Hong Kong Comprehensive World Champion

Chapter 255 Double Tap! (Add a monthly ticket and ask for a subscription)

"You can write something on the table." Blind Chen heard that customers are not counting fate, but fortune, and the exact time, and wondered, are you here to mess things up? "

Who doesn't know that I, Blind Chen, are the most accurate fortune tellers? If you don't ask me for fortune-telling, you simply don't know what to do!

However, he still couldn't help pinching his fingers, and put on an old-fashioned look.

After all, no matter what, you can't lose your style, if you dare to come, I will count!

"En." Zhuang Shikai nodded, and put his fingers on the table, trying to write a word. But for a while, he couldn't think of what to write, so he simply wrote a handsome word, which was in line with his style anyway.

After Zhuang Shikai finished writing the word "handsome", he stared into the old blind man's eyes and said, "Mr. Chen, the word is finished."

Although character testing has always been a very fateful method of divination, Zhuang Shikai is very curious about how blind people can measure characters? Can he read words?

The old blind man moved his ears, stretched out his palm, and opened his mouth to speak, "Five years!"

"It will definitely be transferred back to the police station within five years."

Zhuang Shikai looked at the five fingers of the old blind man. Nodding thoughtfully: "Thank you, Mr. Chen."

He took out a Hong Kong dollar and put it on the table, then turned and left Tin Hau Temple.

After hearing the sound of footsteps going away, the old blind man touched a piece of Hong Kong banknote with his hand, with a smile on his face: "Fortunately, I heard that you wrote five pictures, otherwise I wouldn't know how to lie to you."

"Five years are good, five years are good, hehe, let's see if you still remember this after five years, and if you are in the mood to trouble me...Maybe you will be on the street after five years."

"Huh?"

"Big water hose!"

"If you are so rich, come to me next time to see Feng Shui, I will definitely not fool you!"

The old blind man silently folded the Hong Kong banknotes and stuffed them into his trouser belt. When he heard someone coming in again, he immediately restored his solemn expression.

This time it's a regular customer again.

Just by the sound, I knew it was the short fat man.

...

"Zhuang sir, there is trouble." Half a month later, when the Flying Tigers were stationed, John walked up to Zhuang Shikai with a document.

Zhuang Shikai is wearing a training uniform and is supervising the training of the players.

When he heard John's anxious voice, he immediately grabbed his baton, turned around and asked, "Sir, is this a mission?"

In the past half a month, the selection of Chinese within the police force has ended.

The police force newly selected more than 200 Chinese police officers, and after three levels of assessment, there were finally 18 Chinese police officers left.

After these 18 Chinese police officers were recruited, they started a month-long training for the Flying Tigers.

As a senior officer, Zhuang Shikai, of course, does not need to lead these new team members. He is now conducting daily training with the two teams under the opponent.

Those new team members will naturally be assigned to other commanders after the training camp is completed, and he doesn't need to worry about it at all.

John, on the other hand, heard Zhuang Shikai's inquiry, and handed the document in front of Zhuang Shikai: "NO! It's not a mission! It's an urban anti-terrorism joint exercise invited by the US military!"

"Huh?" Zhuang Shikai frowned, took the folder and opened it, and then quickly combined it, speaking loudly.

"beat!"

"Since the U.S. military wants to test whether our guns are fast enough! Let's shoot him and let him see!"

"All members of the Flying Tigers gather!"

Zhuang Shikai picked up the silver flute around his neck, beep beep, and played the flute.

Crashing, the Flying Tigers who were training in the mud quickly climbed up, rushed to the commander and assembled in front of the commander covered in mud.

Looking at the expressions of Zhuang Shikai and the Flying Tigers, John's heart trembled: "Sir Zhuang really said what he said!"

"I'm not afraid of the U.S. military's black account at all! I want to take the Flying Tigers to fight against the U.S. military!"

At this moment, John took a deep breath and said aloud, "Sir Zhuang, you must be careful when you go abroad."

"I have a military school classmate who works in the U.S. Special Forces. Let me get a piece of news... The retired Navy SEAL commander you killed is the younger brother of a current SEAL colonel..."

...

Five years later.

Happy Valley.

IDPA Shooting Club, and Hong Kong Police Force Club.

A competitive competition for social design lovers in Hong Kong is underway in the gun lane. A total of ten enthusiasts from all walks of life and different nationalities in Hong Kong are fiercely competing for the championship.

This is the first shooting competition open to the whole society since the establishment of the IDPA shooting club, and the bonus of up to 500,000 Hong Kong dollars is also very attractive in 80 years.

"Bang bang bang!"

Three clean gunshots sounded.

A young gunman in a gray cotton coat, noise-canceling headphones, guns in both hands, and goggles pulled the trigger and knocked down three round targets in a row.

Afterwards, the young shooter lowered his gun and sprinted sideways. Then, his legs were steady and he fought solidly on the ground. He raised his gun again and shot again at the opposite target through the perspective of a hoop.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Clang clang clang!"

Every time the young gunman pulls the trigger, the barrel of the gun will sound a roar, and the target in front of him will inevitably respond with a crisp hit sound.

The young shooter on the field looked solemn, and his mastery of the gun seemed to have been integrated into the bone marrow. The competition guns used in the arena are different from the actual combat guns.

Not only is it more handsome, but it is also lighter and more precise, and it can also add additional configurations such as sights and auxiliary devices.

Because racing guns are designed for competition, only pursuing fast, accurate and light.

Actual combat firearms must pursue stability, adaptability, security, etc...

Therefore, the two types of firearms are essentially different, and according to the laws of Hong Kong Island, the kinetic energy of a racing gun must be limited to less than 1.8 joules, and exceeding 1.8 joules is a violation.

At this time, the young gunman stood still at the last shooting point, raised his gun with both hands, his piercing eyes pierced through the goggles, rushed into the sight, burst out with a ray of natural murderous aura, and pulled the trigger again and again.

"Clang clang clang."

The last five moving targets all fell down, and the whole process took less than a second.

"Double Tap!"

Five strikes, actually ten rounds fired.

There was also a bullet change in the middle.

Then, the young gunman stood on the spot, turned his gun to the sky according to the standard of the game, unloaded the magazine, pulled the bolt, and made a click to ensure that there were no bullets in the chamber.

After waiting for the on-site referee to check the firearm and nodding his head to confirm that it was correct, he put the competition gun into the gun pocket on his waist, turned around and walked back to the starting point.

"Clatter."

The audience outside the stadium applauded immediately, giving him the warmest applause.

The judges of the police force on the jury table also showed surprise, prudence, and appreciation

Among the ten finalists, he was the first to finish and the most watched one.

At this time, the young man was walking, and when he heard the applause, he suddenly turned around with a smile on his face and waved his hands, responding kindly to the audience.

And the young man is dressed in a competition suit, with the tips of his hair raised, wearing goggles and turning his head to smile, which is even more charming and unrestrained...

subsequently.

The rest of the finalists completed the competition one after another.

The on-site referee stepped forward to count the target positions and shouted loudly: "Track No. 1, twelve targets out of twelve!"

"The last five targets, five Double Taps!"

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