Invincible Kungfu Healer

"I wish he was the latter."

Zhou Zhen looked back at Zhang Zheng, a glimmer of light flashed in his plain eyes.

"Do you mean that Mo Wen may not lose?"

Tension Zheng's eyes flashed with surprise, but for the first time he saw the commander say so about a young man. Commander Zhou Zhen was not an ordinary commander, but one of the three special battalion commanders of the 19th Army.

"The result did not come out, who is right, if he can win, I will give him the highest score for this military training."

Chief Instructor Zhou Zhen said lightly.

Above the shooting range, Shao Jianyang raised his gun to aim and banged the gun at the next moment.

"Ten rings."

In the distance, the voice of the referee sounded.

"Mid, really hit the bullseye, Brother Shao's marksmanship is simply fascinating!"

"It's Brother Shao. If he goes out, he can still have four camps."

"Only the moving target can show its true strength. I'm afraid it's dumb to ask."

……

Shao Jianyang shot the target in the first shot, and the area of ​​the three battalions suddenly burst into warm cheers.

"It's your turn, I hope you don't eliminate it too early, otherwise it will be too boring."

Shao Jianyang looked at Mo Wen with a sneer. Above the shooting range, he had absolute confidence to ravage Mo Wen, compared with him? Mo asked to go back and have some milk for a few years.

Mo asked a bland smile, rubbed the rifle in his hand, and walked to the shooting range without any haste.

Although the pistol has advantages in the shooting range, the recoil of the rifle is too large, and the bullet is easy to bias, but Mo Wen likes the rifle.

The semi-automatic rifle can fire a dozen bullets in one second, where is the pistol comparable.

boom!

Mo Wen, who was on the shooting range, hardly had any hesitation. He fired the gun and fired in a coherent manner.

After a shot, he went down without looking at it.

"Ten rings!"

In the distance, the referee began to report the results.

"Mid! Mowen is also a ten ring, haha!"

"Awesome, too awesome, worthy of the four camps, making the three camps arrogant."

……

In the area of ​​the battalion, Qin Xiaoyou stared at Mo Wen, clenched her little hands, and her eyes were full of excitement.

"Xiaoyou, what are you so excited about, don't you really like that question?"

A short-haired girl walked to Qin Xiaoyou, jokingly said.

"Bah, what nonsense you are, be careful I scratch you."

Qin Xiaoyou stared at the short-haired girl fiercely.

"That Mo question is really very capable, since you don't like him, then I will tell him that you don't like him, let him consider how to think about me?"

The short-haired girl looked at Qin Xiaoyou narrowly, and I looked pretty good to Mo Wen.

"You go chant, look at your spring, you are so active, others do not know what to think."

Qin Xiaoyou snorted softly, a look like you hurry to go.

In the second round, a teenager from the 3rd Battalion came on the court, Guozi face, and he behaved very calmly. He can persevere until now, of course, is inseparable from his stability.

Raised his gun to aim and waited a full two or three minutes before slamming a gunshot.

"Eight Rings."

Unfortunately, the voice of the referee in the distance announced that he was eliminated, and the moving target wanted to hit the tenth ring, which was definitely not easy.

The third battalion eliminated another one and went down, then it was Wang Yuan ’s turn.

Wang Yuan took a deep breath, made two warm-ups, and then went to the shooting range.

boom!

"Nine Rings."

After a gunshot, it was Nine Rings, only one ring can pass the level, but Wang Yuan still lacked that luck.

"Do not ask, hold on!"

Wang Yuan smiled bitterly, some helplessly withdrew from the shooting range.

Next, it was the turn of the third battalion.

No accident. The man in the third battalion was eliminated from the seventh ring.

At this time, there were only two people left in the third battalion, but in the fourth battalion, there was only one person left to ask.

One to two, the situation is still a bit bad.

After the three camps, it was naturally Mo Mo's turn.

"Do not ask, the gun is stable, don't get rid of it without meeting me, it will be a shame."

