It's game on!

The man with Beretta 87 was the first to shoot, he held the handle of the gun with both hands, pulled the trigger with the index finger of his right hand, the pistol shook slightly in the palm of his hand, and with each shot, the muzzle of the gun was slightly raised.

Fortunately, the man has a lot of experience in shooting, and quickly adjusts his breathing, so that the muzzle shake amplitude is minimized.

After ten bullets were fired, Yang Chongyang checked the number of targets through the electronic display screen.

"Seven shots with ten rings, two rounds with nine rings, one shot with eight rings."

"Wei Dongyu's score is 96 rings!"

Suddenly!

The members who were watching the excitement around gasped in unison.

95 rings, that's not low!

Even if you are an Olympic champion, if you want to achieve such a result in a competition, it depends on luck.

Everyone is an ordinary person, and there are not enough bullets to feed the sharpshooters.

Even the man who scored this result didn't expect that he could hit such a high number of targets.

He smiled smugly, and then looked at Zhang Wenliu who was in the target next door.

Yun Shuqian's hands were folded, and his already white little hands were bloodless.

She prayed in her heart: "Bless the six sons to win!" ”

But only she knows that this possibility is very small, let alone the good result of the other party's 95 rings.

It's like two people taking an exam, one person scores 95 points, and the other person has a high probability of not getting this score even if his academic performance is good, but the results do not come out.

Not to mention that Zhang Wenliu still belongs to the ranks of poor students in her heart.

Zhang Meishu hugged her arms and snorted coldly, she wanted to say a few sarcastic words, but looking at this posture, she didn't need it at all.

"I said, you better quickly admit defeat and apologize, don't waste everyone's time."

If you have something to say, it's not Zhang Meishu's style.

This is the same as the truth of not letting go of farts, suffocating uncomfortable.

Zhang Wenliu ignored the other party's cynicism, pulled out his gun in his hand, and pressed the bullet into the magazine unhurriedly.

One, two, three......

He moves awkwardly, like a novice who has never touched a firearm.

When the onlookers saw it, they shook their heads, and a forty-year-old brother smiled: "Brother, the bullet is not like this." ”

The buddy next to him chimed in: "Then how should I pretend?" ”

The forty-year-old eldest brother continued: "One word, waist and horse are one. ”

"What is the unity of waist and horse?"

"Don't talk nonsense, the bullet is loaded, see if he can hit the target." Seeing that Zhang Wenliu had finished loading all ten bullets, he pushed with his left hand and stuffed the magazine into the magazine.

There was a crisp snap, and the magazine and the handle of the gun became one.

The 92 pistol has a disadvantage, due to the design of the tenon, it is necessary to pat the magazine hard to stabilize when loading, otherwise it is easy to fall the magazine.

Zhang Wenliu took a deep breath.

I did this to calm the excitement in my heart.

This was his first shot in the real world, and even with his skills, it still felt incredible.

Can the skills acquired in the mission world be applied in the real world?

His eyes froze, and the momentum of the whole person changed instantly, his right arm quickly raised the gun, and when everyone did not react, the index finger of his right hand quickly pulled the trigger.

Bang Bang Bang –

The gunfire broke out almost instantaneously, and a QSZ92 semi-automatic pistol was actually fired by him with the effect of a fully automatic weapon.

The sound of gunfire is like raindrops, crackling, endless!

Zhang Meishu snorted coldly: "What are you fighting for, do you really think of yourself as James Bond?" With a gun in one hand, and shooting so fast, I can get a shot on target, I'll give him a full set of care tonight! ”

No other member had ever seen such marksmanship.

They are not novices in shooting, and they understand that although the recoil of a pistol is not as great as that of a rifle, it is not something that can be fired casually with one hand.

In order to be handsome, some novices shoot with a gun in one hand and are injured in the face by recoil.

Unless it is a veteran like Yang Chongyang, or someone who is confident enough in his strength, he will choose to shoot with a single-handed gun.

Even so, a single-handed shot is not as good a hit rate as a two-handed gun.

Zhang Wenliu was like a sharp sword unsheathed, and his whole body did not move at all, even the right hand holding the gun did not move at all.

This made Yang Chongyang, who was closest to him, his eyes wide, full of disbelief.

As a former marksman, he understands that the qualities that a good shooter needs to have are good psychological quality and strong physical quality, both of which are indispensable.

