Thunder shouted to everyone, "Did you hear everything?" People want to compare their marksmanship with you! ”

"It's too much to overpower!"

"How dare you compare marksmanship with us?"

Everyone finally regained their confident smiles.

The best thing for special forces is marksmanship, and as for fighting, they have to lean back.

Not all special forces are masters of martial arts, after all, what they are best at is infiltration operations, harassment, decapitation, and destruction behind enemy lines.

The fighting skills he learns are basically one move to defeat the enemy, so that the enemy does not have a chance to counterattack.

But marksmanship is different, this is their foundation, and it is their second life.

"Dare to compare marksmanship with us, look for death!"

"I'll come, let me come!"

Everyone scrambled to be the first, staring at Lin Hui with fierce eyes.

Lin Hui looked at them with a contemptuous smile on his face, and was proud in his heart: You can't win anything else, Lao Tzu is a systematic force!

Lei Ming saw that everyone's emotions were high, and a smile appeared on his face: "Let's go, go to the shooting range!"

Seeing people coming over, Lin Hui deliberately stepped aside, bent down and waved, and said politely, "Please first." ”

Lei Ming walked in front of him proudly with his hands behind his back, this time he must give him some color to see, let him know the true strength of the special forces.

Lin Hui followed behind, and the others directly surrounded him, with a menacing momentum, as if they were afraid that he would run away.

Soon, the group arrived at the shooting range.

Lin Hui was surprised to find that the shooting range here was different from other places.

It's bigger, it's more spacious, and the target seems to be farther away.

Lei Ming said lightly: "Our shooting range here is different from ordinary troops, regular troops generally fight 100 meters and 200 meters, and we start with 200 meters, 400 meters, and 500 meters, and can hit 1,200 targets at most." ”

He looked at Lin Hui and asked, "How is it, will you fight?" ”

Lin Hui smiled: "If you can, I can." ”

Seeing his arrogant appearance, Lei Ming shouted directly: "Who wants to come?" ”

"Me!"

A tall and thin captain with sharp eyes and a very capable look walked out of the ranks.

Seeing him come out, everyone immediately had confidence: "Let's win!" ”

A soldier next to him sneered: "You must win, Bu Kun is the spear god of our Black Tiger, and he ranks first in the martial arts competition in the war zone every year!" Even if it is placed in the national special forces, it is also a leader, and this kid is not worthy of shining his shoes! ”

Bu Kun walked up to Lei Ming and saluted: "Captain, let me come!" ”

Lei Ming nodded and said to Lin Hui, "How about he come to be your opponent?" ”

Lin Hui looked him up and down: "Isn't it your strongest?" ”

Bu Kun almost vomited blood, and shouted angrily: "Lao Tzu is the strongest!" ”

"With such a loud voice, I believe you!"

Lin Hui smiled: "Say, how can you compare?" ”

Bu Kun snorted coldly: "Are you going to hit mechanical aiming or optical sights?" Mechanical aiming, just hit 300 meters, I can hit 400 at the limit, optical aiming 600, I can hit 1,002. ”

1,200 meters is already the visual limit.

Even with a high-powered sight, an iron box 1,200 meters away is only the size of a sesame seed.

Not to mention a small bull's-eye.

"Can you fight?"

Lin Hui nodded: "I'll try." ”

Bu Kun sneered: "Okay, you can hit three hundred meters first!" If you can't hit 300 meters, then you don't need to compare with the back! ”

Lin Hui didn't press much, and walked to the aiming platform.

Lie directly on the ground, load the bullet into the magazine, and start aiming.

He still hits the 300-meter target for the first time, and usually hits a 200-meter target in the Tiger Regiment.

"Ding, vision +1!"

"Ding, aim +1!"

"Ding, accuracy +1!"

As the prompt sound continued to sound, Lin Hui's vision became clearer.

He secretly rejoiced in his heart, sure enough, aiming a little longer, it was still useful.

After half a minute, seeing that Lin Hui was still aiming, everyone was impatient.

"Hey, you're asleep?"

"Can you fight? If you can't fight, admit defeat quickly! ”

Just then, a gunshot rang out.

Bang bang bang......

Lin Hui put his finger on the trigger and fired continuously.

