The sharpshooter team has an SR-50 sniper rifle per person, which has become the team's signature.

And this iconic sniper rifle is a gift from Si Tong to the four members of the sharpshooter team last year.

Several members of the sharpshooter team cherish this gun very much.

"Hmm." Under the scrutinizing gaze of a group of people around him, Si Tong responded lightly to the wind chime.

Then she held a toy gun and walked up to the owner of the balloon winning shop with a wrinkled face.

Put down the toy gun in his hand, grab a handful of loose money from his trouser pocket with the other hand, put it on the long table in the store, and looked up at the shopkeeper: "I paid for her gun, and I can redeem it for rewards." ”

The wind chimes were fired in five rounds, each round with fifteen rounds, and the gun hit the balloon, which means that it could be exchanged for five gifts.

In this balloon game, each round is five yuan, a total of fifteen bullets, and you can get a gift reward of corresponding value if you hit the corresponding number of balloons.

Usually the most attractive thing in this kind of game store is that it is about the size of a person.

If you buy it in the store yourself, you have to spend dozens or even hundreds of dollars to buy one!

If you can get a big doll for five yuan a balloon, it's not too cost-effective!

And to get this big doll, you have to burst the balloon with all 15 bullets.

Not to mention that this toy gun has also been operated by the store, and the bullets will be fired indiscriminately after a few shots, and basically people can't get all 15 shots.

Speaking of which, the shopkeeper is also unlucky.

The wind chimes played five rounds before Si Tong and the others came here, and each round of fifteen bullets hit the balloon in the center.

This means that the shopkeeper has to give the wind chimes five oversized rag dolls.

Seeing that Si Hitomi paid for the gun for the wind chime, he asked him to redeem the reward.

The shopkeeper took five big dolls one after another and handed them to Si Tong.

Si Tong gave all five big dolls to Si Han.

"Acquaintance?" Seeing this, Zhong Qianwen's face stiffened for a while, and she saw that the wind chime and Si Tong obviously knew each other, so she pulled the corners of her mouth a little stiffly.

"You've ever touched a real gun?" Wen Qi, who was standing next to him, grabbed his short golden hair and looked at the wind chimes with some surprise.

A few people didn't hear it, what did the wind chime say about her, what kind of S, what 50 model sniper rifle, or did Si Tong give her?

"yes, what's wrong?" The wind chimes blinked, their double ponytails swayed from side to side, and they looked at a few people with a smile.

Wind Chimes grew up in an underground killer organization, and like the rest of the Sharpshooter, they were all killers who crawled out of the pile of dead.

Guns, ammunition, these things that ordinary people can't touch at all, are the foundation that they must learn.

If it weren't for Si Tong, the wind chimes wouldn't have come to Miao Country.

After answering Wen Qi's call, the wind chimes flew towards Si Tong, and at the same time hugged Si Tong fiercely:

"Captain, although this place is so simple that chickens don't lay eggs and birds don't, but with you here, I can still reluctantly accept it."

Wind Chime said, and hugged Si Tong tightly.

Until her ears, Si Tong's cold soft voice sounded: "Let go." ”

Hearing this, Feng Chime touched her nose, knowing Si Tong's temperament, she let go of her hand and shrugged her shoulders, revealing a helpless face.

The people who came out of the underground killer organization alive, although they live a life of licking blood from the knife every day, they wear international famous brands, enter the upper class, and taste world-class wine.

In such a small place as Pan'an County, wind chimes have never been here.

Zhong Qianwen next to her became more and more curious about Si Tong.

Not only does she have a helicopter, but her friends have also touched real guns!

Zhong Qianwen glanced at Bo Yiheng, whom she admired, and then glanced at the fat Si Han, who didn't look like Si Tong.

In the end, Zhong Qingwen looked at the wind chimes and asked what she thought she should be: "You also just came back from studying abroad?" Which school abroad do you from? Do you still have real guns to touch in your school? ”