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With some kind of thought that he found incredible, Lao Miao looked at several other targets six hundred meters away.

He looked over one by one.

The first one, a shot in the eyebrows, a shot in the chest, and the position is even exactly the same as the previous one.

Lao Miao even suspected that he had seen it wrong, and after reading it again, he dared to believe it.

It's just that speed, that frequency of shooting, direct transformation of the target, and such accuracy, how is it possible?

Lao Miao even wondered if he hadn't woken up, otherwise how could such a thing happen, and even he felt that such an ability was not something that a human species could master.

How can people, not machines, achieve such accuracy at such speeds?

Looking at the next one.

One shot in the eye and one shot in the middle of the chest.

Not as accurate as before, obviously Pang Xuelin has a mistake, seeing this, Lao Miao is relieved, there is a mistake is good, there is a mistake that shows that Pang Xuelin is a person, not some machine, monster, otherwise Lao Miao really does not know how to face Pang Xuelin, a person is excellent is a good thing, but if the excellent are not like a person, it makes people feel a little busy.

Look at the last target position, one shot in the eyebrows, one shot in the throat;

Ruthless is really, accurate is really accurate.

But at least it was a mistake, wasn't it.

Just think about if it's an enemy at six hundred meters, such a hit rate, such a speed, is it a mistake?

If standing there, it was he who was shot!

Thinking about that picture, Lao Miao couldn't help but shiver.

Who would have thought that six hundred meters away, an assault rifle could achieve such a hit rate.

And such a hit rate, can it still be said that it is a mistake?

Lao Miao was a little afraid to think about it.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Pang Xuelin, who was lying quietly not far away, as if he was resting, was like a peerless ferocious beast that was crawling.

Such a person, if he goes to the battlefield, will be the deepest nightmare in the hearts of countless people.

Even if you just want to, you don't want to think of the terrifying existence.

And that's just the case of rifles.

What if Pang Xuelin picked up the previous sniper rifle?

The Type 95 assault rifle is capable of achieving such an effect by shooting at a very long distance, so what if it is a sniper rifle?

And what will his attack range reach?

What would it be like if such a person became an assassin?

Of course, it cannot be said that after all, the more accurate the sniper, the higher the requirements for the surrounding environment, weather conditions, air conditions.

The farther the distance, the higher the requirements for people.

It's just, is Pang Xuelin really unable to do it?

He didn't know, but Lao Miao knew that when he had such an idea, he actually already had the answer in his heart.

"Bang bang!"

Pang Xuelin's shooting continued.

He rested for a while and seemed to be well rested, and the shooting continued.

It was as if someone was holding an assault blind gun, and the sound of strafing guns continued to sound at the range of the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company.

But it can be seen from Lao Miao's face.

This is clearly not a few blind strafing.

Pang Xuelin's shooting accuracy is rapidly improving at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His bullets were firing faster and faster, with fewer and fewer pauses in between.

Only after the magazine has been hit and the bullet needs to be pressed, will it stop slightly for a while.

However, every time after this stage passes, Pang Xuelin's shooting accuracy will be improved by another level compared to before.

Lao Miao and the two veterans saw what a real genius is through their own eyes.

And a true genius, how fast will he progress.

The time of each sub-magazine seems to be the time for Pang Xuelin to summarize progress.

After each process, Pang Xuelin's shooting results would once again deeply shock the three people watching.

Gradually, all three became numb.

Because Pang Xuelin is above the six-hundred-meter target, he can already point where to hit.

There is no deviation at all.

It is hard to imagine that Pang Xuelin shot out with a marksmanship that seemed to be splashing water.

Without care, the few melon-eating masses around him, Pang Xuelin was still very satisfied with his progress.

Now it is his limit, and if he continues, there will be no progress.

And if you want to go further.

There is no need for it, the 5.8 mm bullet of the Type 95 assault rifle, no matter how farther it is, the lethality is limited, and there is no need for that.

It is not for nothing that sniper rifles are all 762 bullets, and that 5.8mm bullets can become sniper rifles.

The size of the bullet determines the penetration of the firearm, which is why the bullets of various anti-material sniper rifles are very large.

Since there is not much effect, there is not much point in pondering 800 meters, and it is impossible to achieve immediate results as a result of the enemy's life, and practicing is also a waste of his already somewhat overloaded brain, and Pang Xuelin does not practice.

"Report!"

After thinking about it, Pang Xuelin spoke!

"Say!"

Lao Miao heard Pang Xuelin's words, his heart was extremely complicated at this moment, he didn't know what Pang Xuelin was going to say to himself, but looking at Pang Xuelin's urine nature, he was likely to do something, something beyond his expectations, Lao Miao didn't know if his heart could withstand the stimulation again.

But Pang Xuelin spoke to him, he obviously couldn't ignore it, so he took a deep breath and he spoke.

"Miao Lian, do we have a more powerful guy!"

Pang Xuelin played with the Type 95 rifle in his hand and asked curiously.

With this thing in his hand, Pang Xuelin can already say very confidently that he is completely integrated, and he wants to see if there is anything else.

"Yes, 40 fires, do you want to try it!"

Old Miao's face twitched, if other soldiers said such things to themselves, he would have rushed up and pumped him with a big mouth.

I also want to play more powerful, have you mastered the gun in your hand, press, the aircraft tank is powerful, do you want to try it.

But Pang Xuelin... Then forget it.

You have to let Lao Miao now take the Type 95 to talk to Pang Xuelin, two two-person drills or something, Lao Miao feels that he may be hung up and hammered.

After all, this bastard in front of you really doesn't reason with you.

The same assault rifle, people can hit the effect of a sniper rifle, what temper can you have? _

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