Special Forces: I, Crazy Training, Can Be Invincible

"You can't do it, it doesn't mean that our night tiger can't do it!"

After speaking, Xiao Zhuang stood up.

Shooting from a standing position, Xiao Zhuang also chose to shoot from a long point.

Under Miao Lang's shocked gaze, Xiao Zhuang took the lead in completing the first stage of the shooting competition.

And made up all the time when the previous group guns fell.

At the same time, the referee's voice sounded on the field: "The first round of shooting is over, everyone reloads their ammunition! Start preparing for mobile shooting..."

Chapter 139 Night Tiger... Lost?

The first session of fixed shooting ends.

There will be thirty seconds of buffer time in between.

The results of the first round and the shooting time of the players have all been recorded.

Wait until the second part of the test is over.

Add the front and back to calculate the total score.

Xiaozhuang took out a new magazine and loaded it into the progressive gun.

But at this moment, he suddenly froze.

"There seems to be something wrong!"

With a clear consciousness, Xiao Zhuang began to carefully recall the details of the gun formation just now.

The next second, he quickly pulled out the pistol from his waist and pulled out the pistol magazine.

really.

The first round of the magazine was loaded incorrectly and was not stuck in place.

If you hadn't noticed this just now, when the rifle is changed to a pistol at the [-]-meter position, there will be a [-]% jam.

By then, it will really be over.

After pulling out the bullet and snapping it back into place, Xiao Zhuang breathed a sigh of relief.

"There is no danger, there is no danger!"

Miao Lang, who was on the side, swept Xiaozhuang's actions just now, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "This is a fair battle! Under the same conditions, let me see, how is your shooting level?"

The soldiers with wolf teeth, except for some crooked melons and cracked dates.

A bunch of bloody guys.

Miao Lang's creed is.

Glory to win.

Lost magnanimously!

He is eager to meet worthy opponents and looks forward to winning games with dignity.

Therefore, he is also very happy to see that Xiaozhuang can adjust his state back.

At the same time, Lu Fan watched the scene where Xiaozhuang had just adjusted the pistol bullets.

It almost gave him a cold sweat.

With the support of the system, Lu Fan's eyes can clearly see small objects at super long distances.

Bullets more than [-] meters away can naturally be seen clearly.

He was [-]% sure that Xiao Zhuang would make a mistake in the simplest link of gun formation, which must have been caused by Miao Lang's intervention in his heart just now.

If Xiaozhuang fails to get out of this state in time.

If the problem is discovered in time, the consequences will be disastrous.

"It seems that in the future, we still have to strengthen anti-interference training!"

"The soldiers of the night tiger must not be disturbed by other people's three or two sentences and affect the battle!"

Soon, thirty seconds will come.

All contestants, hold their rifles and get ready.

"start!"

With the referee waving down.

Everyone rushed forward.

After sprinting forward for a certain distance, several targets in the open space bounced instantly.

Xiao Zhuang responded quickly.

While accelerating and running forward, the muzzle was aimed at the target, and the trigger was pulled.

bang bang bang...

The bullets were pushed out of the barrel by the flames.

Blaze towards the red star of the catapult target.

On the other side, Miao Lang caught a glimpse of Xiaozhuang's flowing movements, and his eyes were full of fighting intent.

"This kid really has two brushes!"

Miao Lang raised a smile: "You can be my opponent!"

Almost at the same time, he also pulled the trigger towards the targets that had been ejected in front of him.

The action is fast and extremely smooth.

Pretty much the same, shooting without much aiming.

And the hit rate is very high.

Xiaozhuang also saw Miao Lang's actions, and was also extremely surprised in his heart.

This is the first time he has experienced the marksmanship of the special forces at close range.

It has to be said that it is indeed not comparable to the grassroots troops.

If he hadn't gone through Lu Fan's special training, Xiaozhuang would have met Miao Lang and would have lost.

But now it's different.

He has absolute confidence to kill Miao Lang and win the shooting competition.

After all, the perverted shooting training that starts at [-] a day is no joke.

Halfway through, Xiaozhuang destroyed three guns.

If this can be lost.

No need for Lu Fan to say, he himself found a tree with a crooked neck to hang himself.

Xiaozhuang made various tactical actions while advancing, while shooting at the targets ejected along the way.

Soon, he rushed to the fifty meters position.

Boom!

The human-shaped target in the distance bounced up instantly.

Even the bearing underneath began to rotate rapidly.

Xiaozhuang pulled out the pistol around his waist, aimed at the red dot on the head of the moving target, and shot.

ding ding ding ding...

After the target was hit by the bullet, there was a crisp metal crashing sound.

Just when Xiaozhuang aimed at the target, ready to fire the last shot.

An accident happened.

The last bullet was actually a dud!

The chance of a pistol bullet jamming is much lower than that of a rifle.

After all, the barrel is short, the range is short, and the shot is less, so there will be few jams.

Moreover, Xiaozhuang has just checked and confirmed that there will be no problem before loading the magazine.

Then the only possibility is that there is something wrong with the bullet itself.

For example, when the gunpowder is loaded, the amount is not enough.

In this case, the bullet will indeed be stuck in the barrel and cannot be fired.

"Your uncle's!"

Xiao Zhuang's eyes widened, and he cursed in his heart, "I can meet such a low probability! If I go to buy a lottery ticket, I won't win five million?"

In a hurry.

Xiaozhuang strode forward and sprinted forward, slipping to his knees as he approached.

With all his strength, he threw the pistol at a distant target.

"middle!"

Grab the target and hit the head of the humanoid target, making a crisp sound.

Immediately afterwards, Miao Lang also completed the shooting.

When he saw Xiao Zhuang throwing the pistol out as a hidden weapon, he was dumbfounded: "This is the ****? Don't even want the gun?"

Xiao Zhuang rolled his eyes: "When the bullets are out, the gun is not as easy to use as the fire stick. You don't know such a simple truth?"

Miao Lang smiled: "You cow!"

Soon, all the gunfire on the field stopped.

All players return to their starting positions and wait for the result.

At the same time, the competition referee is busy calculating the results on the shooting range.