Ye Yun had the urge to vomit blood and die, and he wanted to bury his head in the ground.

Nima, it's okay to be embarrassed in the classroom. This is on the shooting range, Nima, you are a big man, you say such things to such a beautiful man as me, where do you put my face!

Ye Yun really wanted to blow up that sissy chrysanthemum with a gun, cough cough, don't think crooked, it's an automatic rifle!

Lin Zimei also laughed, these three classes are really a lot of living treasures.

The target shooting competition soon began.

The first to play was Zhao Li.

I saw her lying on the ground, aiming seriously.

The students of Class 7 were all staring at the student, secretly cheering him on.

"Bang!"

"6 rings!"

"Yes, keep it up, you just need to make sure that every bullet hits the target, and that's it!" Liu Mei said to Zhao Li.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Next, four gunshots rang out.

Zhao Li fired five bullets and hit four, a total of thirty rings.

"Alas, two hundred and fifty meters, it looks so blurry, I'm really sorry, one shot didn't hit. Zhao Li said apologetically.

Liu Mei smiled and comforted: "You have played well." In an ordinary unit, at a distance of two hundred and fifty meters, it can be considered qualified to shoot three shots. ”

"Really, great!"

When Zhao Li heard the instructor say this, she immediately smiled happily, and then looked at Xia Shanshan with a provocative gaze.

The students of Class 7 behind them also let out cheers at this time.

"Don't be stressed. The most important thing is to relax the whole body, don't be nervous, the more nervous you are, the easier it is to miss, just follow the feeling. Lin Zimei said to Xia Shanshan.

"Hmm. ”

Xia Shanshan nodded and went on the field.

"Bang!"

Off target.

"It's okay, don't let this bullet affect your mood. Xia Shanshan comforted.

Xia Shanshan calmed down and continued to aim.

"Bang..."

After five bullets, Xia Shanshan hit three rounds, 24 rings, 6 rings less than the other party.

"It's okay, there's us. Lin Zimei didn't wait for Xia Shanshan to speak, and smiled, but Ye Yun saw the panic in her eyes.

The game continues.

The next Liu Mei played a super good result of 48 rings!

Not surprisingly, the students of Class 7 jumped up and cheered one by one.

The students in Class 3 were a little worried. But he was also cheering for Lin Zimei on the side.

This achievement, placed in the special forces, is also a top-notch existence.

Because this is an automatic rifle, not a sniper rifle, it has no scope, and you can only use your eyes to look at a pinhole as small as a needle to aim at a target that looks the size of your thumb 250 meters away.

On the way, you also have to consider external factors such as wind speed.

Liu Mei put down the gun and looked at Lin Zimei arrogantly.

The result of 48 rings is already the best result in her peak state.

She didn't believe that Lin Zimei could also fight.

"It's okay, just rest assured. There's me in the back. Ye Yun said to Lin Zimei.

Lin Zimei nodded and did not speak.

For Ye Yun's words, she naturally didn't take it to heart.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Zimei picked up the gun.

The students of the third class looked at Lin Zimei nervously.

Ye Yun still looks light.

"Bang!"

The first shot was fired.

"Nine Rings!"

"Bang!"

It's the Nine Rings again!

In the next three shots, Lin Zimei played very steadily, all of them were nine rings.

All combined, 45 rings.

3 rings less than Liu Mei!

Lin Zimei's face was a little ugly, and the students in the third class were also a little disappointed, while Liu Mei and Zhao Li were very happy.

After two rounds, there are a total of 78 rings on the seventh class, and only 69 rings on the third class, a difference of 9 rings!

Lin Zimei stood aside expressionlessly.

Ye Yun leaned his face over and said with a smile: "Don't worry, we can't run ten laps around this shooting range together." After the run, I can also sing "Conquest" to celebrate. I'm singing so well, dear. ”

"Flutter!"

Lin Zimei couldn't help laughing, she didn't expect Ye Yun to have fun and joke at this time.

"Aren't you afraid of losing?" asked Lin Zimei.

"Winning or losing is a common thing. They are not our mortal enemies, so what if they lose. It's like running to exercise your body, what's the big deal. Ye Yun waved his hand.

Lin Zimei stared at Ye Yun quietly, this was the first time she looked at the man in front of her so seriously.

This man is sometimes a hooligan, sometimes serious, sometimes domineering, sometimes optimistic like a child, and sometimes like a shrew.

Why is there so much of this man's character?

"Don't look at people like this, although they are very handsome, but if you look at people like this, people will still be shy. Ye Yun said shyly.

Lin Zimei, who was still very curious about Ye Yun just now, saw Ye Yun's appearance, and couldn't wait to beat Ye Yun on the spot.

Next, it was the boy's turn to play.

The boy glanced at Ye Yun defiantly, and then fell down.

I also have to say that Zhao Li is very decent from lying down to aiming at the gun, obviously, she is also a veteran of shooting!

"Bang bang bang..."

Five shots, 40 rings!

The audience burst into warm applause, of course, these applause were all taken by the students of Class 7.

40 rings, even if you shoot at a distance of 100 meters, few people can hit it.

However, such a student has been out.

The only bit of luck in Lin Zimei's heart also disappeared.

If the students in Class 7 hit 40 rings, then the total score of Class 7 is 118 rings. 49 rings more than the third class!

In other words, unless Ye Yun played 49 rings, he could only draw with the seventh class, and if he played 50 rings, he could win the seventh class.

"Teacher Xia, you lost. Zhao Lide looked at Xia Shanshan with a sly look.

Xia Shanshan's face was very ugly at this time, and she could only look at Ye Yun.

Others don't know Ye Yun's identity, but she knows a little.

Ye Yun was at least a scout, just like his father. Perhaps, he can turn things around?

However, thinking that even Lin Zimei and Liu Mei, the two special forces, couldn't score 50 rings, how could Ye Yun, a scout, do it?

Ye Yun threw a comforting look at him, and then looked at Zhao Li.

"Teacher Zhao, I don't like to hear what you say. I didn't even fight it. How can you say that we lost?" Ye Yun said with a smile.

"Oh, do you think you can hit 49 or 50 rings?" Zhao Li looked at Ye Yun with disdain.

"Not necessarily. Mr. Zhao's IQ is so low that he can make a 40 ring, I am so smart and good-looking, why can't I play 50 rings. Ye Yun said.

"Less is a good word here. I think you should admit defeat, don't wait for all five bullets to fly away, none of them hit the target, when the time comes, I see you step down like this!" Zhao Li sneered.

"Then I'll try to hit a shot so that I don't lose my face so much. Ye Yun said with a smile.