Special Years

The first group of sniper rifles fired at the same time.

This once-in-a-century wonder satiated everyone's appetite.

There were people who thought Zhuang Yan would be easily sacked by Yu Qunchao and had to hang their hearts.

Did the boy miss?

This was the first thought that flashed in the minds of all the veterans of the "Excalibur" brigade.

The truck moved on.

Across the tactical gloves, Zhuang Yan also felt a little damp in his palm.

He released the handle of the gun, flicked his fingers, and then turned his head to Yu Qunchao with a hehe.

This smile made Yu Qunchao a little surprised.

This guy is laughing!

what's so funny!

Did he think he was going to win?

Yu Qunchao tried his best to stabilize his undulating thoughts.

How nervous is this senior soldier standing beside him.

What strange things came out of the "Red Arrow" brigade?

Just now, he looked stern, but suddenly he smiled like a flower. Is this the face of a dog? Change to change?

Makes me feel like I know him well...

The carriage shook.

"shooting!"

Old Baimao's password was simple and neat.

100 meters away, the chest ring target pops up.

Raise the gun solemnly.

blah blah-

The photo on the target in the white light sight...

not this!

He quickly fine-tuned and found the man with eyes.

Yu Qunchao is also raising his gun to search.

Now, who is faster than who!

Whoever is faster has half of the winning side.

blah blah-

blah blah-

The gunshots were synced up again.

The target of the man with glasses flew up, fell backwards, and landed.

The old man who was watching the game on the sidelines was completely unable to sit still.

"Damn it! Who will shoot first this time?"

"Evil sect! Synchronization again?"

"This is so hard to come across!"

"Someone must be hit first, and one must be missed!"

The person who said this is theoretically not wrong.

The muzzle velocity of the warhead of the Type 95 automatic rifle is 920 m/s, which is higher than the 720 m/s of the Type 81-1, which means that the penetration force is stronger and the warhead speed is faster.

100 meters, that is close to a tenth of a second to hit the target.

Since the target is an iron target, the bullet will fall to the ground, so this happens only when the firing time of the two is almost within 01 seconds.

And in this case, it is possible to hit the target at the same time on the basis that both of them hit the target at the same time and will not run the target.

That said, a tie result is almost impossible.

All the answers are on the target.

There will only be bullet holes for one person in it.

However, no one expected to hit the target at the same time.

So if there's only one bullet hole in it, who's it?

This little accident made all the veterans couldn't help but talk about it.

Only the last group left, the pistol shot.

The first two shots were fired at the same time. Although the final result was not known yet, Yu Qunchao was already amazed by the solemn marksmanship.

As soon as the experts make a move, they will know if there is any.

The solemn sling is wrapped around the hands, the gun is quick, the search is neat, and the shot is decisive. This is not something that ordinary shooters can do.

Obviously, the sniper training this man has received is extremely rigorous and fairly high-level.

Han prides himself.

This name is not unfamiliar to Yu Qunchao.

But when Yu Qunchao served, Han Zixuan was still in the college, and Han Zixuan, who graduated, never appeared in the training camp or the competition field for various reasons.

Although I admired this previous generation of "Gun King" predecessors, but I had never fought, I couldn't help feeling that I would be more powerful.

Unexpectedly, today when I fought with other people's disciples, I actually failed to crush the opponent.

They are still only a senior soldier, serving only the third year.

I have to say that Yu Qunchao's heart was shocked.

For the other members of the "Red Arrow" team, their shock was no less than that of Yu Qun, who was standing beside Majestic.

The "Hunter" team had been training outside and seldom returned to the team, so many people were not clear about the strength of this team.

It was not until the selection of the brigade that he found out that Han Zizhen's subordinates were so fierce and powerful.

Zhuang Yan, a small senior soldier, was able to compete on the same stage with a non-commissioned officer who served for the fifth year without falling behind.

And this non-commissioned officer is not an ordinary non-commissioned officer. He is a frequent visitor in the military newspaper of the B military region. He is a typical soldier erected by the entire military region.

Stately pistol shooting is the weak point.

There are three live rounds in the pistol's magazine.

Three rounds, because considering the shooting habits of the pistol, you can make up the gun.

It would be even better if he could hit the starter.

Yu Qunchao is good at long spears. Although his pistol scores are good, compared to snipers and rifles, he is not the top.

On and off the field, the atmosphere was tense.

Everyone looked at the direction of the low wall in the distance.

That's where the target is.

Many people have been watching with the white light scope on their guns, looking at the direction of the target for a while, and the situation on the truck for a while.

Who will be the final winner?

If this sentence had been asked all these reserve players five minutes ago, most of them would have chosen Yu Qunchao.

Only now, no one dares to make firm predictions.

With the old white hair's command.

The target appeared 25 meters away.

As soon as it was lifted up, there was a ping-pong-pong gunshot on the truck.

The target on the right, the iron target with Brother Beard, fell to the ground.

Zhuang Yan and Yu Qunchao's shooting speeds were too close, and most people still couldn't tell who fired first and who hit first.

There was silence around the shooting range.

Everyone is looking forward to it, waiting for the referee to test the target, and then the instructors like the old white hair will make the final judgment.

In order to show justice, three target targets were carried in front of the team, standing meters away from everyone.

The first target, that is, the target shot by the sniper rifle, had a bullet scar.

The second target, a rifle shot, has four craters on it.

The third target has two craters on it.

The crowd looked and looked around the target, discussing who had won.

"Chief instructor, who won?" Cui Weinan asked the old white hair impatiently.

The old white hair pointed to the third target, which was the target of the last group of pistols.

"Two craters, this is one person and one shot. Two people fired at the same time. Before the target fell, two bullets hit."

He pointed at Zhuang Yan and Yu Qunchao and said, "You all have one shot, and the next few shots will be missed because the target hits the ground."

He solemnly looked at Yu Qunchao.

Yu Qunchao was silent.

The two considered the correctness of the result by default.

Because the two were together at the time, it was difficult for them to tell who was faster than their opponent.

Because it's almost the same.

It has to be said that it is a miracle to be able to synchronize to this extent.

Extreme proximity, enormous proximity, extreme equality.

Old Baimao pointed at the second target and smiled bitterly, "You don't have to look at this, you don't have to ask. The two of them only had four live ammunition, and they all hit the target."

He crossed his hands in front of him.

"Tie."

Walking to the head target of the first group of snipers~www.wuxiaspot.com~, he stretched out his finger and tapped the target a few times.

"Two draws, the final outcome is on this target."

The nerves of everyone present were tense.

Staring solemnly at the crater, this is a bullet that is half pierced but not fully penetrated, so it is called a crater, not a bullet hole.

The bullet penetrated more than half of the thick iron target, and only the tail was still biting on it.

It hit the scar-faced man's left face, just on the cheekbones, in the center of the scar.

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