Military: Let you report, you can easily catch the wanted criminal

Although Tian Licheng created a good atmosphere, as Jiang Fan said, he had no idea what the special forces competition should be about.

He looked at He Chenguang for help: "Comrade He Chenguang, tell me what you want to compare?"

He Chenguang glanced at Jiang Fan with a half-smile.

Then he said: "We follow the old rules. There are three competitions in total. One of the three people is responsible for competing with Jiang Fan in sniping. Whoever shoots 1000 rings first will shoot 100 meters."

"One person competes with Jiang Fan. In a short period of time, who can sprint the fastest within a distance of 100 meters?"

"One person is competing with Jiang Fan in terms of arm endurance. Each person hangs an empty bucket on each arm and continues to add water. The arms must be kept parallel to see who can't bear it first."

A group of people were stunned.

"Does this old rule mean that there is this default custom among their special forces?"

"Is everyone playing so hard?"

"If this is a competition between special forces, I feel that they are still playing too big."

"Yes, just listening to these projects makes my body unable to bear it."

"Hiss—you're still playing too hard."

But Tian Licheng was very enthusiastic: "Okay, let's wait and see."

He asked He Chenguang: "Excuse me, who among the three of you will be sent to compete with Jiang Fan in sniping?"

He Chenguang said: "I'll come."

He Chenguang's shooting is actually comparable to Wang Yanbing's, but He Chenguang is better because of his more stable mentality.

Facing so many people, any slight disturbance in the surroundings will affect the results of the sniper attack.

Wang Yanbing couldn't stand this kind of scene, so it was safer to send He Chenguang out.

Jiang Fan glanced at He Chenguang and asked, "Which gun do you choose? I think PG-1 is more suitable for you."

He Chenguang said: "Then I will also choose a gun for you, z-a3."

Each side holds the gun chosen by the other, with expressions that seem to be smiling but not smiling.

But their conversations and expressions, in the eyes of others, were blatant provocation.

"It seems like the two of them are already confronting each other before the game even starts."

"Allowing each other to choose guns obviously increases the difficulty."

"Did you see how they looked at each other and smiled just now? They were provocative! Provoking each other!"

"I didn't expect the hostility and competition among special forces to be so fierce."

"I think Jiang Fan will win. Jiang Fan is so strong that he shouldn't lose."

"I think He Chenguang is awesome."

Afterwards, many people at the scene began to spontaneously shout slogans of support.

"Come on Jiang Fan! Jiang Fan, don't embarrass our Seventh Machinery Group!"

"He Chenguang, come on! The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead!"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Then, adjust the gun target to 1000 meters.

Both sides began to adjust their postures.

The people around them became nervous as they watched the tense atmosphere between them.

"I have never heard of a shooting competition involving speed."

"This is the first time I have heard of it. It seems that they are very confident in their abilities."

"You haven't seen Jiang Fan shoot, but I have seen him shoot once. Jiang Fan's shooting is quite good."

Later, after Tianlicheng's "321" landed, the two fired at the same time.

Jiang Fan only needs to pause for a second each time, activate the gun's safety again, and then snipe directly.

But He Chenguang needs to readjust his position every time.

bang bang bang-

The tense atmosphere continues.

You shoot me and you shoot each other, both of them seem to be clinging to each other.

But after a few shots, the gap between the two was clearly felt.

He Chenguang had just fired seven shots, and Jiang Fan had already fired ten. Jiang Fan had already started to close his gun, but He Chenguang was still finishing the next three shots.

Jiang Fan's action of putting away his gun shocked many people.

"Jiang Fan's shooting is over?"

"The total score hasn't come out yet, so Jiang Fan is so sure that he hit it?"

"He is acting, right? His mentality is so stable. Is it true?"

"I'm really looking forward to Jiang Fan's results. I feel like they should be good."

The setting of the shooting smart screen is that if two people compete, a cutting line will appear in the middle of the screen.

Then, according to the virtual distance of 1000 meters, an egg-sized gun target appeared on the screen.

Because the shot is fired ten times in a row, the system will not update the results of each shot at any time.

Instead, every time the shooting ends, the target will automatically appear on the right.

After Jiang Fan fired ten shots, ten completed gun targets the size of eggs appeared on the right side of the screen.

Of course, if you feel that you have just performed poorly, you can continue shooting, and a new gun target will be generated next to it.

But Jiang Fan's movements were crisp and swift, and he didn't even fire his backup gun.

This shocked many people at Jiang Fan's psychological quality.

"Is he already sure that he just had a hundred rings?"

"Really or not? This is a bit exaggerated."

While everyone was discussing, the results of the two people were displayed on the screen.

"Jiang Fan, the total score is 100 rings, and the usage time is 15.44."

"He Chenguang, total score is 100 rings, usage time is 19.38."

Everyone was speechless this time.

"I rely on!"

"I would never dare to do this in my dreams with this kind of strength!"

"Wow! Is this still a human? That's awesome!"

"Jiang Fan, Jiang Fan! You are so amazing, you are the god in my heart!"

He Chenguang shook his head helplessly.

He looked at Jiang Fan with a smile, saying nothing.

The two men saw the intention of attack from the look in their eyes.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it seems that He Chenguang is very unwilling."

"The look in his eyes just now was very sad and he was holding his breath."

"I estimate that the other two people will definitely help him out in a while."

"I was impressed by Jiang Fan again. I didn't expect his shooting to be so good."

Jiang Fan's victory made Tian Licheng even more excited.

He said in a high voice: "Oh, I didn't expect that in the first round, Jiang Fan from our group defeated He Chenguang by less than four seconds."

“Now for the second event, explosiveness.”

Everyone immediately vacated the middle of the venue.

But this is a building after all, and we have to run back and forth to reach 100 meters.

When it comes to reentry, there is one more reaction ability.

In this round, Wang Yanbing appeared.

Wang Yanbing looked at Jiang Fan. His opponent was the company commander and he did not dare to relax.

He did the warm-up exercises for a full ten minutes until he felt that all the muscles and bones in his body had been stretched by himself.

He just said to Tian Licheng: "I'm ready."

Jiang Fan, on the other hand, remained motionless from beginning to end.

Even Tian Licheng couldn't help but sweat for Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan hasn't exercised for a long time recently. Even if you move a little bit, it's better than just standing, right?

Or is it so that you can give yourself a reasonable excuse for losing the game? (End of chapter)