"Pa pa... Pa pa pa..."

After a while, the shooting range rang out incessantly, dada dada is not happy. The whole shooting competition ended in less than two hours.

Because all the participants are elites, almost everyone is above the ring 9.5, and very few are below the ring 9.

"Well, the shooting skills of this year's players are good. Last time, I remember, someone played eight rings." The head in front looked at the report card and nodded, looking very happy.

"It proves that our soldiers are constantly improving. Congratulations."

"Yes, we can't develop without the efforts of these guys."

Hearing the public's comments, the No. 1 chief said: "it seems that everyone is very satisfied with the shooting result this time, so let's announce it."

Chief of staff Ma Wenbing took over the list after the statistics and stepped forward: "everyone, be quiet. Now I'll announce the result of the game. First place, Beijing Military Region... "

"Well?" Zhao Chengfeng was a little surprised when he heard that the elite of the Beijing Military Region had been destroyed and assassinated? How can you still play the first place? It's not scientific.

However, after careful consideration, Zhao Chengfeng understood again. After suffering great trauma, the Beijing Military Region, instead of being depressed, rallied up and tried to practice its shooting skills; Of course, you have another explanation, that is, the capital military region is full of sharpshooters. If you pull any one out, you can't be bad at shooting.

Also, the southeast provincial military region is ready not to participate in the contest. How can shangguanxiong not leave some cards for himself?

"Second place, Southeast provincial military region." Ma Wenbing continued to announce.

Wang Qiang blushed and apologized to Zhao Chengfeng“ I'm sorry, boss. I made a mistake in one of the pistol shots, only nine rings

"It's OK. You don't have to blame yourself for the next game." Zhao Chengfeng disagrees.

Zhao Chengfeng never cares about winning or losing. It's not a duel with Japanese or American people. There's no need to work so hard. Moreover, there are many external factors in shooting competition. Zhao Chengfeng has no reason to blame Wang Qiang. Maybe he won't be able to make such achievements even if he plays.

"Third place, northwest Military Region..."

Ge Bao's face was very ugly. He looked down at his hand and was very upset. Damn, he lost to the southeast provincial military region again. It's really hateful!

"Boss, don't care too much. Let's kill them in the next challenge." The soldier beside Ge Bao comforted.

Ge Bao gave the man a cold glance and asked, "can you beat Zhao Chengfeng?"

"I..." the man immediately stopped talking, but in his heart he scolded: "paralyzed, if you can beat Zhao Chengfeng, don't you kneel down and lick me?"

Ge Bao snorted coldly: "waste!"

"..." the man stopped talking.

"Well, today's shooting competition is over." Ma Wenbing continued: "in order to save time, the major military regions are now sending a representative to draw lots to decide the opponent in the fight the day after tomorrow. In addition, I'd like to make it clear that after the game this morning, you can have free activities and rest, and the same is true tomorrow. You can return to the team before the game the day after tomorrow

Hearing the speech, Zhao Chengfeng looked at Tang Wei and said, "do you hear me? The chief of staff has said that you can move freely and freely. You can play as you like, so don't worry about me."

"Me Tang Wei's teeth itch with hatred. If there were not so many people at the scene, she would slap Zhao Chengfeng.

Ignoring Tang Wei's anger, Zhao Chengfeng turned back to Wang Qiang and said, "Wang Qiang, you can draw lots. If you don't shoot well today, you will be punished to draw a good lot for us. Otherwise, I'll see how to deal with you."

"Captain, aren't you embarrassing me? I'm not an expert in drawing lots. " Wang Qiang was about to cry.

To put it bluntly, drawing lots is to fight for character. What good lot can I draw from my character? Don't run into the northwest military region in the first round and everything will be fine.

"Come on, go ahead. I'm kidding you." Zhao Chengfeng said with a smile: "look, you are scared. You are too timid."

"..." Wang Qiang was speechless for a while. Dian'er ran to the challenge arena and went to draw lots.

The result of the draw soon came out. What depressed Zhao Chengfeng was that he did not draw to the northwest military region, but to the capital military region, which made him speechless.

"Do you want to lay a heavy hand on Shangguan's soldiers?" Zhao Chengfeng has a headache. He looks up and meets shangguanxiong's eyes.

Obviously, shangguanxiong already knew the result of the draw, and he was very calm, even smiling at Zhao Chengfeng.

Zhao Chengfeng understands that shangguanxiong is asking himself not to care too much and let go of the war. However, shangguanxiong's generosity made Zhao Chengfeng feel even more remorseful.

"Draw is over, disband." Ma Wenbing called, and the people left one after another.

"At night, let my grandfather call the commander, and let them give up on their own initiative. We can take a round off, so as not to hurt each other's harmony." Tang Wei and Zhao Chengfeng are walking together. As they walk, they suggest.

Hearing this, Zhao Chengfeng shook his head and said, "this method is not advisable. Don't you mean to hit the Beijing Military Region in the face? Who hasn't got the guts yet? "

"Then what? If you hurt someone, you will be in more trouble. " Tang Wei also felt embarrassed. Her luck was too bad.

In contrast, Tang Wei thinks it's better to be in the northwest military region, at least not so hard.

"What else can we do? If we should fight, we can't give up on our own initiative, can we? " Now, Zhao Chengfeng has no good way.

"Didi... Didi..."

All of a sudden, Zhao Chengfeng's phone rings. Zhao Chengfeng feels it and sees that it's Xia Bingbing. This makes Zhao Chengfeng very surprised. He hides aside and answers it quickly.

"Hey, Bingbing, do you miss me?" Zhao Chengfeng cheekily said.

As soon as she saw Zhao Chengfeng's shameless expression, Tang Wei began to hate her teeth and scolded in a low voice: "son of a bitch, it's like you want to eavesdrop. Do you need to hide so far? It's so greasy. It's still icy. I Pooh

Spat at Zhao Chengfeng, Tang Wei left angrily.

"What? Liu Shirong that son of a bitch still pesters you? " As soon as Zhao Chengfeng heard this, all the smiles on his face disappeared. He looked at the time and said, "you wait. I'll be at the company as soon as you get off work this afternoon."

With that, Zhao Chengfeng hung up and asked Cheng Kang to book a plane ticket for him. After a few words with Wang Qiang, he went straight out of the capital military region and headed for the airport.

Zhao Chengfeng didn't expect that Liu Shirong didn't give up!

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