Spoil You All Your Life

Lin Sen gave an order, two gunshots ‘bang, bang’, Shi Zixian and Mo Zimu fired their first shots.

Mo Zimu saw the number of rings he had shot through the scope, which was close to the bullseye, but it seemed to be a bit short. He frowned carefully, no matter what, and concentrated.

Bang, bang...

After a few shots, Shi Zixian and Mo Zimu finished six rounds.

Because Lin Sen didn't help her with the sniper step, the strong backlash against Mo Zimu's shoulder blades really felt like shattering her shoulders, and the pain became stronger every time.

Shi Zixian's seventh bullet shot out.

Mo Zimu aimed at the bullseye, pulled the trigger, bang! Go straight to the heart.

Lin Sen hasn’t seen Shi Zixian shooting for a long time, and his big hand "holds" Mo Zimu's sniper step, but his eyes are looking at Shi Zixian’s target. There is no need to look forward to his sister-in-law’s results. It would be good to hit the target once. Look at the results of Zixian.

After the seventh bullet, Mo Zimu felt that her shoulder blades might be scrapped. However, as Sister Mu who pulled the wind, she once again exerted the strong will of the Iron Warrior, earnestly finishing the eighth and ninth rounds.

Looking at the results on the red heart target, Mo Zimu secretly took a breath, only the last shot was left. She could guess 99% of Zixian's results without looking at her. It is impossible to beat him in terms of statistics, but, If he ended in a tie, he would be considered a professional soldier who lost. Hey, see how this girl gives you a tie with nothing to say.

"Head Lin, help me pay attention to the timing of Zixian pulling the trigger."

Lin Sen glanced at Mo Zimu, turned his head and saw Shi Zixian's right index finger lightly touched the trigger of the sniper rifle, and his bright eyes focused on the bullseye in front of him through the scope.

"The major general is already preparing to shoot the last shot. Seeing his expression, he should..."

When Lin Sen turned his head to look at Shi Zixian, he didn't notice that Mo Zimu had quietly moved the sniper step. Before he could finish his words, he made two bangs and bangs. Shi Zixian and Mo Zixian fired the last shots at the same time.

The corners of Mo Zimu's mouth slowly raised, oh, yes!

Lin Sen stared at the front, unable to believe that Zixian's red heart target fell!

Shi Zixian frowned slightly while looking at his target, stood up, walked to Mo Zimu's side, "Lin Sen, go reveal the target."

"Yes, Major General."

Lin Sen ran towards the red heart target.

Shi Zixian stretched out her hand to Mo Zimu and pulled her up, "It really gives me a face!"

He saw her results through the scope. Nine bullets, eight straight in the heart, and one wiping the sideline of the ten rings. If her tenth shot did not break his target, it would be almost a full crown. , Marksmanship is extraordinary.

Mo Zimu smiled triumphantly, "Where is it! Xiaoxiao played it a bit."

"Oh?" Shi Zixian raised his voice, "Can you still show your skills?"

"It depends on whether Comrade Major General gives the little girl a chance to show off his skills."

Shi Zixian's long and narrow eyes seemed to be radiant, and the corners of her lips were full of smiles, "As long as my grade is less than or equal to twice your ring number, even if I lose. If I lose, I will take you on target in the future, how about?"

Is it less than or equal to twice her number of rings?

Mo Zimu thought about it. She had ninety rings, twice that was one hundred and eighty rings. He was shot off the target rod and emptied a shot. How could nine rounds of bullets hit a score of over 180 rings?

Lin Sen ecstatically took the two targets and ran close, "Report to the major general that the results of the two targets are the same as the 90th ring." He added, sister-in-law, cow!

Mo Zimu raised his pointed chin and looked at Shi Zixian provocatively. Now, what you say yourself counts.

Before Mo Zimu's self-confidence began to swell to its maximum, Shi Zixian killed him in the cradle.