Chapter 22: The Second Ring of the Competition (Part I)

Because the distance was too far, I couldn't see the color of my chest, and I couldn't tell what class they were.

I was sure that there were people there, but no one could shoot before the hour came.

Wang Feng aimed his gun at them in advance and waited for the start to begin.

"It's time!"

Wang Feng screamed in his heart, and then quickly raised the scorpion submachine gun and aimed at the crowd below.

Prepare to shoot, turn the crosshair down, aim a little higher.

The range of the submachine gun is very low, and at such a long distance, it is basically inlethal after hitting them, but as long as it hits the vital point, it is still out.

Now I just want to shoot a game, maybe I can get a point or two, and I have to run away immediately after shooting!

"Bang, bang."

Gunshots can be heard from time to time in the distance, and more than 700 people are in this hill, and it is inevitable that some places will look a little crowded.

Wang Feng put his index finger on the trigger, aiming at a position three meters above the heads of the five people.

"Boom!!"

"Bang!"

Suddenly, an explosion came from behind him, Wang Feng was clever, and then with a "bang", a purple flower-like mist exploded on the calf of his left leg.

The calf was hit again!

Wang Feng was taken aback, pulled the trigger nervously, and went off with a "bang".

"Smack! …”

The pitch-black bullet exploded next to the five members of the tenth class.

They were startled, and they were glad that they were almost hit.

Then quickly shift position, hide behind hidden cover, and prepare to counterattack the attackers.

The tenth class of signal soldiers shouted:

"Vice! Black bullets, it's forty classes! We're a platoon! ”

Si Yunjun frowned and muttered:

"A platoon? The old platoon commander said that he couldn't beat his own platoon, so pull him over! We merge and merge! … Anyway, there is only Wang Feng in class 40, he is still strong, haha, we are strong! ”

"Yes!"

His comrades-in-arms also wanted to get close to Wang Feng, since he was so powerful in the first ring gun competition, everyone wanted to learn his magical group marksmanship.

……

The mobile referees in the vicinity came to watch the game when they heard the noise.

The referee looked at this side, and they were wearing masks, so outsiders could not see the direction of their sight, so they would not reveal the specific location of the other members.

Wang Feng also quickly jumped behind the cover and was able to guess:

If he doesn't receive a barrage of fire, the guns are loud and long, then he is a brilliant sniper, and at the top of the back slope.

Wang Feng raised his gun and swept towards the source of the sound on the top of the mountain, and quickly changed positions and changed cover.

When the two sides are flanked and the terrain is unfavorable, it is the king to retreat quickly to save your life.

"Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood!"

Wang Feng let out a low roar, and then moved with his back to the mud.

Wang Feng was injured twice in his left calf and couldn't run, so he had to jump on one foot.

However, jumping on one foot is very exhausting, and if you don't have this year's hard training, I'm afraid you will start to feel hard after a few jumps.

The trees were so dense that it was difficult for the sniper to find him, and when he left the field and arrived at the lush area, Wang Feng began to speed up and jump.

"Bang! … Bang! … Bang! …”

The dense foliage obscured the view of the sniper above, and the sniper had no choice but to shoot at Wang Feng's approximate position, hoping to hit him.

But these bullets exploded a meter or two next to Wang Feng and did not hit.

The five people at the bottom of the slope section ran up, and Wang Feng jumped at a constant speed, and he couldn't shake it off.

"Da Da Da! …”

He didn't look back, and while jumping quickly, he shot behind him, and the strange thing was that the five people didn't fight back, but just blindly chased after themselves.

While they lie down to avoid the bullets, jump into a natural cave and hide deep inside.

When the people of Class 10 heard the gunshot, they quickly lay down, and when the gunfire was over, they quickly caught up with them.

After chasing a few steps, Si Yunjun, the deputy captain of the tenth class, stopped, looked at the empty roads in front of him, and shouted:

"Lost? … Boy! You can run away with one foot jump! It's really good to slip! ”

"Wang Feng is really amazing! Almost hit us! And he jumps so fast on one foot...... This stamina! It's so strong! ”

A fatter soldier, panting from exhaustion, put down his gun and sat down on the ground.

"Hmmm! The Scorpion submachine gun he used had a very low range, and when he was aiming at us just now, he must have accurately calculated the position of the hit, and the crosshair was raised by three meters, so accurate! I haven't seen Wang Feng for a year, but I didn't expect him to become so strong! Jump so fast on one foot! It's definitely been a lot of hard work this year! ”

Si Yunjun is the stormtrooper, he knows how difficult it is for the submachine gun to hit a target two or three hundred meters away, and the bullet is completely parabolic in a visible motion.

"Brother Feng is amazing! That competition won honor for our platoon! ”

Si Yunjun thought about it, shook his head and said:

"Alas! Don't think so! His opponent, Hanway, is also our platoon! With Hanwei's attitude of cheating in the competition, it is really a shame for us to lose face! ”

"But I'm already a fan of Brother Feng! I also asked him how to assemble a gun today, probably because there were too many people who asked him, and he didn't have time to answer me, and if he has a chance in the future, he must accompany Brother Feng more! ”

The fat man was still lying on the ground as he spoke.

Seeing this, Si Yunjun yelled and dragged him up:

"Dead fatty! How many steps are you running? Are you too tired to do it? This bit of stamina! What the hell will you do in bed with your daughter-in-law in the future?! Stand up for Lao Tzu! ”

"Ouch ouch! …… Don't drag the sub-team! Don't drag! I know! It's too early to find a daughter-in-law! And I'm so fat, who can look at it? ”

When Si Yunjun heard this, he laughed and stopped dragging it:

"Haha! Count yourself as self-aware! ”

“……”

……

Wang Feng was within five meters of them, very close together, with only a mud wall in between, sticking out his ears to listen to what they were discussing.

"Fatty? Kind of familiar, listen to it again..."

Wang Feng said to himself, there are very few fat people in the entire military region, and I have heard the word fat from Platoon Commander Zhang.

I feel a little familiar, as if I am a subordinate of Platoon Commander Zhang.

Coupled with the fact that they had been chasing and not firing a shot, it was a little strange.

Si Yunjun continued:

"Let's go! He shot just now, exposing this area, and it is not appropriate to stay for long! ”

The fat man gasped and did not want to move much:

"That'...... Then don't you look for Brother Feng? ”

"Alas! What are you going to do with him? Maybe he doesn't know us at all! If we are regarded as enemies and all ten classes are out, Platoon Commander Zhang will not be angry! ”

The fat man nodded:

"It's also huh! Brother Feng doesn't know us yet, but we know him! ”

"Oh! Don't be a brother Feng all day long! He doesn't know you yet! Sounds weird and disgusting! Well, you shut up! It's time to go! I'll talk about it when I meet him! ”

Seeing that the fat man wanted to refute, Si Yunjun hurriedly interrupted, pulled him to hold his breath and began to hurry, and disappeared into the woods after a while.

“……”

Wang Feng hesitated several times, and finally chose not to unite with them for several reasons.

First, they have too many enemies, and if they encounter the alliance teams of the third and fifth classes in the firefight, the people of the tenth class will definitely suffer serious losses, or even be wiped out.

Second, Wang Feng likes to be alone, and when there are more people, the concealment effect will deteriorate.

Third, Wang Feng doesn't know them at all, if after joining them, for the sake of scores, Class 10 doesn't admit himself, wouldn't he fall into the mouth of a tiger?

Wang Feng attaches great importance to this competition and cannot tolerate any sloppiness.