When Zhang Wenliu shot, he completely entered a state of selflessness.

Everything around him has nothing to do with him, his body is strong enough to fire with a gun in one hand without shaking!

This is an action that he was able to do when he was at his peak.

Although he didn't look at the target, he knew that Zhang Wenliu won this game!

This Nima is a full-level boss who broke into the novice village, if he wants to break his wrist with him, he will probably have to dream back ten years ago!

Zhang Wenliu's marksmanship is very fast, it only took 5 seconds to empty all the bullets in the gun, which can be called a real man in five seconds!

The gunfire stopped.

Zhang Meishu's voice rang out: "What, isn't this just nonsense?" If it's this level, it's better to let me go just now, and I can win if I play. ”

The onlookers on the side also sighed, thinking that they could see a wonderful duel that was evenly matched, but they didn't expect Zhang Wenliu to take it so seriously.

The man walked up to Zhang Wenliu and said condescendingly: "Is it over?" Keep your promise. ”

"What agreement?" Zhang Wenliu took off his earmuffs and asked calmly.

Zhang Meishu rolled her eyes, "What, do you want to admit what you said?" Don't go, let's be a witness, this person just said that whoever has the most rings in the target will win. ”

"If they lose, they have to apologize to us, and they have to pay until we are satisfied."

"Now they lost the first game, and the rest don't have to be compared, if they say it, they spill the water, so many people are watching."

As soon as these words came out, the onlookers also pointed at Zhang Wenliu.

"Young man, if you come out to mix, you must admit your mistakes, and you must stand up when you are beaten."

"Yes, we all heard it just now, it's really like this, of course, you can also turn your face and deny it, but we will jointly tell the owner of the shooting gallery that if you don't apologize, we will quit collectively."

People who can come here to play, both men and women, have money and power.

Ordinary people don't even have the qualifications to enter here.

The threshold of 100,000 yuan is enough to stop many poor people.

Yun Shuqian was also the first time to be watched by so many people, and her heart was a little empty, she wanted to pull Zhang Wenliu to run away, but looking at this scene, unless it was the 100,000 yuan, she would never come here.

But that's not going to happen, this Zhang Meishu is the deputy head of the girls' department of the student union, and when she returns to school, she will definitely make a big deal about it, and when the time comes, she will inevitably be blamed.

Even she didn't know what to do.

Zhang Wenliu chuckled and said, "Who said I lost?" ”

Then he turned his head to look at Yang Chongyang, who didn't say a word, "Coach Yang, please take a look at my target count, and then announce, who lost in the end." ”

Zhang Meishu pointed to the LCD screen above the shooting range and said loudly: "You have nothing wrong with your eyes, right?" Ten bullets, only one ten rings hit, and other than that, there are no other bullets on target, what else is there to see! ”

Shooting at the range is very user-friendly.

There is no need to go to the end of the target track to check the number of rings, the shooting range has prepared a 50-inch large-screen display above each target track, which can clearly check the number of targets.

On Zhang Wenliu's target, there was indeed only one bullet hole.

Zhang Meishu continued to mock: "It's good that you can get a ten-ring by fighting indiscriminately, but it's a pity that our Kehua's ring number is 95, so you still lose." ”

Yang Chongyang stared at the number of targets on the monitor, and suddenly said "Huh-".

Everyone was attracted by his voice, and Zhang Meishu asked, "Coach Yang, you just announce it, so that he can die of this heart." ”

Yang Chongyang turned a deaf ear to her words, looked at it carefully, and then hurried to the end of the target path.

Everyone didn't know why, so they all hula followed.

Ten seconds later, Yang Chongyang exclaimed: "This, this, this, this is impossible!" ”

Zhang Meishu, who stayed in place, still wanted to speak, but was interrupted by a series of exclamations in the distance.

The man called Kehua frowned slightly, and also walked over, Zhang Meishu hurriedly followed, and turned back to point at Zhang Wenliu and Yun Shuqian: "You are not allowed to go." ”

Yun Shuqian hugged Zhang Wenliu's arm and wondered, "What are they talking about?" ”

Then she lowered her voice and said, "Sixth son, take advantage of this opportunity, let's hurry up, it will be embarrassing to bring it back." ”

She took Zhang Wenliu's hand and walked out, but unexpectedly did not pull.