Kong Ning inserted all the grenades in the basket into the bag of his military uniform, lifted the basket and walked forward.

The major officer looked at it and was stunned for a moment, he understood Kong Ning's approach, and shouted at Kong Ning: "The distance is too far, but you can't throw it into the basket, don't say that we will bully you in the distance when the time comes?" ”

Kong Ning was completely unmoved, and continued to walk forward with the basket.

Seeing that Kong Ning didn't react, the major officer was stunned again, and his heart was a little drummed, and he asked the platoon leader Lu of the whole group army and the best one-handed thrower in the whole theater: "Old Lu, the distance is more than forty meters, how accurate can you be sure of the bomb?" ”

"Beyond the limit of forty meters, I can't help it!" Platoon Commander Lu replied, with disdain on his face, he glanced at Zhou Youfu, who was munching on steamed buns, and said to the major officer: "Neither can others!" ”

Seeing that Platoon Commander Lu was so confident, the major officer was relieved, and then looked at Zhou Youfu, a foodie, a simple look, a big old man, and felt even more relieved, even if Zhou Youfu had the strength and the grenade was thrown far, the head would not be much better.

He turned his head to look at Kong Ning, and his heart was shocked again!

Visually inspecting the distance from Kong Ning carrying the basket has already walked more than sixty meters away, this distance, the major officer is not calm.

Ordinary bomb throwing, not accurate, can exceed 60 meters of a handful, I didn't expect Kong Ning to really dare to let Zhou Youfu drop bombs at this distance, but also the hit rate.

It's just that what made him dumbfounded was that Kong Ning didn't seem to stop and continued to walk without hesitation.

Sixty-five meters...... Seventy meters...... Seventy-five meters...... Eighty meters ...... Wait, no one can shoot this distance!

Not only the major officer and platoon commander Lu were taken aback, but the soldiers around were also shocked by such a strange phenomenon. A group of people didn't dare to breathe. stared at Kong Ning, who was getting farther and farther away. There was a direct silence.

Is there an end to it?

Yes, Kong Ning felt that the distance was almost over, so he stopped his pace, put down the basket he was carrying, and blocked it behind with a big stone, then turned around and lit a cigarette, smoking while slowly walking back.

The major officer gasped and sweated on his forehead. It's also too far.

He hurriedly raised his hand, gestured with his thumb, visually measured the distance of about 100 meters, and gasped again.

Demon, this is definitely demonic!

The onlookers didn't dare to breathe, don't talk about the head, just this distance is domineering enough.

Platoon Commander Lu's old face was completely white, on the battlefield, a bomb throwing distance of forty meters, even if it was accurate, what was the use?

Grenades and grenades are all area kills. The force of the explosion is about eight meters, which means that as long as the grenade is still within eight meters of the target. That's enough.

There is no second chance to throw a grenade at forty meters, which is a flash away from a charge.

And at a distance of 100 meters, in the face of a charging enemy, you can throw at least two grenades, and if you move quickly, you can throw three grenades, this is the gap.

When attacking, the advantage of 100-meter bombing is more obvious.

The eyes of the people brushed together, watching Kong Ning walk back leisurely.

Kong Ning disdained these "attention salutes", walked up to Zhou Youfu, handed the practice bombs to Zhou Youfu one by one, and said: "Blessed, if one of the grenades is missing and not thrown into the basket, don't expect roast chicken!" ”

"Oh." Zhou Youfu replied innocently, took grenades from Kong Ning one by one, and inserted them in the multi-functional pocket of the military uniform.

The military uniforms of the flying army, the fat man are all designed in accordance with the functions of modern military uniforms, which is convenient for carrying ammunition and equipment.

Kong Ning looked at Zhou Youfu with a smile, he had confidence in Zhou Youfu.

It's just that Zhou Youfu has not tried to throw bombs with precision at a distance of 100 meters, so he will try them together today.

Zhou Youfu picked up a grenade, walked to the position of the white line, and stared at the basket a hundred meters away.

But in order to roast the chicken, Zhou Youfu turned his heart sideways, held the arm and shoulder of the grenade and sank sideways, and then with a wave of his arm, the entire upper body turned around, and the grenade flew out of his hand.

The grenade swirled in a gyroscope, flying higher and higher, farther and farther, drawing a perfect parabola in the air and flying all the way forward.

The major officer pinched a handful of sweat, and kept praying in his heart, don't enter, don't enter!

The onlookers of the National * Army soldiers all pulled into their fists, not to mention such a long distance, it would be good if the grenade could be thrown, and it would be impossible to throw it in.

Everyone doesn't know, because there is a generation gap between the times, and the purpose of the fat man's special combat team is to make the impossible possible!

When the grenade fell, the good eyesight saw the basket shake a little, and the bad eyesight saw that it could not see, and it was obvious that the grenade was in the basket.

The onlookers were collectively dumbfounded, even Platoon Commander Lu himself was stupid, and the major officer was even more stupid, looking at Zhou Youfu with his eyes like copper bells, he didn't believe it, he never believed that there were still people at this distance who could throw a grenade into the basket.

It must be luck, yes, it must be like this!

With a "whew", Zhou Youfu threw off the second grenade.

There was the first grenade into the basket perfectly, Zhou Youfu had already found the accurate feel, the second grenade had just been thrown, and he took out the third grenade and threw it out, followed by the fourth, his movements became faster and faster, and he became more and more smooth, and his movements were smooth and out of control.

The major officer hurriedly picked up the binoculars and raised them to see that the second grenade thrown by Zhou Youfu had accurately fallen into the basket, followed by the third and the fourth......

The major officer is stupid, this Nima, where did the pervert come from, isn't this the end of abusing them?

Ten grenades, none missing, all fell into the basket accurately!

The onlookers around were stunned by their eyes like brass bells, their jaws fell to the ground, and there was no more reaction.

Even Kong Ning himself was stunned, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he was amazed that Hukou Mountain was really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, and it was not a fuel-efficient lamp!

"Brother, Youfu threw all ten grenades into the basket, brother, can you take Fu to the town to buy roast chicken?" Zhou Youfu, who threw the grenade, hurriedly turned around and said to Kong Ning.

This guy didn't notice Kong Ning's gaffe at all, what supported him was roast chicken, which was the most important thing.

"Uh......" The whole audience, including Kong Ning, was choked by Zhou Youfu's words, and looked at Zhou Youfu in disbelief.

"You foodie, two more games!" Kong Ning came to his senses, felt helpless about Zhou Youfu, and scolded him.

"I want to eat roast chicken...... Zhou Youfu muttered weakly, but he didn't dare to splash, he just felt that Kong Ning was too bad, he threw all the grenades into the basket, what about the roast chicken?

Kong Ning rolled his eyes, was too lazy to bird him, and said to the dumbfounded major officer: "How is it?" In the bomb throwing competition, who loses and who wins? ”

"You—You're ruthless!" The major officer relieved himself and gritted his teeth: "Count you as a winner!" ”

"What counts as winning, speaking clearly?!" Kong Ning was not happy and said coldly.

"Hmph, you won!" The major officer snorted.

He hated it, Zhou Youfu's hand-throwing bomb is equivalent to a precision grenadier, it can't be compared, just be happy, there are still two competitions, as long as you move back.

"In the second fight, both sides are not allowed to carry weapons, and if you fall to the ground, you will lose!" The major officer said through gritted teeth.

"Yes, which of you will play?" Kong Ning replied briskly, he had to see who the major officer sent to the end first, and then consider whether he would go up or Zhou Youfu...... (To be continued.) )