The end result is clear.

Although Lin Mo deliberately made it more difficult, it seemed that this was just a simple warm-up for Rebecca.

Except for the interval when she changed bullets, she shot out a total of nearly six magazines, and without exception, each bullet hit the vital point of the humanoid target.

With such an amazing talent, Lin Mo couldn't think of any other adjectives except terrifying.

Rebecca glanced at Lin Mo contemptuously, blew the non-existent gunpowder smoke from the muzzle of the gun coolly, and laughed arrogantly:

"How?"

"It's awesome." Lin Mo said honestly.

Rebecca frowned slightly when she heard this compliment, although Lin Mo's words sounded like she was praising herself, why did it sound a little wrong?

"Would you like to try it?" She finally pouted and continued to ask.

"You're so strong, didn't I bring shame on myself when I went up?" Lin Mo shook his head and flatly refused.

He is very aware of his talent and expertise, and he has always aimed to stop the Sword Master, and if he uses a sword, he can be regarded as quite accomplished.

But like this kind of "adult, times have changed" technology, because of the existence of intelligent firearms, his marksmanship has always been at a level that is neither high nor low, and it is still passable.

The reason is actually very simple, in the face of firepower firearms, the enemy will hide, will find cover, will implant skin armor, and rely on various means to avoid being damaged by bullets.

The real world is not a game after all, for example, Lin Mo keenly discovered that none of the skills and specialties unlocked on the simulator today are to increase the damage of firearms.

It's not hard to understand that the simulator's skills are a little more realistic than the skills in the game.

Because it only acts on itself.

No matter how powerful a thermal weapon such as a gun or artillery is, it is a foreign object after all, and its power limit is almost fixed, and it cannot be enhanced by the simulator's skill expertise.

For ordinary minions, whether it is a powerful technical firearm with strong penetration or a smart firearm with automatic aim, they can easily kill them.

However, against those difficult elite enemies, the usefulness of guns will inevitably decrease considerably.

But in front of the black unicorn that does nothing, after activating the [Heart Like Water, Moving Like Thunder] specialty, as long as he opens Sianweistan, the sword damage can be increased by 100%, and there are definitely hard objects in the world that can block his sword, but there are definitely not many.

Instead of making up for shortcomings, it is better to take the time to prioritize enhancing your strengths, and Lin Mo's thoughts have always been like this.

In the face of the teenager's refusal, Rebecca's expression visibly collapsed.

Her big eyes narrowed slightly, squinting at Lin Mo, and there was displeasure in her eyes.

"You're boring like this, Xiao Lin Mo."

Obviously, they all came to shoot together, but the boy didn't make a move, just like a shy and shy chick, and he couldn't let Rebecca lift his strength at all.

Seeing Rebecca's dissatisfied look, Lin Mo also laughed at the right time, picked up his two guns and walked to the target table next to him.

"If you want me to make a move, it's not impossible, let's compare."

"You want to compete, how do you compare?" Rebecca's eyes lit up.

"It's all on the range, how can we compare, and in order to add some fun, we might as well add some chips." Lin Mo seemed to have premeditated and said:

"The winner can take something from the loser, and as for what it is, it depends on the mood of the loser."

Rebecca's face suddenly became a little strange, and her eyes scanned the young man in front of her up and down, as if to spy on his thoughts.

This so-called gamble set up by Lin Mo ...... From another point of view, isn't it a disguised gift-giving?

The winner gets the prize, the loser picks the prize, and no matter how you look at it, it's her who has a bigger chance of winning.

Thinking of this, Rebecca couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth slightly, looked at Lin Mo with disgust, and sent out a soul torture:

"You're not trying to give me a pair of smelly socks, are you?"

Lin Mo: ......

Sometimes he really can't keep up with the brain circuits of the girl in front of him.

"It's not certain who wins or loses, you better think about what you want to give your prize." Lin Mo glanced back coldly and silently checked the gun in his hand.

Seeing this defiant face, Rebecca's interest was also aroused, a slightly disdainful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her hands did not stop changing the magazine.

