Special Forces: Start with the enlistment of the top student!

When the people of the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company saw this scene, their subconscious hearts also tugged.

Can Pang Xuelin hit?

He didn't know, but they undoubtedly hoped that Pang Xuelin would succeed, and their breathing subconsciously lowered their voices, for fear that it would affect Pang Xuelin's shooting rhythm.

It's just that this last goal, they really feel that Pang Xuelin should not be able to fight.

Because that chicken cub is so dead that he hides directly behind the 800-meter target, they can't even see it...

"Boom!"

And at this last moment, Pang Xuelin shot.

The bullet was quickly excited from the chamber of the gun, and flew quickly in the distance.

In the middle, there are 800 meters of targets...

The bullet passed through it without hesitation, knocking the target down.

Then accurately drilled into the body of the last chicken, and the chicken cub, who was still running alive, was killed in an instant.

At this moment, the heavy task of the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company fell silent.

"Dig a groove!"

"Awesome!"

"Comrade Pang Xuelin, you are also too good!"

"Can this thing teach me, I want to learn!"

In the next second, everyone in the entire Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company was boiling.

Sharpshooters, they have seen, the guys of the fourth company of sharpshooters claim that their company is full of sharpshooters, even if it is the cooking class of the iron regiment, they are good shooters.

They couldn't deny this, at least until Pang Xuelin appeared.

Although I feel a little uncomfortable, I feel that the light gun is good and has little effect on the real battlefield, but there is no doubt that before that, the sharpshooter quadruple that often crushed their night tiger reconnaissance company in various shooting competitions was a group of sharpshooters in their eyes.

But now, compared with Pang Xuelin's marksmanship.

In their opinion, their so-called sharpshooters are a fart, and the one in front of them is a sharpshooter, a real sharpshooter.

Even they felt that the sharpshooter could no longer be used to describe Pang Xuelin.

Pang Xuelin is not only as simple as accurate marksmanship, but also fast, really accurate and very.

More importantly, Pang Xuelin is holding a sniper rifle.

So far away, so high accuracy, this person is simply a god man.

As they had thought before, they felt that it might be a scene they would never forget for the rest of their lives.

Now as they thought, they saw it.

Such a scene will not be forgotten by killing them.

It doesn't matter if they stay in the army or leave the army in the future.

This will become their bragging capital to others;

They will always remember that in the army they once stayed, there was such a powerful figure.

A few hundred meters away, in a few seconds, a sniper shot killed a chicken cub who scattered and fled.

It's just chicken cubs, chicken cubs' goals.

What if this is on the battlefield?

Sniping this thing is like assassins, one hit is not hit by a shield for thousands of miles.

But Pang Xuelin is like this, where is this still a sniper rifle, it is simply a sniper rifle with a lock mode facing the distance.

In an open place, if there is such a sniper as Pang Xuelin buried.

To put it mildly, with the shooting efficiency and accuracy of Pang Xuelin.

A class of people, in front of him, may be the same effect as the chickens.

If you don't find a bunker before death comes, there is only one result, and that is death.

What's more, a simple bunker will not work.

The last chicken has said it all.

After running so far, he even coincidentally covered his figure.

However, the result is the same.

"Hehe, where, where, low-key and low-key!"

"Fang, I'll come down!"

"I still have a gun in my hand!"

Where did Pang Xuelin think that his comrades were so enthusiastic, this old miao was still watching, and he came up directly and threw him into the sky.

This strong sense of insecurity made Pang Xuelin very panicked and quickly said.

"Okay, stop making trouble, let him down!"

Lao Miao looked at it stunned, and withdrew his gaze for a long time.

He didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment.

Shock, joy? Can't believe it? There are simply too many emotions.

Pang Xuelin was put down, relieved, and I don't know who invented this humiliating way of celebrating, Nima is too insecure.

Of course, he is also very happy in his heart.

The ability of gun fighting, although bullet bending kind he has not yet mastered.

But with the cooperation of those poor chicks.

He kind of knows what he is capable of.

It's strong, it's terrifying, and it's not an exaggeration to say invincible.

Special is on the battlefield.

The feeling that you are aiming at the target, through calculations, can clearly know where the other party is next, where you should shoot...

What to say about that feeling?

It's like there's a game where you enter a time-slowing shooting state, and there is a Jarvis next to you to report information to you, so that you clearly know the location of the other party and the next movement trajectory.

"You also invented this shooting method and breathing rhythm?"

Lao Miao looked at Pang Xuelin and asked.

"Press!"

Pang Xuelin listened to Lao Miao's words, and also knew that Lao Miao had guessed something, and nodded.

The system is his, so such a way of shooting, also invented by himself, press, there is nothing wrong.

"Is there universality?"

Even if he had expected it, Lao Miao still had the urge to marvel at Pang Xuelin's genius.

He took a deep breath to calm himself down and asked in a deep voice.

As a veteran, he has also worked with snipers.

I can clearly feel the power of Pang Xuelin's shooting like this.

It can be said that if every sniper has Pang Xuelin, oh no, even one-tenth of his power.

The threat level of the entire sniper will be directly increased tenfold ··

Snipers like Pang Xuelin were thrown on the battlefield he once experienced.

Definitely a top fighter, once the enemy finds out, he will definitely send a regiment, or even a division, to encircle and suppress, without doubt, without exaggeration.

Because such a person, who found him bunker, enough bullets, is simply a killing machine that harvests human lives.

"Yes, but it's hard..."

Pang Xuelin thought for a moment and replied seriously.

When the system gives him memory, he automatically understands the key to everything, which can naturally be handed over to others, but it depends on talent.

Not everyone can remain sane and calculating on that battlefield. _

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