Double shooting?

What the hell is this?

Not only Sunan was stunned for a moment, but even the other official members of the Blood Wolf were a little puzzled, what does it mean to shoot in tandem? The coach shoots with the students...... After all, the coach is just a foil, and they don't participate in the selection, so the rules of the competition are meaningless, right?

But these guys just dare to think about it in their hearts, and they don't dare to make any moves at all on the surface, not even eye contact, this is the discipline of the blood wolf.

Song Feng heard this rule, his face was overjoyed, Hang Yingcai's shooting, in fact, is very ordinary, although he can barely reach the standard, but if he makes a mistake, it is estimated that he will be defeated by Chen Shiman, he is different, he is a professional shooting background, for this project, he is the most confident!

Also happy was Chen Shiman, who quietly glanced at Sunan, with a hint of joy in his eyes.

Mao Xiaotian glanced at Sunan meaningfully, and then lightly announced the rules of the game.

"Twenty rounds of ammunition in each group, freely distributed, fired at the same time, with a perfect score of 200 rings. ”

The rules are still simple and crude, and once they are announced, they can start directly.

Sunan looked at the twenty bullets in his hand, smiled slightly, and handed one to Chen Shiman.

"Huh, one......"

Chen Shiman is not unwilling, after all, Sunan is a master in this regard, so a good bullet is put in the magazine, standing upright, splitting legs front and back, holding the gun, and aiming.

That night's gun training was not practiced in vain, Chen Shiman aimed very casually, and when he was about to shoot, Sunan said softly.

"Little Manman, the winner or loser of the game depends on your shot. ”

"Huh?"

Chen Shiman was stunned for a moment, she only had one bullet in her hand, why did she rely on her to win or lose the game?

This......

Sunan didn't put too much pressure on her, just said lightly.

"You'd better get the highest score on this shot, don't be nervous, but take it seriously. ”

Seeing Chen Shiman's relaxed appearance just now, of course Sunan couldn't let her shoot directly, otherwise it would be fucked up if she hit a seven-ring and eight-ring shot, just let her play at a normal level under this kind of light pressure.

Chen Shiman took a deep breath, since Sunan said so, it seems that he may be chasing a perfect score.

After all, according to the rules, two people must participate, so Chen Shiman has to shoot at least once, and the nineteen bullets in southern Jiangsu are likely to hit one hundred and ninety rings, so whether or not they can get a full score depends on Chen Shiman's shot!

Recalling the teaching of southern Sunan, Chen Shiman held her breath, her breath sank into the dantian, three points and one line, and the center of the target gradually dilated in her pupils......

Bang!

Concentrate on one shot!

Chen Shiman was very confident in his heart, and glanced at the target paper with a telescope, with a happy smile on his face.

"Ten Rings!"

Sunan wasn't too surprised, after all, this was Chen Shiman's normal level, so he just smiled faintly and said softly.

"Not bad. ”

Seeing that Chen Shiman actually hit the ten rings, Hang Yingcai was of course not convinced, according to the same routine, of course, Hang Yingcai only had one bullet, holding a gun, shooting.

Bang!

Nine Rings ......

One point short!

Hang Yingcai's face became a little ugly, but he didn't expect that he only played nine rings, although it was also his usual normal level, but ...... One point short, a little unwilling.

However, Song Feng didn't feel anything, just a difference of one point, it could still be made up, he had nineteen bullets in his hand, according to the normal level, Song Feng was confident that he could score a full score, as for Sunan...... Hehe, can he get a full score? If he can get a full score, Song Feng will commit suicide by swallowing a gun!

After each of them fired a shot, it was the turn of the coaches to compete, and they still couldn't understand why the selection of cadets ended up being a coach's competition.

Song Feng sneered, his movements were very fast, and he aimed his gun.

At the same time, Sunan also made the same move, but Sunan's actions made everyone confused.

Although the standard of action of the end gun is impeccable, it ...... It's not the right direction!

Big brother, that's someone else's target, right?

Are you kidding us?

Chen Shiman was also stunned, looked at Sunan very puzzled, and reminded in a low voice.

"Hey, that's Hang Yingcai's target......"

"Shh

Sunan still didn't move, his eyes staring at the front, concentrating......

Everyone can't understand that Sunan is going to admit defeat?

However, before the thoughts in my heart were spoken, I was instantly slapped in the face.

Bang!

Song Feng concentrated on the target in front of him, and didn't notice any movement in Sunan, and he didn't even notice that his gunfire rang out at the same time as Sunan's gunshot.

After Song Feng pulled the trigger, a smile instantly appeared on his face, because he was confident that this shot should be ten rings.

When Song Feng checked the results from the binoculars, his face changed slightly.

Zero?

What's going on!

Song Feng's eyes widened and he observed carefully for a long time, but he still didn't find any bullet holes, it was really off target......

"Captain, I have a problem!"

Song Feng reported the situation to Mao Xiaotian, his face was full of unconvinced, he even felt that someone here was cheating, would anyone know Sunan and then give him the back door?

"I obviously played very well just now, even if it's not ten rings, at least nine rings, there must be a problem!"

Mao Xiaotian looked at Song Feng's indignant look, smiled faintly, took a tablet and put it in front of Song Feng, and said lightly.

"Look. ”

The screen clearly shows the trajectory of the shot just now, when Song Feng shoots, Sunan shoots at the same time, Sunan's bullets ...... actually hit Song Feng's bullet!

So off target!

Grass!

That's!

Song Feng almost dropped the computer, is this filming a science fiction movie? How can anyone shoot at such a level? It is very difficult to shoot at moving objects, let alone a target as high speed and small as a bullet!

Luck, it must be luck, this guy can't have this level, even a world shooting champion won't have such an ability!

However, Song Feng will not understand, shooting champions is just to win the championship, and Sunan practices marksmanship in order to survive and defend the country.

Song Feng took a deep breath and walked back slowly, and after Sunan fired a shot, he turned around and said very impatiently.

"Can you hurry up, I'll wait for you!"

Grass!

Song Feng really wants to scold at this time, Nima, are you really waiting for me?

Is that sure it wasn't intentional?

Song Feng walked back with a blushing face, aiming again, this time he clearly saw Sunan aiming at his target, and he was instantly furious.

"You're so sick, you have your own target, you don't hit it, what are you doing hitting me!"

Sunan cut and said very casually.

"I'm willing, can you handle it?"