Peerless King of Soldiers

Chapter 615 Terrible Difficulty
"The main reason is that my time is very tight, and I have to see your team Lin in a while. If this is slowly compared, it will get dark."

Wang Fei explained his reasons.

Xiang Hong looked at him for a while, and then said, "Do you want to play something interesting?"

"At least the outcome can be resolved quickly."

Wang Fei's tone was still very calm.

Fang Fang listened to him and felt that Wang Fei was a little arrogant, so he took a step forward and said, "Captain Xiang, I think it's better to let me do it, you just watch this kind of thing from the side."

"You...be careful."

Xiang Hong looked down on Wang Fei from the bottom of his heart. Since Fang Fang said so, he didn't intend to do it himself.

Wang Fei didn't refuse either. He glanced at the rifle of the young soldier next to him and said, "Brother, borrow a gun."

"it is good."

The soldier handed the gun to Wang Fei.

Fang Fang was the first person to come up at this time, confidently said: "Wang Fei, since you dislike the boring one just now, we have something new here, do you want to try it?"

"of course."

Wang Fei responded, and the fangs immediately said humanely: "Push the launcher over."

As soon as he spoke, Xiang Hong frowned slightly, and reminded: "Fangfang, he is a guest, just play with it properly, that kind of thing is not suitable for him."

"No need, take it out and let me have a look."

Wang Fei stopped Xiang Hong.

The latter narrowed his eyes and asked, "Do you know how to play?"

"I do not know."

Wang Fei shrugged, looked at Lin Yuhan next to him and asked, "Miss, do you know?"

"I know……"

Lin Yuhan was a little embarrassed, and whispered: "The launcher uses a special ball made of ice, each with a diameter of five centimeters to twenty centimeters."

"I understand."

Wang Fei reacted immediately, and said, "It should be a competition who can hit the ice hockey in the air?"

"Yes, for a distance of 60 meters, what size ball do you want to choose?"

"The fangs are up to you."

Wang Fei didn't care about Xiang Hong, but looked at Fang Fang.

The latter was already holding a gun in his hand, and said with his head held high, "Ten centimeters, dare to try?"

"of course can."

Wang Fei didn't take it seriously.

"Very good, everyone has a chance of [-] ice hockey pucks, so don't be scared silly by then."

Fang Fang's blood boiled at the thought of being able to show his talents in front of outsiders.

The launcher was ready at this time, and after it was placed 60 meters away, with the sound of the command gun, the launcher also began to eject ice balls one by one.

These ice balls are hollow, but when they are sprayed into the air, they almost disappear instantly.

While everyone was watching, Fangs fired.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by the sound of the bullet hitting the ice puck and exploding, everyone at the scene began to widen their eyes excitedly when they saw this scene.

"boom!"

"boom!

……

Fang Fang's marksmanship is indeed not boastful, every shot is very disciplined.

Listening to the explosion of ice pucks in the air, Lin Yuhan, who had been holding on to the corner of Wang Fei's clothes, finally became nervous, and looked at Wang Fei with worried eyes.

"don’t worry."

Wang Fei touched Lin Yuhan's head to comfort her.

But Lin Yuhan didn't feel relieved at all, instead he was even more worried and said: "You haven't played this before, have you?"

"No, it's quite interesting."

Wang Fei's answer was very pleasant.

But Lin Yuhan immediately said after hearing this: "This is very difficult, they are bullying you inexperienced."

Playing hockey like this is not the same as normal stuff.

Because the hockey puck is transparent, it will definitely appear trance if you only rely on your eyes to keep aiming.

The best way is to shoot when the light is refracted, because the puck is the clearest at that time.

While the two were talking in low voices, Fang Fang finally fired his last shot.

"boom!"

As the gunshots fell, Fang Fang's face showed a hint of complacency. He turned his head to look at the tense Lin Yuhan and Wang Fei, and asked as if watching a show: "How is it? If you quit now, there is still time."

"How many shots did you get just now?"

Wang Fei didn't answer Fang Fang's words, but asked this instead.

Fang Fang did not expect that Wang Fei would not be frightened, and raised his head high and said: "Twenty ice hockey pucks, fifteen of them hit."

When this number was said, the faces of the people around were respectful.

One thing that will never change in the Force is that the strong are respected, and Fang is clearly that strong.

Under such difficulty, in fact, ordinary soldiers can hit two or three hits, which is already very good, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with Fang Fang being proud of this achievement.

It's just that the expression on Wang Fei's face did not change at this time. He glanced at the red line drawn in front of him and walked up to it.

Just when he stepped forward, Lin Yuhan still looked at him nervously.

In fact, Lin Yuhan is very confident in Wang Fei's marksmanship. It is such a new thing, and Wang Fei has never played it before. It will be troublesome if he suffers from inexperience.

Although Lin Yuhan here was worried, Wang Fei didn't take it seriously. He picked up the gun and glanced at the butt of the gun. It was just the posture of holding the gun that made everyone around him laugh and cry.

"Is this guy really a soldier? With that gun posture, why do I feel like my six-year-old nephew is holding a toy gun?"

A man said it funny, making the people around him laugh, and said: "Let's stay away from him, lest this guy won't be able to hold his gun and shoot around."

These people have basically given up hope for Wang Fei's posture of holding a gun.

But at this time, Wang Fei himself was not angry at all. Instead, after checking the gun, he made an OK gesture towards the distance.

"start!"

A mid-air voice came from a distance, and the ice ball was sprayed into the air along with the mouth of the launcher.

As the first ice puck flew out and reached a height of six or seven meters, everyone looked at Wang Fei expectantly.

Wang Fei fired a shot at this time, and everyone looked at the ice puck, but at this time the bullet did not hit the ice puck at all, but let the ice puck fall to the ground.

"Pfft. The first shot went blank."

Fang Fang couldn't bear it anymore.

Target shooting is very rhythmic. If the first shot is empty, it may be difficult for him to hit it later.

As he had guessed, when two more ice pucks were fired into the air, Wang Fei fired two more shots one after another.

Undoubtedly, neither of the two shots hit anything, which made Wang Fei scratch his head helplessly.

"Wang Fei!"

Lin Yuhan was so anxious that she wanted to jump, but at this moment, Wang Fei suddenly stood up straighter, and the hand holding the gun was tighter than before.

(End of this chapter)