Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Immortals Fight (Ask for Follow-up)
"Okay, Company Commander Wu is really domineering, the 50-meter target is really not interesting, so let me have a good time, and see what results the 150-meter target can hit."
Unlike everyone who gasped and looked at Wu Qianli in surprise, Zhang Taofang showed an excited look, and there was a hint of admiration in her eyes when she looked at Wu Qianli.
But more than that, it was the burning fighting intent in his heart that made his whole body energetic, he had not met someone as crazy as himself for too long.
"Brother Yu, I heard it right, my brother said that he wanted to play 150 meters, this is ...... Will this work? ”
Wu Wanli also shook his head with some worry, looked at Yu Congrong and said.
Of course, he believed in Wu Qianli's shooting accuracy, but Zhang Taofang had just hit ten rings and had a remarkable record.
Wu Qianli has to get another hundred and fifty meters at this time, if he hits accurately, he will also hit ten rings, but how can the ten rings at this distance be so easy, if he doesn't play well, compared with the two, Wu Qianli will become a joke.
"His grandmother's, whether the company commander can fight or not, and how good the fight is, I don't know, but I feel like a thief is excited to listen to it."
"It doesn't matter if it wins or loses, I believe in our company commander first, anyway, the outrageous thing he did is not bad."
Yu Congrong didn't expect Wu Qianli to challenge one hundred and fifty meters, so he immediately sat up and watched this marksmanship show seriously.
"Hahaha, Commander Wu is really heroic, then please."
Zhang Li looked at Wu Qianli with a smile, although he didn't believe it in his heart, but it was not good to brush Wu Qianli's face in front of so many people, so he simply let Wu Qianli go directly to the gun, whether it was a mule or a horse, pull it out for a walk.
So under the instruction of Zhang Li's eyes, several soldiers immediately moved the target to a distance.
Just a moment later, after all the targets were set up, Pinghe, who had been observing carefully, had a fixed look in his eyes and noticed that something was wrong.
"Company commander, Zhang Li, they seem to have cheated, the target is definitely not 150 meters, but almost 200 meters."
Pinghe pretended to pick up the Mosin Nagant rifle and handed it to Wu Qianli, but in fact, it was to get close to Wu Qianli's ears and quietly remind him of it.
Hearing this, Wu Qianli also glanced at Zhang Li, but saw that Zhang Li was indeed a little weak-hearted and turned his face to the side.
However, Wu Qianli did not pursue it, but the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a smile.
"What's the use of a few tens of meters?"
Wu Qianli said silently in his heart, raised the gun in his hand, and shot at a target in the distance.
"Bang-"
The hot bullet swirled, piercing through the bitter cold wind and fine snow, and hit the center of the bull's-eye with a slight touch sound, of course, because it was too far away, most people did not hear it.
"Bang-"
After firing a shot, Wu Qianli didn't stop at all, immediately turned the head of the gun, held his breath and concentrated, and completed the aim again in only one second, and another hot bullet came out of his chamber, like a sharp arrow that came out of the string, leaping towards the distance.
"I don't know how this kid's marksmanship is, but how does it look like a wild monk when he fights."
Zhang Li looked at Wu Qianli's movements, and suddenly felt that it was different from the standards and rigor in the barracks.
Of course, what he didn't know was that Wu Qianli's appearance was actually due to the casual shooting, and it was not a wild way.
"Bang-"
Wu Qianli was like an emotionless robot, and he pulled the trigger again with an expressionless face, and with a slight vibration, the bullet immediately came out of his chamber.
"Good!"
Zhang Taofang looked at Wu Qianli's shooting, and roughly calculated in his heart that according to the trajectory and deflection of the bullets, he could preliminarily judge that even if these shots did not hit the bull's-eye, at least they would not deviate too much.
And he can also see that this is about two hundred meters, and Wu Qianli still has such a crosshair, not only is he not anxious, but he is a little happy, it seems that this time he finally met his opponent.
However, just as Wu Qianli raised his rifle and was about to fire the next shot, a cold wind mixed with layers of snow particles suddenly hit.
Although the wind was cold, the wind speed was not particularly strong, but it blew on everyone's faces, and everyone felt a little force.
The impact of this situation on the deflection of the bullet is absolutely fatal, especially at a long distance of 200 meters, once it deviates even the slightest, it is probably a result of missing the target.
"Company Commander Wu, do you want to take a rest first, otherwise I'm afraid that it will spread out, and this situation will seem unfair."
Zhang Li smiled, feeling the cold wind blowing, he didn't want to go too far, he had already taken the target away, in this case, it was better to pretend first.
"No need, just fight like this."
Wu Qianli immediately waved his hand and rejected Zhang Li's suggestion, but he silently took out a small piece of rag and tied it directly to the gun.
Immediately he raised the muzzle of the gun, the cloth on the gun kept swaying with the wind, Wu Qianli looked at the degree of swing of the cloth, calculated the size of the wind in his heart, and looked at the target in the distance, looking for an opportunity.
"This company commander should look like an expert, and when the time comes, whether I win or lose, I will visit him and have a good exchange with him."
Zhang Taofang looked at Wu Qianli's actions, nodded silently in her heart, and made a decision.
"Bang-"
As Wu Qianli calmly pulled the trigger, a flash of fire appeared at the muzzle of Mosinagan's gun, slightly reflecting the light snow falling around him.
In this little wind and snow, the bullets fired from the muzzle made a loud sound, and they all became slightly dull.
"Bang-"
"Bang-"
“……”
Wu Qianli shot the last few bullets firmly, then gently blew away the white smoke from the muzzle, looked at the target reporter in the distance, and silently waited for the result.
"It's not windy in the morning, it's not windy in the morning, why is it blowing at this time, t-"
Yu Congrong scolded and pushed a mouthful of phlegm into the snow, he felt unfair for Wu Qianli, but he was more concerned about Wu Qianli's shooting record.
Wu Wanli also frowned and sighed, but he looked at Pinghe with a little doubt, seeing that he was not nervous, and even saw a relaxed expression on his face, could it be ......
"First shot, Ten Rings!"
"Second shot, Ten Rings!"
“……”
"Tenth shot, ten rings!"
With the announcement of the blaster, Zhang Li's mouth opened wide and was about to swallow two eggs.
He never thought that he had deliberately moved a few tens of meters more, and he had reached a distance of almost two hundred meters.
Coupled with the fact that the cold wind is blowing and the bullet may deviate at any time, Wu Qianli can still make such a quasi-letter.
At this moment, his heart gradually transformed from his previous desire to find the field into a trace of convincing.
"Company Commander Wu really has outstanding marksmanship, this time he will ......"
"Wait! I admire the marksmanship of Company Commander Wu, but this competition is not over yet! ”
But when he sighed and was about to admit defeat, he saw Zhang Taofang, who was full of battle intent in his eyes, and stood up and said first.