Chapter 20: Slap in the face

Seeing that this old man and young man joined forces to "deceive" himself, Minister Zhao waved his hand: "Don't come to this set, since it is the soldiers brought out by your old seedlings, there must be something worth talking about." ”

Minister Zhao had a posture of not seeing a rabbit and not scattering an eagle, Chen Lin was a little helpless, he looked at Miao Lian, but saw that Miao Lian's depressed face was not much better than him.

In the end, Miao Lian waved his hand in embarrassment: "Go, go, show your hands to the chief." ”

Miao Lian came to Chen Lin's side and whispered, "You kid, do your best, don't expect you to surpass that high school team, but at least don't embarrass me!" ”

Chen Lin smiled: "Yes!" Miao Lian, don't worry."

Taking the sniper rifle from the soldier next to him, Chen Lin carefully adjusted it, and the dog-headed old Gao stared at Chen Lin on the side, he wanted to see how powerful this squad leader who was worshiped by the recruits was.

[Ding, the mission is released, the dog-headed old man comes to the night tiger to scout and even stink, please select the mission option. 】

[A, a rifle butt smashed the dog's head Lao Gao, what are you, and you deserve to be called by my reconnaissance company?!] Reward: 300 points]

[B, point a gun at Lao Gao's ass, I think you want to pine chrysanthemums! Reward: 300 points]

[C, come to a more pretending to be a sassy operation, and kill the dog's head in seconds. Reward: 200 points]

Seeing the options, Chen Lin secretly glanced at the dog-headed old man.

His eyes were staring at him, and it was definitely unrealistic to think about it.

As for knocking him out with the butt of a gun?

Forget it, I still have a big punishment on my back, and if I commit another crime, I will definitely have to pack my bags and get out.

"Pick C! Isn't it just pretending, Lao Tzu has already prepared! ”

"Chen Lin! Why are you in a daze, sincerely let the chief see if we are a joke in the reconnaissance company! ”

Miao Lian's angry scolding quickly pulled Chen Lin's thoughts back from the system.

He scratched his head with a smile and pretended: "Tsk, oops, what can I do, the food of our reconnaissance company is not as good as that of the special forces, I don't see meat for breakfast, I don't need to pick my teeth, I don't take a toothpick." ”

Scold!

Everyone present was happy, this yin was a satire on the previous behavior of this special forces high school team was too contrived.

The dog's eyelids jumped, and he took out another toothpick from his pocket: "Here, I have more." ”

"Yo, I'm so embarrassed, I have to take a toothpick if I can't eat meat." Chen Lin didn't take the toothpick, but looked at everyone, and finally fell on Xu Hao.

"Xu Hao!"

"Here!"

"Come here!"

was named, Xu Hao ran over inexplicably: "Squad leader, I didn't eat meat in the morning, I didn't have a toothpick." ”

"Who told you about toothpicks?"

Chen Lin squatted down as he spoke, and picked up Xu Haojun's trousers.

"Ouch!"

Suddenly, this iron-clad Northeast man bared his teeth like a girl:

"Squad leader! Why are you pulling my leg hair! ”

"The whole company belongs to your hair, take one and use it, you see your stinginess!"

Everyone was amused by this scene and laughed out loud.

Miao Lian looked at this farce with a black face: "Chen Lin! Have you made enough trouble! ”

"Report to the company commander, enough trouble! Here we go! ”

Minister Zhao comforted Miao Lian and said happily: "Hey, it's okay, it's okay, isn't this interesting, see how he plays!" ”

Chen Lin picked up the sniper rifle and handed the leg hair in his hand to Xu Hao: "Go, put it at a position of two hundred meters, and make sure to make him straight!" ”

"Yes!" Xu Hao immediately turned his finger at Chen Lin's meaning, and immediately ran towards the shooting range with his leg hair.

"Yo, this is going to give me a dismount, I shoot a toothpick, you shoot leg hair?" The high school team felt interesting and looked at Chen Lin with their hands folded.

If this can even hit the leg hair, it is really comparable to what he has, but I'm afraid that this person is just a fake trick.

Xu Hao tinkered with it in the distance for a long time, and finally arranged his leg hair, and he waved his hand at Chen Lin.

Chen Lin did not rush to pick up the rifle, but groped in his arms.

"Want a stopwatch? Don't look for it, my lend you! The high school team took out their timer and handed it to Chen Lin.

But Chen Lin didn't answer, and he wouldn't repeat the same routine.

I saw Chen Lin take out a small mirror from his arms and fix it beside him.

"Lao Miao, what does this mean? You still have to look in the mirror before shooting, and that's what you taught? Minister Zhao was confused by Chen Lin's hand, thinking that the current sharpshooters are really better at playing than one another.

"How can I be, my old Miao is not a person who carries a mirror with him!"

Just when everyone thought that Chen Lin was ready, they saw him lying on the ground with his back to the target, holding the sniper rifle on his shoulder.

After adjusting his breathing, he glanced at the small mirror beside him and suddenly pulled the trigger.

Bang!

Bullets whizzed out.

The target reporter took the telescope and shouted excitedly:

"Hit! Hit! One shot hits! ”

Hearing the shouts of the target reporter, Minister Zhao hurriedly raised the telescope to reconfirm, and under his high-powered telescope, he clearly saw that the leg hair caught by several broken bricks was gone.

"Beautiful! It's the first time I've seen someone with such amazing marksmanship! This is simply not something that normal humans can do! ”

There was a dead silence around, and the birds who were shocked by Chen Lin's trick were silent.

Compared to this, Lao Gao's 2.8-second ejection toothpick is simply the behavior of the younger brother.

In the end, it was still a row of people who took the lead in applauding and cheering for Chen Lin, and the other soldiers of the reconnaissance company reacted and gave their applause.

Chen Lin looked serious, without the slightest look of pride, and this move made another wave of goodwill in Minister Zhao's heart.

But in fact, Chen Lin was staring at the system panel worried.

"It's strange, Yin Yin has already slapped Lao Gao's face, why hasn't the task been completed yet?"

In the past, after he slapped his face, the system would settle the points immediately.

"The system is down? Or is your style not fancy enough? I knew that the distance was a little farther away just now. ”

"The dog's head old high shooting toothpick is 200 meters, and my entire 400 meters shooting leg hair is not even better!"

Shooting Mastery Lv3: The host can shoot 1/3 of the effective range of any firearm, and achieve 100 shots.

With this plug-in, as long as he is still within the range of shooting proficient skills, Chen Lin will have no problem even if he sticks his leg hair on Lao Gao's head and shoots!

On the side, the dog-headed Lao Gao was dumbfounded, his face was red and blue, and he noticed that next to Minister Zhao, Lao Miao was glaring at him, asking him to think of a way to deal with the situation.

Miao Lian originally set up a stage for the high school team to sing a play, stimulating everyone's passion to become special forces, and at the same time providing impetus for the next military exercises.

The result is good, and the special forces have become a joke in the eyes of everyone!