Chapter 338: An Accident Happens
Wang Hao was the same, when the fifth shot was fired, he unloaded the gun, and then looked at the target, because he felt that something was wrong.
After A+ and the others finished fighting, they felt that something was wrong with him, especially the frowning brows of the other party, which was a little strange.
"What's wrong?" A few people asked.
"Nothing, just a little surprised." Wang Hao replied calmly, but it could be seen from his frowning brows that it was not that simple.
"It seems that you are going to lose..."Uncle Chen said next to him.
Obviously, the other party also found a problem, and among the people present, only the two of them saw the problem, even Coach Yang on the side, and they didn't find anything wrong.
"Not necessarily," Wang Hao replied.
After a while, the results had already been given backstage, and Coach Yang looked at the two of them and blinked a few times after hearing it, a little incredulous.
"Four... Forty-eight rings. "Coach Yang was a little stumbling, and was confused by this result.
"Impossible! Can he hit forty-eight? Coach Yang, don't report false numbers! After Wang Jun heard this, he stood up and shouted.
They didn't see this target, and the details were all up to Coach Yang, and he would inevitably suspect that the other party was biased.
"How could I possibly do such a thing! The target is there, and if you don't believe me, I can get it at any time! When Coach Yang heard this, his face turned red, obviously angry.
Both sides are masters, and trusting himself to make him this referee is already an honor for him, and now he actually doubts his fairness, of course he can't accept it.
"Alright, it should be fine." Uncle Chen stopped Wang Jun's speculation and took the lead in denying the possibility of cheating, he had already affirmed his strength from the other party's operation, this kind of little trick is not necessary.
"I didn't expect you to be able to hit the forty-eighth ring like this, if nothing else, I should have lost!" Uncle Chen looked at Wang Hao and said.
"No, there are no ifs on the battlefield, it's really my operational problem." Wang Hao shook his head and denied this remark. Since the last shot is the Eight Rings, that is, it did not kill the enemy, so if you count it, the last shot is a mistake.
From the time he fired the last shot and the other party found out the problem, Wang Hao already knew that this Uncle Chen was a professional sniper, and the others could barely be regarded as gunmen.
Before that, including Uncle Chen's shooting, there was no problem, and his four bullets were also playing normally, but when he pulled the trigger and fired the last shot, he felt that something was wrong.
At the end of the day, there was a slight change in wind speed and a strong gust of wind picked up here.
If it's within 500 meters, it's not too bad, there won't be much difference, but at 1200 meters, a slight change in wind speed can bring a lot of changes to the trajectory of the bullet, so in the last shot, he only hit the eight rings.
"So how do you count that? Draw? Wang Jun asked.
The two have the same results, it can't be considered a draw, so what's the matter, this answer sheet is obviously not accepted by everyone.
Among the people present, only Big Tooth was more strange, he stood at the end of the crowd, and he didn't speak, unlike Wang Jun, he was there quietly, watching everyone's performance alone.
This attitude is different from the past, it seems that he has changed as a person, but in fact, now he has been observing his playmates from childhood to adulthood. Big Tooth is not a fool, this kind of bet is undoubtedly unfair to Wang Jun, but the other party still accepts it, because of whom, he naturally knows.
But it was really because of this reason that he was entangled, and he began to think about whether what he had done in the past was really excessive, so he didn't have the heart to care about this gamble.
"In a comparison?" Wang Hao asked.
"It doesn't make sense, I already know your strength, this kind of game is the same result for us no matter how we fight." Uncle Chen shook his head and replied.
That's the way it is now, both of them are very strong, this kind of target is not difficult for both of them at all, it is almost a slam situation, unless someone makes a mistake, but that kind of situation is not very rare.
What's more, Uncle Chen is now looking for a step for himself, he just played forty-eight rings, and the other party made mistakes, so it is reasonable for him to lose, and this matter is over, which is the best ending for him.
"Now that the bet has begun, the draw is really not interesting, why don't we play other games?" Wang Hao replied.
It's not that he wants to be strong or not, but Wang Hao has fallen in love with Wang Jun's villa, he has tens of millions of family foundations, but it is still difficult to afford to buy a villa all out, why don't you send money if someone sends money.
"How do you compare?"
"Other comparisons?"
A few people are a little curious, what is this different comparison?
"The moving target is a bit boring, how about we just play the irregular moving target?" Wang Hao explained.
"Living creatures? This..."Uncle Chen hesitated a little.
The others also hesitated, there is nothing wrong with shooting the target, but it is a bit bad to shoot live animals, and it is inevitable that it will not look good when seeing blood.
Wang Hao couldn't help but smile when he saw that they wanted to be crooked, at this time they all became kind-hearted people, and there was no such thing as kindness when playing with guns, and what guns represented was death.
"It's not a living thing, Coach Yang, you don't have a flying target here?" Wang Hao asked.
"Flying target? Yes, yes, but almost never used. Coach Yang replied.
At this time, everyone understood that it was originally a flying target, and when they first heard the irregular moving target, they naturally thought of the running of living creatures, because it was not controlled by a machine, so the movement speed was of course different.
But the flying target is different, the flying target is also a dead object, and it is shot by a machine, and the size and strength can be adjusted, so it is also a moving target. In addition, because after the machine shoots out, there will be no control, and the speed of the target in mid-air will also change, so it becomes an irregular movement speed.
But this kind of target is generally very few people will practice it. The newcomers are sure to play the fixed target, while the masters are in the racing area, so here, it is almost impossible to see people playing.
"Than shooting at a target? Are you sure? Uncle Chen asked hesitantly.
"No, it's very simple, I just need to do one thing, as long as you can do the same as me, even if you win!" Wang Hao replied.
"No! If you do something weird and Uncle Chen can't do it, it's not fair! Wang Jun jumped out and shouted. He has watched a lot of this kind of conclusion, and most of it appears in TV dramas.
Say it well at the beginning, and then say something like, 'Do one thing, you can't do it, you lose.'" This kind of strange comparison, in the end, the general villain loses, because what the other party does is too strange.
Wang Hao didn't answer, but gave him a look at the mentally handicapped.
With so many people here, can you mess around, since you said it, it must be reliable.