Chapter 927

After all, he was one of my losers. On this alone, I'll beat him in the bottom line.

Li Shutian then said: "although you are really a master in fighting, but in shooting, you can't, you can't!"

I clenched the gun in my hand and said with a smile, "pride will defeat you!"

Li Shutian said maliciously, "speak up and be ashamed!"

Before I could speak, Chen Fusheng suddenly inserted a sentence: "OK! I just like your character, don't admit defeat, don't compromise! It's a talent or a fool. Let's meet each other! "

I smell a strong murderous air, rippling around. To be exact, this is the first time I have met such a strong murderous spirit since I retired. In the arena, whoever loses wins, every second counts. I was muddled to this vast underground training ground by Chen Fusheng. I ran into Li Shutian unexpectedly. Was his difficulty the assessment before I entered the pass?

I look back at Chen Fusheng and find that his smile is very deep. I think this is a good test proposition of their collusion. The purpose is to test my real ability?

In this way, in this special atmosphere, Li Shutian and I surrounded to the shooting ground line.

At this time, I don't know if it's Mr. Chen's greeting or the people volunteered to come here. At one time, nearly 100 people in camouflage clothes arrived at the shooting range. They formed several lines in a standard and conscious way and watched me and Li Shutian.

Among these people, there are a few of my acquaintances. Qiao Ling is in it, and so is the diving dragon. There are also some middle captains who can't be named, even small instructors.

I finally know that under the surface of harmony, these people have been wearing two masks, one is the backbone identity of Tianlong security company, the other is the underground mysterious work. They've been hiding so well that I've never noticed a glimmer of them. I suspect that there must be access to the basement in all the rooms of the backbones. Otherwise, I can't be unaware of their whereabouts. I didn't even doubt it. I didn't expect that the headquarters of TL organization would be under the headquarters of Tianlong security company!

In this case, I felt as if I had entered a peach garden outside the world. The relatively peaceful life was suddenly injected into these scenes, which made me a little difficult to adapt. But I have no choice, not at all.

Standing on the shooting ground line, Li Shutian looked at me contemptuously, then looked at the 81-1 automatic rifle in my hand, and couldn't help sneering: "moving target or fixed head target, you choose."

He pulled the gun and loaded it smartly, his legs were separated at a certain angle, and his posture was as smart and heroic as Schwarzenegger.

I also loaded myself in a standing shooting position and said, "whatever. What target is not important, what is important is, hit accurately! "

Li Shutian said: "the dead are not as good as the living creatures. How about we play and live?"

I was stunned at once, but I still pretended to be calm: "what do you mean, play real war?"

Li Shutian said: "it's equivalent to actual combat, even more exciting than actual combat! I'll do it first, you do it with me! "

"I said:" let you first, it doesn't matter

Li Shutian whispered in the ear of the Dragon behind him, and the dragon was shocked. He said to Li Shutian, "aren't you obviously bullying people? Who doesn't know you are a master of killing animals?"

What do you mean, master of killing animals? I thought about it in my heart and frowned. I always think it's not a good thing.

Maybe it was Chen Fusheng who noticed something. Suddenly he said, "put down your guns first. For the sake of fairness, I have to say something."

Li Shutian and I followed their orders and supported guns on the ground. They turned to Chen Fusheng.

Chen Fusheng took a look at us and said: "you two are very murderous and passionate now, which is very good. But I have to remind Zhao long that you can choose the way of competition. Li Shutian is quite familiar with this shooting range, but you are here for the first time. Therefore, the specific items of the competition can be selected by Zhao long. "

I was stunned for a moment, secretly pleased: it seems that for this absurd contest, Chen Fusheng still hopes that I will win!

But I was very firm and said: "Mr. Chen, the specific project can be decided by Mr. Li. The shooting range is just a platform. We have no right to choose the battlefield. The actual combat requires us to face no matter what kind of battlefield we are in!"

Chen Fusheng looked at me in surprise and turned to smile: "so confident? It's not a joke. Zhao long, think again. "

I said: "don't think about it! Let instructor Li decide! "

Chen Fusheng seemed to be disappointed, but he still waved his hand smartly and nodded slightly.

I found that the jade ring on his hand was shining, reflecting a special murderous spirit.

Li Shutian lost no time to rush to the diving dragon and made a natural and unrestrained ring finger, saying: "according to the arrangement just now, the number is 20!"

The Dragon responded with a loud finger: "OK! No problem! " Turn around and go.

