The warm sun in winter made the temperature during the day rise to about minus five degrees. As Xia Jinyuan kept reminding the time, the No. 1 male soldier had sweat dripping from his forehead. He wanted to roar to shut him up, but he really wanted to roar the barrel The bullet standing at the top had to fall, and his time had to start from the beginning.

Don't move, don't move, don't move!

In my heart, the No. 1 male soldier kept reminding himself to try his best to relax his hands holding the gun, and not to stretch his muscles too tightly, so as not to cause muscle cramps.

However, the more so, the more unstable the mood becomes.

At this time, Xia Jinyuan did not count the counts five minutes apart, but started counting counts three minutes apart.

"Twelve minutes left... No. 1, can you still persevere? If you can't persevere, you can choose to rest, you don't have to force yourself."

"You can put the gun down, you can move your arms, you can do whatever you want."

They all played psychological disruption tactics.

Under the strong psychological interference of Xia Jinyuan, the No. 1 male soldier, who was in a somewhat shaken mood, sweated more and more on his forehead. The more he wanted to concentrate, the less able he was to concentrate.

He was a little anxious, but in order to be able to persevere to the end, he has been holding back, and has been controlling his arms like lead.

It has been forty-nine minutes since the gun was raised!

"Meditation, don't listen to what he has to say." Ye Jian, who was facing his back, didn't know what the situation of the male soldier was, but from Xia Jinyuan's bad-smelling voice, she could hear a very thin coldness meaning.

This coldness is obviously aimed at the No. 1 male soldier. It must be that the No. 1 male soldier was successfully interfered by him, which made him unhappy.

In any case, how can a soldier be disturbed by a few words?

No wonder he sounded cold.

Ye Jian, whose chin was always on the gun body, kept the gun steady in his hand, and reminded the No. 1 male soldier with a loud voice. As for whether the No. 1 male soldier heard it, she did not know.

"Nine minutes left..."

The No. 1 male soldier lasted for 51 minutes, ten minutes more than his previous maximum of forty minutes. For him, this was considered an improvement.

Maybe it was because he heard Ye Jian's reminder, or maybe he knew that the time was getting shorter and shorter and victory was getting closer and closer to him. Even if the sweat dripped into his eyes, he didn't move.

Staring at the top-hole type rear sight, let his attention focus on one point, and slowly, slowly recollect the distracted attention, until finally Xia Jinyuan said solemnly: "Shoot!"

Pull the bolt, open the safety, just after the crisp "click" sound at that moment, the first gun sound "bang" sounded.

This was Ye Jian's first shot.

Immediately afterwards, the second shot sounded, which sounded almost at the same time. This was the shooting of the No. 1 male soldier.

"Complete several bullets in the same hole! A total of five bullets!"

In the sound of gunshots, Xia Jinyuan said another rule to increase the difficulty of the game. Before that, he had reminded the two that he would say another rule to increase the difficulty when shooting. With the reminder, the two were ready.

I saw Ye Jian stabilized the rifle in his hand and fired several bullets in the same hole in a row.

Counting the bullets in the same hole is easier said than done, but it is not easy to complete, and it is still difficult to complete the shooting after two people are standing with their guns raised and their wrists are suspended for an hour. Cognitive range.

The face of the No. 1 male soldier changed slightly, and after hearing the order, he immediately adjusted his posture and completed the shooting.

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