Ultimate Master

After all, he was my loser. On this basis, I will be better than him.

Li Shutian went on: "although you are a master in fighting, you can't do it in shooting. You can't be sure!"

I clenched the gun in my hand and said with a smile, "arrogant soldiers will be defeated."

Li Shutian maliciously said: "big talk!"

Without waiting for me to speak again, Chen Zeming suddenly interrupted: "good! I like you this kind of character, do not admit defeat, do not compromise! It's talent, it's stupid. Let's meet each other with swords and soldiers! "

I smell a strong and murderous air, rippling around. When I meet the fierce competition in seconds, who will win in this competition for the first time. I was taken to this vast underground training ground by Chen Zeming. I met Li Shutian by chance. Was his difficult work just the assessment before I entered the GATT?

I looked back at Chen Zeming and found that his smile was very deep. I felt that this was a test proposition that they had colluded with to test my real ability?

In this way, in this special atmosphere, Li Shutian and I gathered around to shoot the ground wire.

At this time, I don't know whether it was Mr. Chen's greeting or the people volunteered to come over. For a moment, nearly 100 people in camouflage clothes arrived at the shooting range. They formed several lines and watched Li Shutian and me.

Among these people, there are some of my acquaintances. Joling is in it, and the dragon is in it. There are also a few squadron captains who can't be named, or even little instructors.

I finally know that under the surface harmony, these people have been wearing two masks, one is the backbone of Tianlong security company, the other is the underground mysterious work. They've been hiding so well that I've never noticed a sign. I suspect that there must be access to the basement in the rooms of the backbones. Otherwise, I would not have been unaware of their whereabouts. I don't even have the slightest doubt. I didn't expect that the headquarters of Tianhe organization would be under the ground of Tianlong security company headquarters!

In this case, I suddenly felt as if I had entered a paradise. My relatively peaceful life was suddenly injected into these scenes, which made me a little difficult to adapt to. But I don't have a choice, not at all.

Standing on the shooting ground line, Li Shutian gave me a contemptuous look, and then looked at my 81-1 automatic rifle. He couldn't help but sneer: "moving target or fixed head target, you choose."

He pulled the gun on the ground and loaded it. His legs were separated at a certain angle. His posture was as natural and heroic as Schwarzenegger.

I also loaded, into a standing shooting posture, said: "whatever. It doesn't matter what target it is, it's important to hit it accurately

Li Shutian said: "dead things are not as good as living things. How about we play with living things?"

I was stunned, but still pretended to be calm: "what do you mean, play real combat?"

Li Shutian said: "it is equivalent to actual combat, even more exciting than actual combat! I'll do it first, you do it with me! "

I said, "it's OK to let you go first."

Li Shutian whispered to Qianlong behind him. Qianlong was stunned and said to Li Shutian, "you are obviously bullying people. Who doesn't know you are a master of killing animals!"

What do you mean, master of killing animals? I thought about it a little in my heart, and I couldn't help frowning. I always feel that this is not a good thing.

Maybe it was Chen Zeming who noticed something. He suddenly said, "you two put down your guns first. For the sake of fairness, I have to say a few words."

Li Shutian and I followed our orders and set our guns on the ground one after another, and turned to approach Chen Zeming.

Chen Zeming looked at us and said, "you two are very murderous now. It's very good. But I have to remind Zhao Yunlong that you can choose the way of competition. Li Shutian is quite familiar with the shooting range, but it is your first time to come. Therefore, the specific items of the competition can be selected by Zhao Yunlong. "

I was stunned for a moment, secretly pleased: it seems that for this ridiculous competition, Chen Zeming still hopes that I will win!

But I was extremely firm: "Mr. Chen, let instructor Li decide the specific project. The shooting range is just a platform. We do not have the right to choose the battlefield. The actual combat requires us to face whatever battlefield we are in!"

Chen Zeming looked at me in surprise and turned to smile: "so confident? It's not a joke. Zhao Yunlong, think about it again. "

I said, "don't think about it! Let instructor Li decide! "

Chen Zeming seemed to be a little disappointed, but he waved his hand smartly and nodded slightly.

I found that the jade ring on his hand was shining, reflecting a special murderous spirit.

Li Shutian missed the opportunity to hit Qianlong with a smart ring finger and said, "according to the arrangement just now, the number is 20!"

Qianlong responded with a ring of fingers: "OK! No problem! " Turn around and go.

