The women in the control group became popular in military variety shows

Chapter 149
Alas, why did I get so excited yesterday that I actually used this plan.

Darye resisted the urge to beat his chest and feet, his mind was running fast, thinking about how to remedy it.

The red side tidied up the teng net on the ground, and several people lifted it up together, ready to throw it to the side of the road, but unexpectedly, the teng net in his hand left the ground, as if touching a certain joint, it started to twitch, shrink, and 'snap' With a sound, like a rope stretched to the extreme and suddenly broken, the rattan net bounced up and covered their foreheads.

The threads of thoughts in Darye's mind seemed to be scattered with a bang.

"Fight!" He yelled, jumped up first with his rifle in hand, rushed to the road, and fired at the red team members in front.

Hart, Brown, and Vios jumped out and shot at them.

"Blue Team Raider, Da Ye scored one point, totaling 32 points."

"..."

"..."

"Blue Team Raider, Da Ye scored one point, totaling 35 points."

"Blue Raider, one point for Hart, for a total of five points."

"Blue Raider, one point for Hart, for a total of five points."

"One point for the Blue Raiders, Paulan, for a total of 9 points."

"One point for the Blue Raiders, Paulan, for a total of 10 points."

"Assaulter of the blue team, Vios gets one point, for a total of three points."

The red team reacted, quickly threw away the shield in their hands, picked up the gun hanging on their body, and prepared to fight back.

Da Ye gave an order, and several people rushed into the downhill jungle road and ran away in a hurry.

The red team chased for a few steps, fearing that they had been tricked, and hurriedly retreated. At this moment, an empty shell hit them, with a kind of aim that no one could avoid, and there was a "snap", which was accurate. The explosion of a man's helmet.

Da Ye and the others jumped out, and Mao Yuning was lurking in the dark all the time. With the sniper rifle in his hand, he aimed at the crowd on the red side, locked on the target, and pulled the trigger.

"boom"

Quick load, pull the trigger.

"boom"

"boom"

"..."

The members of the red team were stunned by the beating. When Darye rushed out with a few people just now, the bullets flew. Although they were flustered, they did not have such a sense of fear.

After all, it is not a live ammunition.

Their lives are not in danger.

But when the bullets hit their foreheads accurately, the sense of fear that their lives were threatened emerged spontaneously.

"Yes...it's that woman...it must be her...she's here..." Someone in the red team murmured.

"Blue team sniper, Mao Yuning scored one point, totaling 102 points."

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"Blue team sniper, Mao Yuning scored one point, totaling 107 points."

Six shots in a row, six hits, six headshots.

The netizens in the live broadcast room gasped.

script?

Who wrote the script?
Not to mention variety shows, even movies dare not shoot like this.

[Admit that there is a script, but you must also admit that she is the sniper king in the competition area. 】

[Variety shows, there are scripts and designs, there is nothing wrong with it, but this is too heaven-defying, right? 】

[Movies are all based on the script and characters, and the pictures are pieced together, and the post-production is cumbersome and meticulous, but you are blind or have amnesia. This variety show is a live broadcast. There is no repeat of the live broadcast, no Practice, and it is impossible for someone to replace it, whether it is the script or the character design, Mao Yuning's sniper skills, is it too much to say that she is the sniper king in the competition area? 】

Everyone's chest felt as if they had been hit hard.

Does it matter if there is a script or if there are characters?

Mao Yuning's strength is obvious to all, and he must admit it if he doesn't want to admit it.

The strong are self-improving, and if they say such things again, they just don't want to admit it, and they can't really appreciate it.

Netizens on the external network did not have these doubts.

They were more interested in the rattan net.

[Has Ning Shen ever learned magic? Why does the cane shrink automatically, enclosing the red team members? 】

【Well, I went back and looked at it several times. It feels very similar to the ancient military mechanism of country Z. It should be a structural mechanism. As long as it touches something, it will shrink, hit, and bounce...】

[It should be impossible to pick it up. When the rattan net was on the ground, they didn't respond. After being lifted off the ground by a few people from the red team, they bounced up and caught people. 】

[Ning Shen is so powerful, a few vines can make a trap. 】

After six shots in a row, the panicked red team members could vaguely discern where the bullets came from, and quickly turned their heads in the opposite direction. At the same time, they stood back to back, picked up their shields, and defended against external attacks.

In the dark, Mao Yuning put away the sniper rifle in his hand with a calm expression, squatted down and backed away quietly, and quickly changed positions.

"Let's go, go forward, get out of here." The red team roared angrily, and they lost half of their people in just this moment of effort.

The car started and moved forward slowly.

The team walked on both sides of the car, holding shields in their hands, protecting the tires, turning their heads in one direction, and not squinting.

"Wait, what is this?" The red team looked at the 'blocking tiger' cane one meter away, and looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering what the use of this cane was tied like this.

They first sent a person to tentatively chop off his feet and slipped under the cane, but there was no movement at all.

Then the man rushed back again, still nothing happened.

Therefore, their team can pass safely.

It's just this height, the car seems to be unable to pass.

"Remove it?" someone asked.

"No, no, what if..." The others shook their heads one after another. What happened just now still left people with lingering fears.

"Did you leave the car here?" He wondered.

"Or, just try..." Someone suggested that the car and the team should retreat to a safe distance, and he touched the rattan carefully, wondering if it was a mechanism like an electronic infrared ray.

Netizens in the live broadcast burst into laughter. If these people came out of the base and watched the replay of the live broadcast, I wonder if they would want to kill the director of the program group.

Losing face is not terrible, what is terrible is that it is known all over the world.

When the fingertips touched the cane, the cane swayed, but there was no other reaction.

With more strength, the rattan bounced up under the pressure of gravity, trembling back and forth, but nothing else happened.

"Why don't you take it apart?" the man eagerly asked.

"Don't, don't, it's okay, just let the car drive over."

The others all waved their hands to signal him not to be troublesome. The rattan nets just now contracted instantly because they left the ground, bounced up, and came towards their foreheads.

In case this is the same with the rattan, once it is removed, or cut off...

They shook their heads and urged the others to get out of the way and let the car pass first.

The driver's speed is not fast, the car reaches in front of the rattan, the height is in the middle of the front mirror, and the rattan will definitely break if it drives directly there.

(End of this chapter)