Gao Wu Arrives

Wang Zhiyun arrived soon, looking at Liu Jingzhou and Wang Hang, his face was embarrassed.

"Senior Liu, isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

Liu Jingzhou's expression was faint: "Oh? Where is it inappropriate?"

"Is the strength of Wang Hang's senior..." Wang Zhiyun struggled. Wang Hang's strength is too strong, this simply doesn't give Lin Feng a chance.

"Wang Hang's position is the captain. Then Lin Feng will challenge the captain, so, is there a problem?" Liu Jingzhou smiled lightly.

This is the key to his deliberate avoidance of the problem.

And this is why Wang Zhiyun is entangled. In nominal terms, Wang Hang was indeed just the captain.

He played in the battle, it was reasonable and reasonable.

"Team Leader Xu Pingsheng has instructed me to be as fair as possible this time." Wang Zhiyun took a breath and said softly.

He reported what happened yesterday.

Xu Pingsheng, who was in retreat, didn't know what was going on and learned about it, so he directly ordered him to take care of Lin Feng.

In other words, to be fair, let Lin Feng choose a challenge opponent. Rather than being like Zhou Xinghao before, people from their martial arts club took the initiative to fight.

Wang Zhiyun also knows the meaning of Xu Pingsheng's arrangement.

Undoubtedly, he discovered that Lin Feng had the strength, so he wanted to show his junior.

"You mean what I did is unfair?" Liu Jingzhou narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.

"I don't dare to learn." Wang Zhiyun lowered his head.

The team leader and the team leader, don't look at the difference of only one level. But the gap at this level has widened.

After all, there are only ten group leaders in the martial arts club.

But how many captains are there?

I'm afraid there are no fewer than a hundred people.

"Don't let Xu Ping come to crush me!" Liu Jingzhou glanced at Wang Zhiyun indifferently, "Although Lin Feng is a genius, but he jumped a little too much, I let people suppress it, which is also a good thing for him."

"But you don't think I will do anything to him, after all, I am also from the Budo Club, not from the Taiyi Club!"

Liu Jingzhou finally explained one more sentence.

And this sentence is not to give Wang Zhiyun face, but to Xu Pingsheng.

Of course Wang Zhiyun knows this too.

In the end, he could only nod and agree: "I will go and make arrangements!"

When Wang Zhiyun turned and walked to the door, Liu Jingzhou's words came from behind him: "There is still a solution to this matter. Let Lin Feng abstain. If you stay in the position of the squadron leader in half a year, then forget it."

Wang Zhiyun was startled.

Knowing that this is already Liu Jingzhou's biggest concession.

"Then I'll take Lin Feng to thank Leader Liu!"

Liu Jingzhou waved his hand.

...

Bang bang bang!

On the training ground, fierce gunfire continued.

Lin Feng was holding an assault rifle and staring at the target a thousand meters ahead with a serious expression.

Keep pulling the trigger with your finger.

Soon, all 30 bullets in one shuttle were shot out.

"All ten rings, hit the key!" A team leader stepped forward to check the target, and then reported the results.

A faint smile appeared on Lin Feng's face.

"Not bad!" Zhu Luo patted him on the shoulder.

Lin Feng put down the assault rifle and shook his head: "It's nothing, it's just average."

Yes.

Just average.

A class of 200 people, unless it is not performing well, otherwise, the goal of one kilometer is almost all ten rings.

The reason for this is that, on the one hand, it is a dead target.

The other is that their physical fitness far exceeds that of ordinary people. The responsiveness is too exaggerated.

"Although this gun is good, the effect in actual combat is really not great." Song Yu shook his head with emotion.

Lin Feng also nodded.

As long as you become a fighter, your basic speed is 100 meters per second. Although the gun is strong, it is too difficult to hit a fast-moving target.

Unless it is teamwork.

In that case, if hundreds of firearms are involved at the same time, even if it is a master of war, it is difficult to avoid them all.

but.

In the new era, although firearms have developed more than they used to, their power has not increased much.

Ordinary firearms, even if they hit the generals and masters, they can at most cause slight injuries, even serious injuries, so how can they be killed?

Furthermore.

Thermal weapons rely too much on logistics.

If the mode of a five-person team enters the battle zone to fight, how many pills can be taken by five people?

The death is less than ten thousand shots.

Ten thousand shots were consumed very quickly. At that time, firearms can only become fire sticks.

This is why, now all places are mainly equipped with cold weapons.

"I heard that the R&D department has been developing new guns, even mechas, and I don't know when they will be developed." Lin Feng said casually.

Zhu Luo sneered at this: "I have been talking about research and development for fifteen years. As a result, I don't even have a hair now!"

Song Yu also shook his head slightly.

The Blue Star has undergone a major change and merged into the Taiyi World. The creatures and substances in the Blue Star have evolved unprecedentedly.

Yuanshi is the energy of the new era.

But for the application of Yuanshi, the Bluestar people are still in the initial stage, and the development is not enough.

I heard that there are people on the otherworldly side who can make bomb-like existences with primordial stones, and they are very powerful.

but.

Although the power of firearms is greatly reduced.

However, students like Lin Feng still have to practice and master.

Because this is the native technology of the Blue Star Terran. Many people also believe that the future can be a magic weapon for overtaking outsiders in corners.

The morning class ends.

Lin Feng and Zhu Luo said and smiled and walked to the cafeteria.

Just after walking a few steps, I saw Wang Zhiyun walking towards him. Lin Feng saw his expression and knew that the other party had something to do with him, so he greeted him.

"Senior Wang, have I arranged my challenge to the captain?" Lin Feng smiled.

Wang Zhiyun nodded, his face was serious: "It's arranged. But I hope you abstain!"

"Why?" Lin Feng frowned, a little puzzled.

When Wang Zhiyun saw his expression, he couldn't help but smile. This Lin Feng is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers!

"Because this time the opponent is very strong!" Wang Zhiyun explained.

Wang Hang was a junior in junior year. He had experienced many battles and was an eighth-level fighter. He was really a terrifying opponent.

"I guess he can be ranked within five thousand on the Yanhuang Qingyun list." Wang Zhiyun said solemnly.

Lin Feng was surprised.

The Yanhuang Qingyun List is a list of recorded young strong Yanhuang people within 30 years of age.

Within a hundred, they are all masters.

However, only one thousand people are officially recorded.

Wang Zhiyun's five thousand names are just a list estimated by private individuals. But even though it is an estimate, it can also be seen that Wang Hang is powerful.

After a moment of silence, Lin Feng finally shook his head under Wang Zhiyun's expectation: "I will not abstain from seniors."

Wang Zhiyun was deeply surprised and helpless.

"You don't abstain, I'm afraid you will be seriously injured this time! You don't know, because you picked Zhou Xinghao shortly after enrolling. This has already made many seniors uncomfortable."

Lin Feng was surprised.

But thinking about it is normal.

"I can win!" After Lin Feng pondered for a moment, there were only these three words.