Urban: Town Country War God

Soldiers enter the arena, and the bull's-eye in the distance is three hundred meters away.

It was late autumn and there was a lot of wind in the outskirts.

The wind blowing is a harsh test for shooting.

Whether it's the wind speed or the flying speed of the bullet, you must understand the transparent test, otherwise it will be difficult to hit the bullseye.

Lin Xiao watched this group of young soldiers enter the arena, adjusted their guns, observed the wind speed, and waited in a stance, suddenly laughed.

At that time, when he first joined the army, he was a stunned young man who didn't understand anything. Isn't he also like them, training hard and meticulous in the army?

Bang bang bang!

For a long time, the wind is reduced, and it is the best time to shoot.

It is certainly not the incompetent person who can let this group of soldiers into the field.

At least as far as sniping is concerned, it is definitely the existence of top soldiers in the field.

There were bursts of gunshots piercing the air, and the void croaked.

Lin Xiao stood with his hand in his hand, squinting his eyes slightly, listening to the sound of the long-lost sniper rifle with a cordial heart.

For six years in the army and fighting all year round, the gun will always accompany them, and the firing of sniper rifles is even more enjoyable for them.

Click!

Putting down his gun and standing at attention, a soldier stood still and turned around in an orderly manner.

but.

The next moment, Lin Xiao and Xu Hao looked at the bullseye in various ways, their eyes condensed, then they looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

"Mr. Lin, you?" Zhang Feihu asked, looking at the bullseye with satisfaction and pride. He raised his head slightly and asked.

Lin Xiao didn't reply, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and took a step forward to take the semi-automatic sniper rifle.

Zhang Feihu immediately stood up, straightened his waist, and waited and see.

The surrounding groups of soldiers were also calm, holding their breath, looking at Lin Xiao nervously and expectantly, wanting to see how many rings he could hit.

After all, being able to let Zhang Feihu, the great leader, follow the whole process, it seems that he is only a horse and a saddle, and he is about the same age as them.

They are all wondering what kind of person they are to have this strength.

I also want to know how strong this young man is.

I think so.

In fact, in their hearts, most people still don't quite believe that this young man can surpass them.

After all, the worst score here is also the 9th ring, the best of which is the 100th ring.

How can it be surpassed?

However, nothing is absolute.

After Lin Xiao adjusted the gun, he shook the gun with a deep meaning, and then, under the eyes of the public, stared at it with breathlessness and pulled the trigger.

Bang bang bang!

Three rounds in a row, the bullets flew out.

Everyone was at ease for no reason, and they all looked at the target shooter curiously.

Within a minute, the audience was silent.

Waiting for the inspection of the soldiers in charge of statistics.

Not long after, the soldier in charge of statistics came back with shocked expressions. When he came to the front, Lin Xiao's eyes were not the same, "Ninety-nine rings, all three shots."

Zhang Feihu: "..."

A group of soldiers: "..."

The audience fell into silence again.

All of the three rings are ninety-nine rings, which requires extremely powerful control of the sniper rifle to achieve.

In other words, the young man in front of them is actually a very powerful sharpshooter.

There was a brief silence, and the scene immediately became restless.

However, it did not reach the point of loud noise and uproar.

After all, there were previously 100 hits, although not all three shots, but the remaining second hits were all above the 90s.

Zhang Feihu was a little proud, raised his head slightly, pointed at the soldier who shot Baihuan before, and smiled: "Mr. Lin, your sniper skills are really good, but my soldier seems to be bad."

"Mr. Lin, you seem to be almost"

Everyone yearns for their own soldiers to be powerful, after all, he is powerful, and you, as the leader, also have pride.

Zhang Feihu's remarks were not provocative, but he hoped that Lin Xiao would look at him with admiration.

Lin Xiao smiled without saying a word.

Xu Hao stepped forward, playing with the taste: "You are asking your soldiers to take a closer look."

"Ok?"

Zhang Feihu wanted to introduce his sharpshooter to let Lin Xiao know his soldier.

If he can get the appreciation of the six-star honorary commander of the empire, he might be able to make progress in the future. It will be a good thing for him, the empire and himself, no matter what point of view.

However, now that Xu Hao said, he will inevitably become a little curious.

Is there any deviation from the previous check?

"Xiao Li, you are going to take a look again." Zhang Feihu took a deep breath and ordered a statistician.

The statistician dared not slack off, and hurriedly ran forward again to check.

When he came back again, his face was full of shock and incredible.

"Xiao Li, report the number." Zhang Feihu said one after another.

The surrounding soldiers also pricked their ears and began to wait.

"The three rings are all in, the three and the only one, and the 100 rings." Xiao Li's statistician swallowed fiercely, and said the words in shock and incredible.

For an instant, the audience was silent.

Everyone was dumbfounded, just dumbfounded.

Not to mention the three rings, they are all in one, hitting the bullseye.

This…

This is simply the sharpshooter of the sharpshooter.

For a while, everyone looked at Lin Xiao with an incredible expression.

I only think that this young man with a dusty temperament is unfathomable.

Zhang Feihu was also shocked, and he was about to start talking, but was interrupted by Lin Xiao.

Lin Xiao looked up and down the sniper rifle, handed it to Zhang Feihu, and said: "Leader Zhang, you have a problem with the firing needle of the sniper rifle."

"What?" Zhang Feihu was a little dazed.

"It's impossible. We've all checked it ourselves many times."

A soldier stood up and explained, vetoing it.

If there is a problem with the firing needle, it is easy to misfire when shooting, and it is also easy to deviate. Not to mention hitting the tenth ring, whether it can hit is still a problem.

No wonder they didn't believe it this night.

Lin Xiao shook his head and said with a smile: "You take a look at it."

The soldiers looked at each other.

Zhang Feihu held the sniper rifle in his hand, and in the crowd's onlookers, the speed of the sniper rifle was disassembled, and everyone stared at him unblinkingly.

After some dismantling and several corrections, everyone was stunned and shocked.

A group of people were dumbfounded, one by one with big eyes and small eyes.

The firing pin is indeed deviated, but the deviation is not large. It may be that the gun has been used for too long. Although it is properly maintained, the parts are still somewhat damaged.

If it is not disassembled, it cannot be sensed at all.

can…

How did this find out?

This is not the point. The soldiers with serious details noticed that the moment Lin Xiao held the gun, his expression changed slightly.

In other words, the moment people actually hold the gun, they already know that there is a problem with the gun.

This…

"This is too amazing, right?"

In an instant, there was an uproar in the audience.

They have seen something amazing, and they have never seen something so amazing.

Looking at Lin Xiao's eyes one by one, his faces were full of worship.

This is really amazing, it's simply the great **** among the great gods.

But only Zhang Feihu didn't take it for granted, but took it for granted.

A legend is a legend.

The **** of death in the night is truly unique in the world, there is only one in the world!

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