Chapter 312: Eagle Eye

"Than marksmanship?" Xiao Yu was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart, is this still worth comparing? You're at an advanced level, I'm a beginner, and the difference is too far, right?

Seeing that Xiao Yu didn't speak, Qu Feng narrowed his eyes and said, "What?" Don't dare? ”

Xiao Yu felt that although this Qu Feng was a little unsociable, he was not bad, but this provocative look was really unbearable, and he was stimulated by his words, his brain was hot, and he blurted out, "Compare it, what are you betting on?" ”

"Bet on next week's target shots, and whoever loses will give five bullets to the winning side! I don't take advantage of you, I can give you ten rings in the total number of rings! ”

"Good! I bet with you! ”

Xiao Yu thought to himself, although he is a beginner, but his physical fitness is much better than Qu Feng, both in terms of eyesight and control of body functions, he is far beyond the other party, if the total number of target rings exceeds the other party, Xiao Yu does not dare to say, but under the premise that the other party gives up ten rings, he can't win, then it is a matter of his own ability.

"Target shooting begins!" Cui Dayong's voice came from behind.

Cui Dayong's voice just fell, "Bang! With a bang, Peng Ziqi's gunfire on the other side of Xiaoyu rang out.

Xiao Yu was curious, this kid has always been a backward element, why is he so happy this time?

"I said Instructor Cui, can you be quieter when you start next time? I was so scared that I let out a fart, and with a shake of my hand, I pulled the trigger directly! Peng Ziqi turned around and complained dissatisfiedly.

Cui Dayong directly ignored his words, but those girls giggled non-stop, especially the chubby Xu Xinru, who was lying on Zhu Jiajia's body, almost paralyzed from laughter.

Seeing this situation, Peng Ziqi smiled and turned back again, his purpose was to make Xu Xinru happy, and the task was successfully completed!

Looking at this living treasure, Xiao Yu really couldn't cry or laugh, turned his head, and put all his attention on the target in the distance.

The breathing gradually became undetectable, the rifle was held firmly in his hand, if he wanted, he could completely stop breathing, and rely on internal breath to supply the body's needs, which was also one of the reasons why Xiao Yu dared to accept Qu Feng's bet.

Looking at the small target a hundred meters away, Xiao Yu's heart moved, and he divided two traces of 'Heaven and Earth Decision' internal force into his eyes, and two white rays flashed in his eyes, laying a transparent film on the outer layer of the eyeball.

Suddenly, the distant scene seemed to be much clearer, as if there was a high-powered scope in front of his eyes, and he could even see the red bull's-eye.

"Hint, comprehend the new skill - Eagle Eye, Level: Beginner, Three times magnification! Requirements: Consume 5 internal forces per second! ”

"It's now!" Xiao Yu slammed the trigger.

'Bang' a crisp gunshot, the bullet flew forward rapidly under the impetus of gunpowder kinetic energy, Xiao Yu's eyes flashed, and the target in the distance seemed to be magnified a few points.

"Hey, it's a pity, there's only five rings!"

There is no need for the target reporter to report the target, he has already seen his results, Xiao Yu sighed in his heart, he knew that he had made a big mistake just now, Instructor Cui explained the essentials of shooting, he clearly said very clearly, when pulling the trigger, you should press it slowly, your own movements are too hard, if you can pull the trigger gently, the results should be better.

However, in addition to the disappointment, there is also a surprise, the new skill of 'Eagle Eye' is so useful, it is like carrying a pair of military scopes, but unfortunately, the current level is still beginner, and it can only be magnified by three times, if it can be magnified by thirty times......

Xiao Yu shook his head and gave up his unrealistic fantasies.

Cui Dayong held a radio telegraph in his hand, listening to the number of targets reported by the target reporter in front of him.

The boys' grades are generally much better than the girls', at least most of them are on target, and the good grades even reach more than seven rings, and the most surprising thing for Cui Dayong is Qu Feng, whose rings have reached nine rings.

After hearing Cui Dayong report Qu Feng's target number, the classmates all looked at him with surprised eyes, and Xiao Yu was even more slightly heartbroken, he was overtaken by the other party in the first round, and the gap was too big.

Qu Feng looked indifferent, squeezed his eyes at Xiao Yu and said, "Good fight!" ”

Xiao Yu smiled bitterly, didn't look over, and took a serious aim.

This time, he aimed more carefully than the first shot, and his breathing was very well controlled, but when he pulled the trigger, his mind kept thinking about slowly pressing and releasing gently, but he didn't notice that the front sight had deviated slightly from the bull's-eye, and after the first shot was fired, he woke up, but it was too late.

Even so, the results of the second shot were much better, and he actually scored seven rings, which was two rings better than the first shot.

However, Qu Feng's results are still very stable, and he is a nine-ring.

After two rounds, it has surpassed Xiaoyu Sixth Ring.

However, at this time, Xiao Yu began to have confidence in himself, and he believed that his results in the next round would definitely be better!

The third round of target shooting begins.

Qu Feng still played nine rings, but Xiaoyu's results were better, playing eight rings, only one ring less than Qu Feng.

This made Qu Feng have to look at Xiao Yu differently, it was the first time he had seen someone who could improve so fast, it was not uncommon for novices to get good results in target shooting, and blind cats could still meet dead mice, but Xiao Yu's progress was progressive, which showed that his results in these three shots were not luck.

Now, although he surpasses Xiaoyu in the total number of rings, he only has two bullets left, and it seems that he may not be able to win if he is not serious.

