slightly tightened.

"It's only the eighth ring?"

Li An muttered in his heart.

Sure enough, it felt rusty, and it should have hit the ten rings just now.

There is some slight deviation from the scale.

Old Jack saw what the problem was, and he thought that Ang Lee would make corrections to the ruler next, but after Ang Lee put down the telescope, there was no next step.

Li An lay there without moving, waiting for the moment when the wind stopped and pulled the trigger.

Old Jack immediately picked up his binoculars to look at them, and his eyes once again showed surprise.

Ten rings!

How can it be?

There is no correction of the ruler, just adjusting the shooting angle can hit the ten rings, and it is the second shot!

Guns are dead, people are alive.

Ang Lee doesn't rely on scopes or gun corrections like normal people.

On the real battlefield, there is not so much time to make corrections.

You'll have to get used to the weapon in your hand so that you can save time and get ahead of the enemy.

Moxie arranged for Mike to go to Track 7 to find out the news, and when he saw Mike running back in a panic, he smiled.

"Is that guy missing a shot and wants to change his gun?

He can change it if he wants, as long as he pays the money. ”

Mike shook his head and said, "No...... No. ”

"What isn't? Is it that he hasn't started shooting yet, or does he not want to change guns? Moxie asked.

Mike replied, "He's already shooting, firing five bullets, all of them on target." ”

Slaywu, who was standing aside and didn't speak, suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked, "How far is it, results?" ”

"One hundred meters, five bullets and forty-eight rings!" Mike's voice was almost shouting.

Slater's eyebrows tightened slightly, a little unconvinced.

Moxie even shouted directly: "Mike, are you in the wrong place?"

That guy was using a Mosin Nagant rifle, and he was still in the seventh track, how could he have achieved such a result? ”

Mike himself couldn't believe that even if he used a new sniper rifle with a scope and changed the target path, not everyone would be able to score 48 rings.

"Old Jack told me that right, and the guy was shooting in a kneeling position when I left."

"Let's take a look." After Slater finished speaking, he hurriedly walked towards the seventh target path.

(End of chapter)