Chapter 18

As an old soldier who has touched the gun for decades, the Colonel has always firmly believed that the gun in his hand is the best partner. Compared with the pistol, the throwing knife is like a child's toy, which has no comparability in terms of lethality, accuracy or fire endurance.

"Colonel, I don't think so." Chen Mo shook his head and disagreed with the Colonel's statement, "well done. The power of a throwing knife is no weaker than that of a pistol."

It seems that Chen Mo is still unconvinced, and Colonel Phillips's stubborn temper has come up.

"OK! In that case, let's have a competition! "

"See if it's your throwing knife or my pistol!"

Colonel Phillips, who thinks he's a sharpshooter, intends to prove by facts that what he said is right and completely eliminate Chen Mo's unrealistic ideas.

Looking at the confident Colonel, Chen Mo smiles proudly. Since you are looking for abuse yourself, I am not polite.

……

Range.

Mixed target area.

The two men stood in their respective target positions, each of them had a steel target placed at 30 meters, 50 meters and 80 meters from near to far in front of each other.

Agent Carter, who was temporarily called to be the referee, stood aside and looked at the two men who were more energetic.

The Colonel holds the gun in both hands, stands with his feet apart, his chest and shoulders collapsed, his arms extended horizontally, his eyes fixed on the bull's eye through the collimator, and his front hands according to the gun's posture as standard as a textbook.

Chen Mo, on the other hand, seems to stand at will, with his fingers on the throwing knife at his waist, ready to pull it out at any time.

"Start!"

Under the command of agent Carter, Chen Mo quickly drew his knife and threw his arm at the target.

The throwing knife cuts a straight silver line, which is right in the bull's eye.

"Wheeze!"

There was a sound of steel tearing. The 3mm thick steel plate was suddenly torn by the blade. Half of the blade had gone through, and the whole throwing knife was firmly stuck on the steel plate.

At the same time, the Colonel's gun also rang. With a burst of smoke from the muzzle of the gun, the bullet shot out of the gun bore, rotating and shooting at the target at high speed.

When the bullet hit the bull's eye, it made a dent in the steel plate, but it failed to break it down.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!... "

The two men kept on shooting, and soon finished five shots for each target, a total of 15 shots.

The two men who finished the shooting stood still, waiting for Carter's inspection results.

Carter first checked the result of the 30 meter target. On Chen Mo's target, five throwing knives pierced the steel plate and inserted neatly in the target center.

Carter couldn't help but look at Chen Mo in the distance and relax. The huge power of the Throwing Knife in Chen Mo's hand surprised her.

After clearing up his mind, Carter finished checking the Colonel's target and announced loudly.

"30 meter target!"

"Chen Mo, 50 rings!"

"Captain, 50 rings!"

The two men heard that there was no accident. Although their mouths were full of disdain, the Colonel knew that since Chen Mo dared to fight, he must have some strength, so he was not surprised by Chen Mo's achievements. The key is to see the back.

Carter went forward to the 50 meter target area. Driven by curiosity, Carter saw Chen Mo's target first.

The Throwing Knife still penetrates the steel plate and hits the bull's-eye. However, with the increase of distance, its power decreases. The 25 cm long throwing knife only penetrates about 10 cm, but its power is enough to easily penetrate the human body.

"50 meter target!"

"Chen Mo, 50 rings!"

"Captain, 50 rings!"

When Colonel Phillips heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he played well today, or he would be disgraced. At this distance, he can not play all the time.

At the same time, the Colonel couldn't help but look at Chen Mo and was surprised. Unexpectedly, Chen Mo's throwing knife could hit the bull's eye exactly at a distance of 50 meters, which made him wonder. At the same time, he also secretly expected the result of 80 meters target, and didn't know what the final result would be.

Carter also went to the 80 meter target at this time. The five throwing knives in the bull's eye told her Chen Mo's achievement clearly. They pierced the six centimeter blade exposed behind the steel plate, which also showed that the throwing knife could easily kill people at the distance of 80 meters!

The Colonel's target had only five scattered shallow dents.

With a marvel at Chen Mo's extraordinary skill of throwing knives, Carter turned and shouted.

"80 meter target!"

"Chen Mo, 50 rings!"

"Colonel, ring 32!"

Hearing Chen Mo's achievements, the Colonel could no longer keep calm.

"What?"

"How could it be?"

At a distance of 80 meters, the throwing dagger with bare hands was able to make a full hit. Colonel Phillips looked at Chen Mo with a monster's eyes.

"Colonel, I think you should come and see for yourself." Carter didn't mean to let the Colonel go."What else is good-looking? Can't I admit defeat?" The Colonel blushed when he was run over in a way that he despised in his best field.

Carter stood by the target and looked at himself seriously. The colonel had to walk over.

"Do you want me to see how badly I lost?" The Colonel laughed as he walked.

But as the distance got closer, the Colonel also saw the dagger in the target, and his expression could not help changing.

In any case, the Colonel didn't expect that Chen Mo's throwing knife had such great power. Let alone a pistol, it was not much worse than a rifle.

The result of the competition is obvious. The colonel who used the pistol was tortured by Chen Mo's throwing knife. Chen Mo's throwing knife is much better than the Colonel's M1911 in terms of power, range, accuracy and sustainability. Although the shooting speed of the throwing knife is slightly lower than that of the pistol, when the Colonel changed the magazine, Chen Mo would immediately surpass him, and the only advantage would be lost.

The 30 meter target, 50 meter target and 80 meter target were all defeated. The colonel had to admit that the throwing knife was not weaker than the gun when it came to Chen Mo's hand.

In fact, this is also normal. Ordinary people can kill people within 10 meters with a throwing knife after training. However, with the strength and speed of Chen Moyuan, the lethality is undoubtedly terrible.

The colonel can't help sighing that, no matter what, in the hands of Chen Mo, who has a powerful power, he can wield unimaginable power

but the stubborn colonel is still unwilling to fail. He angrily glanced at the flying knife stuck on the target, and said defiantly.

"Boy, I admit I underestimated your throwing knife before."

"But how much can you carry with you in battle?"

"Ten or twenty?"

"The real battle depends on the gun!"

After a long circle, the Colonel finally spoke out his purpose.

"Boy, dare you compare the pistol with me again?"

The Colonel finished, looking at Chen Mo defiantly.

Carter covered his forehead in silence.

Looking at the angry colonel in front of him, Chen Mo felt funny. He had to look for abuse. If you don't agree, what can you do? Of course, to complete him!

"I didn't practice for long." Chen Mo said slowly.

When the Colonel heard this, he thought that he was trying to find an excuse not to compare. He was just about to make a speech to run and force him to fight. Chen Mo's next words almost killed him.

"But no one should be able to shoot."