Space Base Arms Dealer

This strange marksmanship test aroused the interest of everyone in the military camp. One against nine, there has never been any precedent for such a test of marksmanship.

"Are you seeking death?"

"One against nine! As long as the firepower suppresses it, I'm afraid he won't even have a chance to fight back!"

Nuosang cleared everything around the shooting range, leaving a large blank area. Some of the soldiers stood halfway up the mountain with telescopes, some climbed into the trees, and some hid in bunkers next to the shooting range without fear of danger.

Watch this life and death showdown.

Nuosang, Fang Shijie and others stood on a high platform used to review troops and watched the competition.

Mara's face was flushed with excitement, waiting for his subordinate to come out on top.

As both sides took their positions, Hu Yuesheng took a loudspeaker and shouted: "The marksmanship competition begins now!"

Along with his words, one of Mara's hands weakened and fell to the ground.

Ma La cursed: "Your grandma is usually very brave, why are you so soft today?"

Before he could finish speaking, another of his men staggered two steps and fell to the ground.

Mara stopped scolding this time. He stretched his head, as if he wanted to see clearly what happened.

Only when he saw the two fallen men with red blood coming out from under their bodies did he finally understand.

"I didn't even hear the gunshot, why are two of my men dead?!" Ma La turned her eyes and stared at Fang Shijie fiercely, as if she wanted to ask him if he was cheating.

But Fang Shijie looked blank, as if nothing had happened.

In the field, Mara's remaining seven men felt the strong murderous intent, and they all started running. During the intervals of running, they raised their guns and fired from time to time. The sound of "ping ping ping ping ping ping" kept ringing out.

Although the terrain of the field is slightly different in height, in general, it is impossible to avoid the opponent's eyes in a standing position. In this competition, lying on the ground is not allowed, so both sides

Everyone is a moving target.

At the other end of the field, Special Forces Soldier No. 6 seemed to be a young boy who had just entered the battlefield. He stood motionless and allowed the opponent to treat him as a target for shooting, and only occasionally fired a shot when he saw the opportunity.

But as soon as he shoots, one of Mara's men will fall, and in a blink of an eye, there are only four of Mara's men left in the field.

The soldiers watching the battle were stunned. From a distance of 500 meters, one shot was accurate. What kind of sharpshooter must this be!

"Look. He's standing there, not even moving. His mental quality is really incredible!"

"Did you see it? He is holding a pistol in his hand! It's the new weapon we just took over! This pistol is more accurate than the rifles of Mara's men. It's amazing!"

At this moment, Mara's whole heart shrank into a ball. Just now, Rondo, the sharpshooter he relied on most, had fallen.

He also understood that under the surveillance of many people, no one could cheat. The great hero's subordinate was the real marksman.

Among the nine people on the field, except for five who have excellent marksmanship, the other four people all have good martial arts and have saved his life in critical moments countless times. But now, they all seem to be alive soon!

Thinking of the way the big hero pretended to be stupid just now, Ma La felt so hateful that her teeth almost bled.

He wanted to stop, but as a leader of troops, if he goes back on his words, what credibility will he have in the future?

Mara had hatred in her heart and eyes blazing with anger. She stared straight at the scene, hoping that one of his men would have good luck and give a bullet to the demon who had taken the lives of several of his men.

He also knew that this hope was somewhat slim.

While Mara's heart was bleeding, Nuo Sang, Hu Yuesheng and several others were also sweating on their backs. This great hero was really good at pretending! Even old guys like them were all deceived by him.

This great hero, his men are so powerful! At the same time, they are a little bit stunned that such a powerful sharpshooter is actually being used as a driver and porter by him. He really doesn't know how to make the best use of everything!

In the field, Special Forces No. 6 finally stopped playing. He raised his gun, aimed, one shot, two shots, three shots, four shots!

In just a few seconds, the remaining four Mara men in the field fell down one after another and could never stand up again.

The competition is over!

Neither the commanders and generals beside Fang Shijie nor the soldiers watching the battle made any movement for a long time.

Damn it! The beginning was so exciting, they thought this was all the strength of the sharpshooter, but who knew, the ending song in the last few seconds revealed his true strength!

Everyone could see clearly that in the end, Mara's four men simply gave up the attack and just kept running, bending down as much as possible to avoid the enemy's muzzle lock. Who knows,

Even so, they were easily called out one by one, and no one was missed! Moreover, it was still in just a few seconds!

All evasive movements, feints, irregular running and walking, and battlefield survival rules are all in vain in front of this sharpshooter!

"The God of Killing! This is the real God of Killing!" Some people were so excited that their lips trembled, and they were so excited to see such a peak-strength sharpshooter with their own eyes.

"This is a sharpshooter who can defeat one against a hundred! I believe he can really defeat one against a hundred!" Some people like to use data to speak.

Mara, who suffered heavy losses, finally calmed down. He did not feel wronged by losing to such a sharpshooter.

"You win!" Marla's voice was hoarse. In just a short period of time, I don't know what kind of painful process he has gone through. This strong and cold-blooded man finally gave in!

Special Forces No. 6 successfully completed the mission. He ran to Fang Shijie and said, "Report to Commander, mission accomplished!"

"Yeah!" Fang Shijie nodded slightly. In this situation, it would be a pity not to show off.

When several big shots saw Fang Shijie speaking to the world's top sharpshooter in such a arrogant manner, they all wanted to hit him on the head with the butt of their rifles.

Fang Shijie seemed not to notice the fiery looks of the people next to him. He said in the tone of a teacher lecturing students: "Tell me, how many mistakes did you make just now?"

Huh? Everyone was dumbfounded. Does this great hero still want to find fault with the excellent and magical performance of a sharpshooter?

In the eyes of everyone, Special Forces No. 6 replied respectfully: "Report to the commander, my speed is too slow! The battle could have ended in ten seconds, but it took one minute and twenty-eight seconds!"

Everyone couldn't help but nodded secretly, he indeed had this strength.

Fang Shijie did not give up. He said seriously: "First: you should shoot while moving! Although this will extend the end of the battle by two to three seconds, it will make you invincible!"

"Yes! I understand!" Special Forces Soldier No. 6 said in a loud voice.

Fang Shijie continued: "Second: When you shot the second target, your body posture was obviously leaning forward, which would cause the bullet to deviate slightly from the target. You can check to see that this bullet definitely did not hit the center of the forehead!

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"I understand! Commander!" Special Forces Soldier No. 6 had no doubts about what Fang Shijie said.

He didn't doubt it, which didn't mean that others didn't doubt it. Nuosang, Hu Yuesheng and others immediately sent people to check the wounds on all the dead gunmen.

Fang Shijie didn't seem to see everyone's actions, and continued: "Third..." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes,