Unlimited lottery system of special forces

Chapter 180 The Second Competition Begins

Feeling much more comfortable, Lin Mu put on the headgear after receiving ten thumb-sized stones from the instructor.

The principal standing on the stage glanced at the instructor beside him.

The instructor nodded knowingly, pulled out a timer from his pocket, and fixed his eyes on Lin Mu's hand holding the stone.

As long as the stone in his hand is thrown from his hand, time begins.

After Lin Mu shook the weight of the stone in his hand, he silently recited the opening spell of the perspective glasses in his heart.

"Turn on the perspective glasses. Just look through the black cloth in front of you."

As Lin Mu's voice fell, there was a pitch-black vision in front of him, but light slowly appeared, the sky and everything around him.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the perspective glasses, Lin Mu threw the stones in his hand at a height of 40 meters, and the stones quickly scattered in the air.

When the power disappeared, the stone paused in the air, and then fell rapidly.

Lin Mu looked up as the stone lifted into the air.

Just glanced at the falling stones, and quickly raised his right hand holding the gun.

Everyone felt a blur in front of their eyes, raised their hands suddenly, and quickly pulled the trigger.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

There were ten muffled gunshots, and the stones turned into stone powder and flew all over the sky. Immediately afterwards, Lin Mu flipped his wrist and pulled the trigger again at the target 100 meters ahead.

"Bang Bang Bang!!!"

After another nine gunshots, time seemed to have stopped, and the whole world fell into silence. Everyone opened their mouths wide, watching the stone powder falling from the sky.

After a while, the timing instructor's throat rolled, "Nineteen shots, it took [-] seconds to raise the gun and shoot."

At this time, the roar of the target announcer came: "Who? Who shot the target just now? It's too fucking abnormal, and there is only one hole."

Lin Mu put away his gun and stood up, took off his headgear, looked at the principal on the stage and said, "Report, the pistol rapid fire has been completed."

The principal came back to his senses, looked at Lin Mu and then at the instructor and said, "How many seconds?"

This time the instructor didn't speak, but just handed the timer to the principal to let him see for himself.

The headmaster took it over and took a look. Although he was mentally prepared, he was still surprised.

"Lin Mu from Country Z took [-] seconds."

As soon as this remark came out, there was no applause except for those who were friendly or flattering with the M country players.

Other special forces who had been bullied by country M burst into applause.

John looked at Lin Mu with complicated eyes, and walked slowly in front of Lin Mu: "You won! I want to know how you did it?"

"Heart! You're not bad either." Lin Mu pointed to his heart and said casually.

"Hehe." There was a wry smile on John's face, he shook his head without saying anything, turned around and left, his majestic back looked a little silent at this moment.

Nineteen shots!
Eleven seven seconds!
Blindfolded and blind shot ten stones all hit!

With the remaining nine guns, a series of nine sons came.

John lost, and he lost convincingly!
After this episode, the second round of competition is about to begin.

Still the same two teams, Shadow vs. Delta.

There is no lottery, and the teams pick their opponents themselves.

There are already built arenas over there. Soldiers are good at martial arts. There are more than three arenas in the training camp, which can fully support three games at the same time.

On the other side, John and the others were warming up and moving their joints.

"John, we lost the shooting. We will definitely win this fight." The big Johnson buzzed.

John nodded heavily and said: "Go all out, we must win this game."

"Hey, let them taste the taste of failure this time." Will said.

"The game begins, and both sides are free to choose their opponents." The teacher's voice sounded.

The two sides stepped forward and began to pick their opponents.

Not surprisingly, neither Johnson nor Will chose Lin Mu.

Instead, they chose Geng Jihui and Zhuang Yan respectively.

Leave Lin Mu to John.

Seeing this scene, Lin Mu touched his nose a little speechlessly.

Is this picking Chinese cabbage?

I haven't commented yet, but you guys have chosen your opponents first.

I saw John walking toward Lin Mu with fists clenched: "In this fight, your opponent is me."

"Yes, but you seem to have forgotten one thing, apologize and give me a kick." Lin Mu said with a smile.

"As long as you beat me in the fight, I'll do whatever you want!" John tilted his head and said.

"Huh! Well, remember what you said, if you dare to go back on your word, I will let you know what it is like to be disabled."

"No, I'll announce in public!" John finished speaking, turned to look at the audience and said, "Everyone, if I lose in the next fight, I will let Lin Mu deal with it."

Listening to John's words, Lin Mu raised his eyebrows and looked at John in surprise.

Soon, the three groups of people stood in the center of their respective rings, staring at their opponents with full attention.

Zhuang Yan and Johnson are in the first ring, Geng Jihui and Will are in the third ring, and Lin Mu and John are in the middle of the two, which is the second ring.

Seeing that the three groups of people were all ready, the instructor didn't know where to take out a whistle.

"The rules are very simple. It is considered a failure until one of the parties falls off the ring or falls to the ground for more than ten seconds." The instructor blew the whistle in his hand after speaking.

Only one whistle was heard.

The instructor who acted as the referee swiped his right hand from top to bottom to announce the official start of the game.

The three fighters on the arena rushed towards each other at the same moment when they heard the whistle.

On stage one.

Almost at the same time as the whistle sounded, Johnson made a fist with his left hand and punched Zhuang Yan's face straight.

Although Zhuang Yan is an art student studying directing, he has been in the army for more than a year, and his skills have made great progress compared to before.

In addition, before enlisting in the army, he had been insisting on long-distance running, and his physical fitness was stronger than most people. After the training of the army, Zhuang Yan's overall strength has improved a lot.

Later, after entering Langya, he first went through the training of the dog-headed boss, then performed several actual combat missions, and after several times of training by Lin Mu, his own strength was much stronger than when he first entered Langya.

I saw that Zhuang Yan's lower body didn't move, but his upper body tilted to the left, and at the same time, his right fist hit Johnson's waist like lightning.

"Snapped."

Fist landed.

But seeing that Johnson didn't feel any pain, Zhuang Yan showed a shocked expression in his eyes.

"What did Johnson eat to grow up? Why is his defense so strong?"

Zhuang Yan was very aware of the power of his punch, and he believed that with this punch, even Lin Mu would have to avoid the edge for the time being.

If this guy wasn't a foreigner, Zhuang Yan would almost think that this guy had practiced vajra mask and iron cloth shirt in Shaolin Temple.

Johnson smiled contemptuously at the fist that landed on his waist, and stretched out his hands to grab Zhuang Yan's arm.

Seeing this situation, Zhuang Yan hurriedly took a step back to avoid Johnson's attack.

(End of this chapter)