"Grandpa, this person, squatting in our box? It's too much! Zhou Meili stood on top of the stone wall, pointing at Yang Fan who was roasting the fire below, and the girl pursed her lips and was indignant.

You must know that it is a common phenomenon to squat on the box here in Baishu Heights, and some people even quarrel with the horn for a box.

The box that squatted directly for a long time to refresh, and others came to snatch it away at once, and no one could stand it.

Yang Fan is squatting in the box now, and the girl on the stone wall can't stand him anymore: "Grandpa, the box is about to be refreshed, my bonfire is ready, he is squatting in our box, encroaching on the fruits of our labor, God does not tolerate it!" ”

"Heavenly ...... Heaven does not tolerate ......" Yang Fan was dumbfounded, didn't he grab the box yet? I haven't heard of the white tree heights to open a box and still need to queue up.

And Yang Fan's main purpose is not to squat in this box, but the snowstorm is coming soon, and he has nowhere to go, just have a bonfire to light a fire to keep warm.

Zhou Meili was about to jump down, but was stopped by the old man in the black dress: "Beautiful, how can you compare with your second brother with such marksmanship?" Come, shoot at that arrow target 500 meters away, ten bullets, all of which reach more than seven rings! Otherwise, the box will be given to the young man! ”

After being reprimanded by the old man, Zhou Meili immediately pouted and said, "Grandpa, the target five hundred meters away!" How is it possible to hit all over the seven rings? And it's a snowstorm now, grandpa, you're just making things difficult for me. ”

The old man in the dress named Jing Zhong said in the game: "Beautiful, when facing the enemy on the real battlefield, even if it is a blizzard, the enemy will not show mercy to your men, your marksmanship, you must overcome any bad weather, a blizzard, what is it?" ”

Zhou Meili looked at the bonfire below, as well as Yang Fan next to the bonfire, she felt that her stomach was on fire, and she wanted to practice marksmanship, and the person at the bottom took advantage of the weakness to enter, ready to snatch the mysterious treasure chest she had worked so hard to squat, but there was a treasure with a polymer coating hidden in it.

"I'm!" Zhou Meili raised her hands with her hands up, clenched the ordinary AK assault rifle in her hand, aimed at an arrow target in the distance, her index finger tightly grasped the trigger, and her right eye was facing the scope.

Under the blizzard, the field of vision became blurry and unclear, and I could only dimly see the location of the arrow target, and I couldn't even tell where the ring was when I looked at it from a distance.

Zhou Meili gritted her teeth, closed her left eye, focused on her right eye, and pulled the trigger suddenly.

Five shots fired in a row.

Sudden protrusion.

The bullet pierced through the blizzard, drawing a white trajectory in mid-air, and five bullets fired in succession, and the girl was very focused on her mental power in order to compete for the mysterious treasure chest.

Yang Fan didn't pay attention to the girl just now, and at the moment when the girl shot, he looked up.

"Is it a soldier?"

No, this kind of marksmanship is not a soldier, the action of holding the gun is not standardized, although the eyes are aimed at the scope, but the attention is not enough to concentrate, the five shots are fired in a row, the recoil cannot be controlled, the trajectory is constantly rising, the arm strength cannot be stopped, the gun cannot be suppressed, and all five bullets did not hit the bull's-eye!

Just a cursory glance, Yang Fan already knew the ending.

The marksmanship did not reach the level he expected, Yang Fan shook his head.

Zhou Meili had already seen that Yang Fan was a little unhappy, as soon as this person came over, he lit his own bonfire, in a blizzard, and if he didn't leave, he squatted in the treasure chest, just now he had seen Yang Fan unhappy, and Yang Fan was still shaking his head over there at this time.

"What do you mean by shaking your head?" Zhou Meili lowered her head and questioned Yang Fan.

