It was already one o'clock in the afternoon, and under the early winter sun, the competition on the playground was still in full swing.

When the referee called Ai Li's student number, Ai Li, who was napping, suddenly became agitated and came to his senses. He rubbed his eyes, yawned, and stood up and walked over the field.

This time, there were more eyes on him than last time.

"This Ai Li seems to have some real skills, but I don't know what this moving target is."

"Stationary targets are powerful, but moving targets are not necessarily. Moving the target is not only a test of the crosshair, but also a test of hand-eye coordination. In addition to being partly innate, hand-eye coordination is more dependent on hard work. He has only been in school for a long time, and it is impossible for him to have such excellent hand-eye coordination. ”

"Based on his results in the previous round, I think he can score between 70 and 80 in this round."

"You estimate too much, in my opinion, he is lucky to be able to hit a 70 ring."

"In this round, it is estimated that he will be surpassed by Li Hongfei in terms of total score."

Of course, there are also a few classmates who support Ai Li, such as Shan Ci. He closed the English book and looked at Ai Li's back not far away, although he didn't speak, but in his heart, he thought that Ai Li should be able to hit more than 80 rings.

The other classmates who supported Ai Li didn't talk much.

Because they knew that most of the people around them supported Yang Ling and Li Honglong, and if they dared to say what happened to Ai Li, they had to be sprayed to death.

When Ai Li passed by the head teacher, Mr. Xu, Teacher Xu whispered to Ai Li: "Relax your mind, just like practicing on a regular basis." ”

Ai Li shrugged: "Teacher, I haven't practiced either." ”

Teacher Xu was speechless.

In fact, Alley is telling the truth, he can upgrade his shooting skills in the game, and there is no need to go to the school's practice range to practice. As for the practice of moving the target, he really didn't practice it.

After the head teacher was speechless, he could only smile bitterly: "Then you can do your best." ”

Alley came to the sidelines, this time using a Type 95 assault rifle.

Assault rifles were supposed to be fired in bursts, but the competition stipulated that only 10 rounds could be used. That is, for each shot, only one burst of bullets can be fired. In that high-tension situation, many people's nerves are tense, and it is quite difficult to hit a moving target accurately with a repeating rifle and one bullet at a time.

Ai Li shook his head, not worried about the shooting, but really didn't look down on this Type 95.

This Type 95 is already an antique from decades ago. But it can't be helped, it's a selection competition now, and it's not realistic to use that kind of expensive pulse gun. It is said that if you become a sniper, you will be equipped with that high-tech pulse gun. So Alley is really a little looking forward to becoming a sniper.

For the Type 95 assault rifle, Eri had practiced it a few times before in his first grade, and although he was not very familiar with it, with Nighthawk's memory, he had adapted to the feeling of Type 95 in a very short time.

It took half a minute for Eri to finish checking it, then put the butt of the rifle against his right shoulder, and when he was ready, he shouted in his heart: "Activate the sniper skill." Immediately, in his mind and in his hands, a feeling of extreme familiarity with shooting came to him.

He smiled and made an OK gesture to the referee.

The referee was shocked by Ai Li's performance just now, and this time he didn't dare to slack off, and sent a signal to the shooting range to start.

The next moment, fifty meters in front of the left, a target position was erected.

Click--the target fell again.

Seventy meters in front of the right, another target position was erected.

Click--the target fell again.

Click--The third target fell down again.

Until this time, half of the people who were talking about Li Hongfei and Yang Ling had shut up.

The other half of the people opened their mouths slightly, their eyes wide.

Even the head teacher, Mr. Xu, widened his eyes.

Because everyone saw that after the target was erected, before it could move, it was hit by Ai Li.

"This ...... How can it be? ”

"This reaction speed, oh my God!"

"It's horrible, it's horrible, it's simply not a human reaction."

"It's really not a human, it's a god, this is a god-level reaction, a god-level operation!"

"Moving a target position, usually after standing up, has a pause time of 0.5 seconds before it starts moving. Moreover, the moving target positions are all random, and the bullet consumes about 0.2 seconds during the flight. In other words, Ai Li can capture the target in just 0.3 seconds, and then aim and shoot...... God-level reaction, god-level operation. I'm convinced! ”

While these people are talking.

Click――

Click――

Click――

……

Ten shots were fired, each shot knocked out before the target could move.

This scene made the second-grade students stunned.

Even some third-graders in the neighborhood rushed over.

After all, such a reaction speed is simply impossible for human beings.

Several of Li Hongfei's followers opened their mouths slightly at this time, unable to speak because of surprise.

Li Hongfei swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and he didn't even notice it, because he was too surprised, he had already left his seat and stood up.

On the other side, Yang Ling, who had always seemed to be above all the students, finally stood up. His brow furrowed, and his face was solemn.

After being surprised, the homeroom teacher couldn't wait to say to the referee: "Teacher Yang, hurry, report the target quickly." ”

Only then did the referee react and finally closed his mouth, which had not been closed for a long time.

He glanced at the small screen in front of him, and his mouth opened again—his jaw dropped.

"This ......"

The head teacher, Mr. Xu, was a little anxious: "Mr. Yang, how many rings are there?" ”

The other more than 200 students also looked at the referee, eager to know how many rings Ai Li had hit.

One of Li Hongfei's followers was also a little expectant: "How many rings can this kid play?" ”

Li Hongfei glared at him: "You seem to be looking forward to it?" ”

The attendant hurriedly laughed dryly: "Brother Fei, don't get me wrong." I just know how bad he really is. ”

"His shooting action is handsome, but in such a short time, how can he aim accurately? So of course he didn't have Feige's grades. ”

"With this round, Fei Ge's overall score will definitely surpass him."

While they were discussing, the referee finally spoke: "Everyone should be mentally prepared for Ai Li's grades. ”

Those students and teachers were anxious: "Teacher Yang, how many are there?" ”

Teacher Yang glanced at Ai Li, who was retrieving the gun there, with a look of surprise on his face: "Ai Li's score is, 100 rings!" ”――

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