A light breeze blew, raising some dust and sand on the shooting range, and the target in the distance suddenly became blurry, Qu Feng's eyes lit up, this was an opportunity.

Sure enough, Xiao Yu was affected by the wind and sand, and only hit six rings in the fourth round of target shooting, while Qu Feng was still a nine ring, which exceeded Xiao Yu's three rings.

It took him a long time to find out the technique of accurate shooting in different climatic conditions.

In the first four rounds of competition, Qu Feng surpassed Xiaoyu's ten rings, and he couldn't help but be determined. As long as he overtakes Xiao Yu in the last round of shooting, he wins.

At this moment, Cui Dayong and those girls' eyes were focused on Xiao Yu and Qu Feng, and they also saw some doorways, there seemed to be a game going on between these two people, Qu Feng's results in each nine rings were certainly surprising to everyone, but Xiao Yu's progress was also really there.

You must know that due to the interference of the breeze just now, most of the boys missed the target, but Xiaoyu was still able to hit the six rings, which really surprised everyone.

"Zhang Xiaoyu, this is the last bullet, your five bullets next week are mine!" Qu Feng is in a very relaxed mood, he has grown up since he was a child, due to his family background, he is extremely confident, no matter any competition or exam, he has never failed, after arriving at the university, looking at the entire bioengineering department, in his opinion, only Xiaoyu can barely become his opponent, so, defeating Xiaoyu is his first goal in college.

Bet with Xiaoyu, he is not for the five bullets, since he was a child, he has fought more than 9,000 bullets if not 10,000 rounds, how can he care about this? He just wanted to frustrate Xiao Yu's spirit in front of the whole department, and let him know that there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people, and he Qu Feng is the best.

In the face of Qu Feng's provocation again, Xiao Yu did not answer, his mind repeated the shooting essentials taught by Instructor Cui over and over again, and his mind was all focused on the target in the distance.

By this time, the disturbing breeze had passed, and the visibility of the range had improved again.

When Instructor Cui gave an order, a series of gunshots rang out, and the students all pulled the trigger one after another, although the live ammunition shooting was very exciting, but the 56 rifle was like thunder, and the recoil was very large, many people's shoulders were smashed to pain, and they couldn't wait to finish the gun as soon as possible.

Qu Feng shot the last bullet without any burden, although the target reporter has not yet reported the target, but with the feeling when shooting just now, he knows that the results this time should not be bad, although there are some small regrets, there is no best score of ten rings within five shots, but this is already very good, after all, the Type 56 rifle is a firearm that has been eliminated, not a firearm that he is used to practicing usually, the vibration is too large when shooting, and the accuracy is also poor.

looked at Xiao Yu and found that he hadn't shot yet, and couldn't help but laugh in his heart, what's the use of aiming for a long time? Sharpshooters are not trained with a few bullets.

Just when all the classmates finished shooting, Xiao Yu pulled the trigger, and after a crisp gunshot, Qu Feng's eyes couldn't help but widen.

According to his experience, Xiao Yu's shot just now should have a very good result, and he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in his heart, and secretly regretted that the shot just now was really a little careless, "Li Ke 5 rings!" ”

"Liu Chen's 6 rings!"

"**4 rings!"

At this time, Instructor Cui had already started to report the target according to the joy provided by the target reporter in front.

"Qu Feng 9 Rings!"

Hearing Instructor Cui report 9 rings, Qu Feng's heart suddenly relaxed, his level was there, although this shot was not as serious as the previous shots, but it also shot out of the 9 rings, and he should have won.

"Zhang Xiaoyu ......"

When he read Xiaoyu's name, Instructor Cui was stunned, lowered his head and whispered a few words to the walkie-talkie, as if to confirm something, only to hear the loud voice of the target reporter from the walkie-talkie, "Yes, I read it right, it's 10 rings!" ”

"What??!!! 10 rings? ”

Several classmates around who heard this voice were stunned, could it be that Xiaoyu actually hit 10 rings?

Cui Dayong glanced at Xiaoyu deeply, nodded, glanced at the classmates around him, and said loudly, "Zhang Xiaoyu, 10 rings!" ”

At this time, all the students in the department heard this result and immediately burst into warm applause.

"Zhang Xiaoyu, good job!"

"Oh my God, 10 rings!"

"Brother Yu, you are awesome!"

……

The words of praise came like a tide, and Xiao Yu was immediately embarrassed, he didn't expect that the last shot would actually hit such a good result.

Qu Feng walked up to Xiao Yu, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Zhang Xiaoyu, it's good, I lost this bet, and I will let you fight with five bullets next week!" ”

Although the unexpected loss to Xiao Yu made Qu Feng unable to get off the stage, after all, he gave up the results of ten rings in advance, and he scored nine rings in his guns and guns, and his performance was extremely stable, and his skills were much deeper than Xiao Yu, so it was not a shame, as for five more bullets and five fewer bullets, it was not a matter at all for him.

Xiao Yu raised his eyebrows, and said with a slight smile, "Qu Feng, these five bullets will still be for you to fight next week, and besides, I don't need you to let me, let's have a fair competition, how about it?" ”

"Oh? Fair competition? Qu Feng was stunned, what? Could it be that this Zhang Xiaoyu thinks that he can still win himself without giving in one ring?

"Hmm!" Xiao Yu nodded seriously.

"Good! Zhang Xiaoyu, I look forward to your performance! ”

Qu Feng laughed, stretched out his hand, and struck Xiao Yu's palm three times in a row.

The eyes of the two young men looked at each other, and their eyes showed a strong sense of war.