Yang Fan was silent.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhou Meili asked, "Do you know marksmanship?" I don't understand, and I'm still shaking my head over there. ”

Yang Fan sneered in his heart, how could he not understand marksmanship, he was admitted at the age of 16, and became a special forces elite at the age of 17, as the special forces elite of the Falcon team, he was also the only survivor of that war, his marksmanship hit rate was as high as 99.8%, he was a national-level special forces elite, and his marksmanship was unparalleled in the world. is a world Olympic-level shooter, and compared with him, he is slightly inferior.

Shooters may only be proficient in one firearm and practice to the extreme, but Yang Fan seems to be a marksmanship genius, whether it is a submachine gun, sniper rifle, machine gun, rifle, or revolver, he can use it to the fullest, enough to become a master of marksmanship.

In his eyes, the marksmanship of the little girl who shot was as funny as those seven or eight-year-old bear children playing with toy pistols.

However, Yang Fan didn't want to worry about anything with a girl, just smiled slightly, and said modestly: "I just understand a little, I shook my head just now because of something else, and I didn't mean to ridicule you, I'm sorry!" As for your fear that I'll rob your mysterious chest, that's impossible. ”

Yang Fan got up and prepared to leave, as for this mysterious treasure chest, he is not the kind of person who will scold others for a long time for a polymer coating.

Five seconds later, Jing Zhong Baoguo took out a telescope and looked at the arrow target in the distance of the blizzard, and his whole person was stunned.

"My granddaughter had five bullets, and they were all on the edge of the fourth and fifth rings. Not a single bullet made it above the seven rings. ”

"How is that possible? Could it be that the young man can see it at a glance? At a distance of 500 kilometers, he can see the trajectory with the naked eye? This...... How can it be! ”

Loyal to the country can not be surprised!

"Could it be that the moment my granddaughter fired, this young man could already see that she couldn't hit the seventh ring?" The more I think about serving the country, the more I feel that the young man in front of him may not be simple.

Here, Zhou Meili watched Yang Fan turn around and leave, and immediately shouted: "If you don't know marksmanship, don't shake your head casually!" It's like you know it very well! ”

Jingzhong Baoguo pulled Zhou Meimei: "Beautiful, everyone has apologized, why are you aggressive?" ”

However, Zhou Meili objected, and Jingzhong shouted to Yang Fan: "Little brother, please stay!" ”

Yang Fan stopped: "What's the matter?" ”

Jingzhong Baoguo smiled slightly, and sincerely asked: "Little brother, my granddaughter is just right to practice guns, and the little brother can see through the flaws in her marksmanship at a glance, I don't know if I can explain the mystery?" ”

Zhou Meili snorted coldly and said, "Grandpa, where does he know any mysteries, he is just an impolite villain!" ”

Yang Fan didn't want to say anything, as the camp of one of the Four Heavenly Kings in Qingbei District, the mayor of Luoxue Changting, his identity was so noble, he wouldn't bother with a little girl.

He was about to turn around.

Tututu, protruding.

Suddenly a gunshot rang out behind her, and Zhou Meili grabbed the AK47 in her hand and shot continuously at Yang Fan's vest.

Tututu, protruding.

Void! Void! Void!

The girl raised her chin proudly, like a proud little swan: "You look down on me? Do you dare to take a single look at Far Star City, I am the mayor of Yi Bo Yuntian, although our camp has just been established. But my marksmanship is not something that anyone can laugh at! ”

Jingzhong Baoguo on the side just wanted to stop him, but he was about to speak, and then he thought about it: "Maybe let the beautiful and this man have a fight, which will help improve the beautiful marksmanship!" That's probably not bad either. ”

After changing his mind, Jingzhong also sent an invitation: "Little brother, my granddaughter wants to learn marksmanship with you, and if she doesn't send the other party home after falling, you can rest assured!" ”

Yang Fan was a little impatient, he still had something to do, and he didn't want to learn any marksmanship.

Jing Zhong Baoguo saw that he was unmoved, and then smiled: "I look at the figure of the little brother, and I have also contacted marksmanship!" Next Zhou Guozhong, next to me is my granddaughter, whose real name is Zhou Meili. ”