Among the many onlookers, Qiao Ling was the most concerned about me. Seeing Qianlong leave in a hurry, she came to me in a hurry, took my arm, frowned and said, "elder martial brother, how can you, how can you be so out of control? I know you have some skills, but this is not in the ring, but in the shooting range. Li Shutian's shooting skill has reached a state of perfectionJoling wore a camouflage suit that was different from that of the male players. A lot of conjectures and worries came into my mind, but they were fleeting.

I didn't reply to Qiao Ling's words positively, but said with a smile: "you look good in camouflage clothes."

Qiao Ling's face was slightly red and said with a bitter smile, "elder martial brother, are you so good in psychological quality?" She said in a slightly angry voice, reaching close to my ear and whispering: "elder martial brother, I tell you, Li Shutian's weakness is a stationary target. The more immobile an object is, the more inaccuracy he will shoot!"

I smile indifferently, nodded, as a reminder of Qiao Ling, thank you.

However, although I have no understanding of Li Shutian's shooting level, I believe in my own shooting ability.

Joling tried to persuade me again, but I turned decisively back to the shooting ground.

This shooting range is underground. The light is strange. It's bright and dark. I haven't seen any light control mechanism after looking at it for a long time.

Li Shutian confidently shook his shoulders, rubbed his hands, turned to face me and gave a smart smile. This time, he looked at the 81-1 automatic rifle that I support underground, and he couldn't help being stunned!

He immediately laughed and pointed: "do you want to change a gun? How can you compare with me if you don't even have a sight

I pretended to suddenly realize the way: "eh, really not accurate?" I put the gun up and looked at the quasi constellation in surprise, but I was laughing in my heart: I will prove to you that a gun without a collimation is not necessarily accurate.

To be exact, this is the first time that I have compared shooting skills with others. I can't remember clearly. But in my impression, in the shooting competition, I almost have not lost. I have a natural obsession and talent for shooting. Since I was a child, I made my own toy guns. When I came to the army, I felt like a fish in water. I am sure that I have reached the realm of man gun integration. What kind of star, what three-point line, these aiming rules are nothing. A real shooter doesn't need to "aim carefully at three points and one line, and shoot slowly with two hands together". Even if he aims at it casually, he can make the bullet fly into the target's heart. It is a special realm, just as oil peddlers can skillfully pour oil from the center of coins; a real shooter can achieve the unity of man and gun without the aid of any gap in the sight.

In particular, when he accompanied chief C to visit country Y during his term of office, I can still remember the competition with Kessel. Kessel is an authoritative representative of the shooting masters of country y, but he was easily defeated by me. What's more, Li Shutian, I don't believe his level can catch up with Kessel.

In his mind, Li Shutian has restrained his ridicule and raised his gun. His expression began to become serious.

I set the automatic rifle to "continuous firing" and was ready to fight Li Shutian at any time.

After about a minute or so, I heard a whistling sound 150 meters away. Li Shutian immediately braced up and took aim with his gun.

After the signal was finished, only a faint cry was heard. At the target, a group of white pigeons, about 20 of them, flew in.

I realized the real meaning of Li Shutian's words just now. It turned out that their so-called "biological targets" turned out to be this group of living pigeons.

So cruel, so ridiculous!

But I have to accept this challenge! The end of these pigeons will be the beginning of my new life.

For the sake of peace, for the important task, for the peace of the head of state and even for the peace of China, I can only watch these white pigeons as funerary objects and victims.

When the pigeons fly to the center, they start to run around in panic, but they have no way to go. They can only run into the wall again and again and turn back. Perhaps, this group of white pigeons, already aware of their own danger.

Bang, bang, bang -

Li Shutian has already started to pull the trigger. With the sound of gunfire, pigeons scream and fall from the sky.

Li Shutian's smile and self-confidence grew deeper and deeper. He pulled the trigger skillfully, and the pigeons fell down in a series, marking out a series of white miserable traces, turning to die.

After 19 shots, there was only a white dove left above the target. Perhaps in the test of life and death, it summed up the experience and simply hid its body in a target, and there was no trace.

Li Shutian smiles, pauses for a moment, and says to himself: hide, hide, you can't escape! Little fellow, then let you die more happily!

After talking to himself, he pulled the trigger decisively and slammed.

I vaguely saw that the pigeon hidden behind the target number was penetrated by the bullet and went straight out -

I can imagine the whine and eyes of this pigeon at the moment of dying, which is a kind of longing for life. But in front of a sharpshooter, no matter how hidden it is, it can't escape doom. Its life is not in its own hands, but in the hands of the Gunners.

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