"We'll see."

......

When the first target fell from the ceiling, the guns in both hands exploded at almost the same time.

Teenagers are not so cowardly choosing to use smart firearms.

Now he held only the flaming pistol in both hands, aiming precisely at the target in front of him in a standard tactical shooting position, and then the muzzle of the gun spat flames and bullets out of the chamber.

For the sake of the fairness of the game, he didn't choose to turn on Sianweistan cheating, although Rebecca didn't mind it, and even laughed and encouraged him to use it, but Lin Mo didn't lose face for a game.

However, Kronzikov's passively triggered "pseudo-time-slowing" ability is still there, which is not something he can control.

When he got this trophy in the past, Lin Mo also used it a few times, and he also understood the special features of this gun.

In addition to the special Thermal Burning Bullet, this Uniform can also use regular standard bullets, which vary in power depending on the bullet chosen.

In this target competition, Lin Mo didn't use incendiary bombs, but just took some standard bullets in the shooting range casually.

However, the specially modified pistol, the flame that erupts from the muzzle of the gun every time it fires is still beyond the reach of ordinary firearms.

Compared to the big scene of flames splashing when the teenager shoots, the movement caused by Rebecca's shooting is much smaller.

The technical firearm fires with only a few arcs of electricity flashing at the muzzle, and then the standard metal bullet fires out at a rapid pace, piercing the target with terrifying kinetic energy.

The match between the two also caught the attention of the shopkeeper Wilson, who did not enter the shooting range, but only peeked into the scene through the barbed wire windows on the wall.

The smell of gunpowder diffused from it also surprised him secretly.

"With so many bullets, are their hands made of iron?" The fat boss muttered.

The game between the two continues.

......

As the last target shot out, no targets appeared.

Lin Mo blew the smoke from the muzzle of the gun, although there was still some distance from the muzzle, he could still feel the residual temperature transmitted from the muzzle after a long time of shooting.

He tilted his head and looked at his score recorder with a confident smile on his lips.

Sure enough.

88：95

He lost.

Lin Mo was not surprised by this result, and it was also expected by him.

"I've lost, please tell me what you want from me, Miss Rebecca." Lin Mo put the gun on the table very recklessly.

Seeing that the teenager did not look depressed after losing the game at all, Rebecca sighed silently, and there was no joy in her heart after the victory.

She looked at the items on Lin Mo's body and asked casually, "Didn't you say that the loser would choose the prize?" Why are you asking me again? ”

"In Falco's words, lady courtesy is a gentleman's virtue, and I am not a gentleman, but it will not be good to ask casually." Lin Mo smiled: "As for what to send, isn't it up to me to decide?" ”

The corners of Rebecca's mouth twitched, feeling tired, and casually pointed to the fiery red unified pistol on the table, and shouted:

"I want this gun, will you give it?"

Lin Mo thought for a while, and quickly replied:

"Yes."

This unified pistol, which was scraped from the trophies, is in a sense quite collectible, after all, the flame paint applied to the body of the gun is very handsome.

But in fact, this gun does not feel as good as other smart firearms, and there is no problem with giving it to Rebecca.

Taking the flaming pistol from Lin Mo's hand, Rebecca smiled slyly, and suddenly took another Omaha from her table and handed it to Lin Mo.

"Huh?" Lin Mo's face was puzzled.

"Well, I'm also your senior, I received Xiao Lin Mo's things, so I won't take it for nothing, I'll give you this gun, you have to take good care of it." Rebecca said with a smile.

Lin Mo frowned slightly, still puzzled: "But I was punished after losing the game, how can I say that it was for nothing." ”

"There's no way you're going to just play this game, are you?" Rebecca asked rhetorically.

"If you want to keep playing, that's fine." Lin Mo nodded.

"That's not it." Rebecca smiled slyly, reached out and patted Lin Mo's back again, and said in a soft tone:

"Because of the next game, I will lose to you, Kobayashi Mo~"