Not far away, Shao Jianyang held his arms and looked at Mo Wen playfully.

He likes the thrill of stepping down Mo Wen under the eyes of everyone. If Mo Wen is eliminated after one or two clicks, he is boring.

Mo Wen walked into the shooting range without expression, and the sound of cheering from the 4th Battalion continued to sound in the distance, and he was completely deaf.

Shot the gun very simply, without any stagnation in movement, and after a gunshot, he went back to the dull face.

Seems to have known the result long ago, not waiting for the referee to report the result.

"Ten bullseye rings."

As soon as he walked down the shooting range, the referee's voice rang.

"It's ten rings again! He's hit again."

"It's awesome. I hit the Ten Rings twice. I don't know if Shao Jianyang can persevere. Maybe the 4th Battalion might really win the 3rd Battalion."

……

"Good boy, the level is really good."

Tangzheng instructor gave a fist hard, a stone pressed in his heart finally fell. He had no hope of shooting games before, but Mo Wen's performance once again gave him hope.

Shao Jianyang narrowed his eyes slightly. Mo just asked that shot, it was casual, but it was in the middle of the bullseye. If the previous shot was a fluke, then now it is definitely not a fluke.

"Interesting!"

Shao Jianyang's mouth twitched, and he revisited Mo Wen's question, but the stronger Mo Wen's question was, the stronger his fighting will was, and the more fulfilled he was when he stepped on him.

From the bottom of his heart, Shao Jianyang was very disappointed with Mo Wen. Mo Wen ’s relationship with Qin Xiaoyou was like a thorn in his heart. How could a perfect girl have someone she likes, simply care Will not work.

After asking, it was the third battalion again, but it was not Shao Jianyang, but another Sanying student. According to the rotation rules, he was Shao Jianyang afterwards.

For Mo Wen, it is now a one-to-two situation.

boom!

"Ten rings."

The referee's voice sounded, it was actually hit, that student became the third person in the field to move the ten rings.

He glanced at Mo inquisitively and walked off the shooting range.

Students in the three camps were hitting the target again, and there was a commotion on the school ground again. Those who had been very optimistic about Mo Wen's question at first did not like Mo Wen's question at first.

In the current situation, Mo Wen is still one to two, and he is still the two people with the highest shooting level in the three battalions.

It was Mo Wen's turn to play again. At this time, it was his third shot to move the target, and the three battalions also shot only one shot. The large number of people really took a great advantage.

But I do n’t care, the moving target is only 100 meters away. For him, throwing a flying knife can hit the bullseye, not to mention accurate firearms.

The moving target is shaken at a constant speed. As long as you grasp the shaking speed and distance, UU reading www.uukanshu.com can be no different from shooting a fixed target. Of course, it is easier said than done.

The third shot, Mo asked to hit the target again.

Then Shao Jianyang played, and it was equally easy to hit the bullseye.

The fourth shot, Mo asked, was hit again, and there seemed to be no suspense.

But when it was the second student in the third battalion, he failed. The moving target had a lot of uncertainty. Failure is a normal thing.

Can shoot targets like Mo Wen and Shao Jianyang, the level must be beyond the ordinary scope.

The fifth shot Mo Wen still hit the target.

Shao Jianyang was also hit.

Sixth shot

Seventh shot

Eighth shot

Ninth shot

You come and go, and the tenth shot is all the way, and there is no difference.

The venue was quiet, and the students watching the game were a little numb. Some people even wondered whether the two would continue to compete like this.

The excellent performance of the two people has the illusion that they will never miss. The seemingly difficult moving targets have become super simple shooting.

"Sir, I'm asking to increase the difficulty of the game."

Shao Jianyang finally couldn't bear it anymore. He didn't think Mo asked such a strong, continue to compare, he even worried that he would miss the miss.

So he wanted to ask for a more difficult shooting method and decide the outcome in one fell swoop.