Bullets were fired in a string.

Everyone was shocked: "This guy is crazy? At such a distance, he actually shot short shots? ”

Lei Ming secretly sneered in his heart, is this kid really stupid or fake stupid?

Short shots, three or four bullets shot at a time, low hit rate is scary.

After all, guns have recoil, and after each bullet is fired, the muzzle position must be finely adjusted before the next shot can be fired.

Except, of course, those that shoot indiscriminately.

Only within two hundred meters did they dare to occasionally shoot at short points, and the hit rate was still low.

Bu Kun watched from the sidelines, his eyes were about to roll to the sky, he was basically sure, this guy wouldn't be there at all!

Soon, Lin Hui finished all thirty rounds of ammunition and stood up: "I'm done, it's your turn." ”

Bu Kun sneered disdainfully: "I don't think there is any need to compare at all, as soon as you shoot, you will lose, 300 meters is shorter, what do you think?" I'm guessing you don't have more than five bullet holes on your target. ”

Lin Hui was full of confidence: "How do you know if you haven't seen it yet, are you afraid that I won't dare to compete?" ”

Bu Kun was immediately annoyed, and just as he was about to open his mouth, he spoke: "Okay, let the target be reported over there!" ”

Soon, the voice of the target announcer came from the walkie-talkie: "Report to the captain, thirty bullets, all ten rings!" ”

"What did you say?"

The thundering walkie-talkie almost didn't hold it steady.

The other side continued: "All ten rings! ”

The Bukun people were stupid: "How is it possible?" I'm going to test the target! ”

Soon, the target was brought over there.

Thirty bullets, sure enough, all came through the ten rings, and the piece of paper in the middle was broken.

Everyone's jaws smashed to the ground, is this guy shooting a toy gun?

No recoil?

Shoot at a short point, how can you still play such a good result?

Bu Kun was stunned: How can this be compared? Even if he puts a gun to his head, he can't get this result?

Looking at everyone's shocked appearance, Lin Hui waved his hand and said indifferently: "It's okay to fight, I didn't expect to have such a good result when I shot for the first time?" ”

!

If the head-shot could do this, they would screw their heads off.

This kid must be pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Especially Bu Kun, his face is ugly as if he has eaten poop.

In order to have the current level, he trained day and night, the bullets hit I don't know how many boxes, and my arms were shocked by the butt of the gun I don't know how many times.

But now, he was actually abused by Lin Hui?

Lin Hui said politely: "Captain, it's too challenging to hit three hundred, give me a thousand two, I want to challenge my limit and see if I can hit."

"You want to fight one thousand two too?"

"You can hit, I'm a dog!"

"Sharpshooters are fed with bullets, and you want to fight a thousand two because you, a kid who has only been a soldier for a year?"

No one believed it at all, and Lei Ming didn't believe that Lin Hui could do it.

Although all 10 rings of the 300 meters amazed them.

But 1,200 meters, I don't know how many grades of difficulty has been raised.

At such a distance, even if the muzzle of the gun is deflected by half a millimeter, the bullet will be deflected very far.

Lin Hui's face was harmless: "Why don't you let me try, I haven't fought before, and I don't have any confidence, so I should be a joke?" ”

Hearing this, the people who had just mocked immediately stopped talking.

Some people are even starting to feel a little weak.

Could this guy really be a master, just pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger here?

Lei Ming was also a little difficult to ride, but finally nodded and agreed: "Since you want to try, then I'll give you a try!" ”

Lin Hui smiled, changed into a sniper rifle, and equipped it with an optical sight.

He got back on his stomach on the shooting table and began to aim.

"Ding, vision +1!"

"Ding, aim +1!"

“……”

Listening to the prompts, the smile on Lin Hui's face became more and more confident.

The longer you aim, the more accurate you will be.

Just to be on the safe side, then take a little longer.

Soon, a minute passed, and Lin Hui didn't move at all, which made Lei Ming a little impatient: "Are you going to fight or not?" ”

"Fight, fight now!"

Lin Hui sneered at the corner of his mouth, and his fingers pulled the trigger.

Bang bang bang......

It's still a short shot.

Everyone was completely speechless this time: 1,200 meters and a short point shot, this guy must be a big fool!