The strongest gun god system of special forces

In 2008, the scene of the Asian IPSC Actual Shooting Championship.

Just as the Beijing Olympic Games are about to be held, the Asian IPSC Actual Shooting Championship is held in Beijing, which has attracted a large number of international masters of practical shooting sports to sign up for the competition, which can be described as the most eye-catching one in more than ten years.

The preliminary round is in full swing, with more than 1,000 people registering, but only 10 people can enter the finals.

Every time a contestant wins a high score, it will detonate the cheers of more than 100,000 spectators at the scene. And at this moment, on the player's seat, one by one the players are also sitting upright, so many competitors, and shooting under the noses of so many spectators, it is a lot of pressure for each player.

"Oh my God, this person has such a big heart, he can fall asleep in such a big game?".

"In other words, isn't he under pressure, or is he a top player in practical shooting sports with absolute confidence to pass the preliminary round?"

"I know the top masters of fart, the top masters at home and abroad, and there is no such number one person as him. "

"Are you stupid, look at his hands, white and tender, no calluses, at first glance he is a rookie!".

"Cut, what, it turned out to be a rookie to experience life. "

"Where is this?".

The cheers and noises that sounded in his ears from time to time woke Wang Tian, and he opened his eyes, only to find that the surrounding environment was so unfamiliar.

"Aren't I rebrushing the sharp blade of the special forces at home, how did I come here just by squinting my eyes?" Wang Tian still thought that he was dreaming, and pinched himself heavily without believing in evil.

"I'm X, it hurts!".

Because of too much force, Wang Tian's face turned red, and he had a look of wanting to cry without tears at the moment, based on his years of experience in reading novels, it was obvious that he had crossed over.

At this time, a stream of memories poured out from the depths of his mind, which suddenly made Wang Tian understand his situation.

He did cross over, according to the memory in his mind, he had traveled to a parallel world similar to his previous life, and this body happened to be called Wang Tian, and he was also a super rich second generation, and he couldn't use it up in a few lifetimes when he had a lot of money in his family.

And after being taken to play a practical shooting for a few months, I was crazy obsessed with this sport, no, as soon as I heard that the Asian IPSC Actual Combat Shooting Championship was held in Beijing, I didn't want to sign up for it.

"I went, I didn't want to think about what I was frequent, I only played for less than two months, did I come to be embarrassed?".

Wang Tian realized that this was the scene of the Asian IPSC Actual Shooting Championship, no wonder it was so lively, he looked at the player card on his chest, and wanted to cry without tears.

He wasn't as cheeky as the original owner of this body, and if he really lost face in front of so many people, it would be better to let him die.

"Look, that rookie is awake!" someone noticed that Wang Tian had woken up and immediately laughed.

Huang Mao on the side saw that Wang Tian was awake, and suddenly said with a little ridicule on his face: "The organizer is really, any cat or dog can participate in the competition by paying a little registration fee, it's a waste of my time." "

"Who do you say is a cat or a dog?".

was ridiculed by Huang Mao by such a name, Wang Tian, who was already hot-tempered, suddenly became unhappy.

At this time, it was Huang Mao's turn to shoot, he smiled disdainfully at Wang Tian, and said, "Rookie, take a good look, for me, you are a cat and a dog." "

It can be seen that Huang Mao is still quite famous, and when he appeared, not only the attention of the players was focused on him, but the scene was full of fierce cheers.

In fact, Huang Mao is indeed quite awesome, the preliminary round is to hit a fixed target, a total of ten fixed targets, the distance is gradually stretched, and Huang Mao except for the last target missed only nine rings, the rest of the fixed targets are ten rings.

The final score was 99 rings, which was already the second highest score among all the preliminary contestants, and it immediately detonated the thunderous cheers on the scene.

Huang Mao ended with an arrogant expression, he looked at Wang Tian, and the contempt in his eyes was undisguised, "Little ghost, I see it, this is my strength." "

Huang Mao's provocation three times and twice, Wang Tian's inner unhappiness has reached the extreme, but in his memory, the best score of this body hitting this kind of fixed target is more than 40 rings, and the gap with Huang Mao is unimaginable.

"I'm going, why does this idiot have to participate in this Asian IPSC Actual Shooting Championship... "

Just when Wang Tian's face was depressed and he didn't know how to respond to Huang Mao, a cold and crisp voice suddenly resounded in his mind.

The host awakens, and the strongest spear god system is on. 】

[The strongest gun god system is turned on, the current space-time is scanned, the space-time coordinates are confirmed, the special forces world, the space-time coordinates are not deviated. 】

[The Gun God interface is opened, congratulations to the host for obtaining basic passive skills and mastery of firearms.] 】

Host: Wang Tian

Class: Gun God

Level: 1

Attributes: Strength 1, Agility 1, Constitution 1, Spirit 1.

Skills:

Gun Mastery: The basic passive skill of the gun god, as the gun god, you know the performance of all guns well, you can drive all guns like an arm, and do every shot. At the same time, when the equipped guns are different, different passive effects will be obtained.

Experience Points: 0/100.

"Sure enough, every traverser has a powerful golden finger!".

Wang Tian smiled, and he looked at Huang Mao with the same disdain, and said, "To me, you are just a scum!"

After the words fell, Wang Tian turned around and stepped onto the competition venue in a dashing manner, the referee had already reported his name, and he was the next to shoot.

Behind him, Huang Mao Tie had a blue face, and the anger in his eyes was clearly visible, almost surging out.

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