Among the many onlookers, Qiao Ling is the one who cares about me most. When she saw the diving dragon hurried away, she hurried to my side, took my arm, frowned and said: "elder martial brother, why are you so incompetent? I know you have some skills, but it's not on the ring, it's the shooting range. Li Shutian's shooting skill has reached the state of perfection! "

Qiao Ling wore a set of camouflage clothes which were different from the male players' designs and colors. A lot of conjectures and worries came into my mind, but they were fleeting.

I didn't reply to Qiao Lingzhi, but smiled at her and said, "you look good in camouflage."

Qiao Ling's face was a little red, and he said with a wry smile, "elder martial brother, your psychological quality is so good?" She said angrily and whispered in my ear: "elder martial brother, I tell you, Li Shutian's weakness is a static target. The more immobile the object is, the more he can't shoot!"

I smiled quietly and nodded, as a reminder to Qiao Ling, to express my gratitude.

However, although I don't know anything about Li Shutian's shooting level, I believe in his shooting ability.

Jolin tried to persuade me again, but I turned around decisively and went back to shooting ground.

This shooting range is underground. The light is weird. It's bright and dark. I haven't seen any light control mechanism for a long time.

Li Shutian shook his shoulders confidently, rubbed his hands, turned to me, and gave me a smart smile. This time, he looked at the 81-1 automatic rifle I was supporting underground, and couldn't help but be stunned!

He then laughed and pointed to the painting: "do you want to change the gun? How can you compete with me if you don't even have the right star? "

I pretended to be suddenly enlightened and said, "eh, is it really possible?" I held up the gun and looked at the quasar in surprise, but I laughed in my heart: I will prove to you immediately that the gun without the quasar is not necessarily accurate.

To be exact, this is the first time to compare shooting skills with others. I can't remember it clearly. But in my impression, in the contest of shooting skills, I have hardly lost. I have a natural fascination and talent for shooting. When I was a child, I made toy guns by myself. When I came to the army, I was more like a fish in water. I was sure that I had reached the state of integration of man and gun. What collimation, what three o'clock line, these aiming rules are nothing. A real shooter doesn't need to aim carefully at three o'clock and one line, and both hands work together to shoot slowly. Even if he aims at it casually, he can let the bullet fly into the target's heart. It is a special realm, just as the oil seller can skillfully pour oil from the center of coins; a real shooter can achieve the unity of man and gun, where to fight and where to hit.

Especially when I accompanied chief C to visit country Y during my term of office, I remember a contest with kaiseff. Kaisefu is the authoritative representative of the shooting masters of country y, but he was easily defeated by me. What's more, Li Shutian, I don't believe that he can catch up with kaiseff.

In the process of thinking, Li Shutian has restrained the ridicule, raised the gun, and began to get serious.

I'll turn the automatic rifle to the "continuous" state and be ready to fight Li Shutian at any time.

About a minute later, I heard a whistle 150 meters away. Li Shutian immediately refreshed himself and took aim with a gun.

At the end of the signal, I heard only a slight cry. At the target, a group of pigeons came, about 20 of them.

I realized the real meaning of Li Shutian's words just now. It turns out that their so-called "biological target" is actually this group of living pigeons.

So cruel, so absurd!

But I have to accept this challenge! The end of these doves will be the beginning of my new life.

For the sake of peace, for the sake of heavy responsibilities, for the sake of national leaders and even for the sake of the peace of China as a whole, I can only watch these pigeons as burial objects and victims.

When the pigeons fly to the center, they start to be scared and run around, but they have no way to go, only to hit the wall again and again, and turn around. Perhaps, this group of pigeons have realized their own danger.

Bang Bang -

Li Shutian has begun to pull the trigger. With a gunshot, a white dove screams and falls from the sky.

The smile and self-confidence on Li Shutian's face are getting deeper and deeper. He skillfully pulls the trigger, and the dove falls down in a series, marking a white miserable trace, which will soon die.

After nineteen shots, there was only a white dove left above the target. Maybe in the test of life and death, it summed up the experience and simply hid its body in a target position without trace.

Li Shutian smiled and paused for a moment. He said to himself, "hide, you can't escape!"! Little guy, let's have a good time!

When he had finished talking to himself, he pulled the trigger decisively and shot.

I can vaguely see that the white dove, hidden behind the target, was shot through the target and went straight out --

I can imagine the whine and eyes of the white dove at the moment of death, which is a desire for life. But in front of a sharpshooter, even if it hides no matter how hidden, it can't escape the bad luck. Its life is not in its own hands, but in the hands of the gunman.