Chapter 1681

The visitor wore a navy uniform in navy blue and carried the rank of Colonel on his shoulder. He was in his thirties, straight and walked very well.

"Zhou Feng, do you still have time to come to school? It's not for the special forces competition this year. I won't help anyone this year. Don't come to me." Liang Wen greeted me half jokingly.

People also came forward one after another. Zhou Feng went out of the hunter school and came every year, especially during the big martial arts competition.

"Your boy came early enough this year. What good food did you bring this time? Don't bring seafood. I'm not used to it."

"I heard that all the islands and reefs in the South China Sea are navigable? I'm guessing to take your sister-in-law to travel. Your boy will be responsible for the reception at that time."

"How about the old chief? Are you still used to it after retiring from the second line? If you don't take him to the capital, everyone can walk around often."

Zhou Feng's father-in-law is the leader of the tiger shark team. Before Zhou Feng became the commander of the tiger shark reconnaissance battalion, he was sent to the hunter school for further study.

At that time, Zhou Feng had a very high military rank. Coupled with the face of his father-in-law, he mixed well with everyone at school.

While they were exchanging greetings, Hao Jianguo suddenly remembered something and said, "Colonel Zhou, you can't sit idly by this time. There's almost no place for my face."

What he said was the embarrassment in front of him. Xiao Yan came to the security branch to kick the hall and killed all his trumps.

Now the bolt of the gun is in the downwind, so we can only ask Zhou Feng to do it.

"Yes, Colonel Zhou is the record holder of our school. Who can compare with him?"

"Colonel Zhou came out and saved his face in the school, otherwise he won't be able to lift his head in front of others in the future."

Finally, Liang Wen also opened his mouth and said, "Colonel Zhou, if you are willing to fight, I can lend you foreign aid for this military special forces competition."

This promise naturally moved Zhou Feng. Even those leaders of the South China Sea Fleet must be moved.

Zhou Feng smiled but said nothing. He lined up the crowd and walked towards Xiao Yan. When he came near, he stood at attention and saluted from a distance.

"General Xiao, I haven't seen you for a long time. It's even more elegant!" he also joked.

When Xiao Yan last saw him, he was still a senior colonel. Now he is a major general. But he didn't wear clothes today. This week Feng shouted so, indicating that he paid attention to Xiao Yan.

Xiao Laojiu saluted back and said, "Colonel Zhou's demeanor is not bad. What's the matter? Are you going to make a move for these straw bags?"

Zhou Feng was embarrassed. Although the people were angry, they were right to scold. They are all straw bags in front of others. Who says it's not who goes up to compete.

"Gun maniac, go up and hit him hard in the face. I think he's angry." Xiao Jingjing and Zhou Feng also know each other and come and say to him.

The latter smiled awkwardly, turned to Xiao Yan and said, "General Xiao is joking. How dare I compare with you. I haven't come out of the shadow since the last blow. I don't want to abuse again."

"What's the situation? What's looking for abuse?" Xiao Jingjing was stunned. What's going on?

Zhou Feng coughed. He didn't mean to say it directly. He just looked at the dejected bolt and asked, "what can you do with a rifle 800 meters and ten rings?"

"Report, my best result of 800 meter point shot is 92 rings, and your record is 93 rings, I can't break it." the bolt admired Zhou Feng and shouted with both legs.

Yes, the highest shooting record in the whole school is Zhou Feng, a gun maniac. The bolt never broke his record.

Zhou Feng nodded and said loudly, "I have refreshed my score. The 800 meter point shot has reached the 90th ring. Can you break this score?"

The bolt was shocked and his eyes were full of admiration. Finally, he shook his head and said, "I can't break it. I've worked very hard. I don't know why..."

At the end of the effective range from 800 meters away, ordinary top soldiers can not miss the target. That's a good shot. Those who can hit more than 90 rings are called gun kings.

All the people here are soldiers. Everyone knows the difficulty, so they are very optimistic about the bolt and Zhou Feng.

"But... But General Xiao, I've seen it with my own eyes. I'll never forget it." Zhou Feng raised his voice and shouted in a passionate voice.

The bolt of the gun suddenly looked up and stared at him. His eyes were not incredible, but fanaticism, fanaticism about shooting.

The crowd exclaimed and looked at each other. Xiao Laojiu had such a shot. Although they saw the 400 meter shooting just now, the 800 meter shooting is too abnormal.

"It's impossible. Only sniper guns can make such achievements, and rifles are impossible." Hao Jianguo shook his head. He didn't believe it on the surface, but he didn't doubt Zhou Feng in his heart, but he couldn't accept such a fact.

Xiao Yan thought that people really didn't believe it. He simply picked up the gun on the table and shot the signal flag on the top of the mountain. He immediately took a breath of air conditioning around him.

It's more than 800 meters from the top of the mountain. Only the remaining power is left when the bullets fly out. Any wind can blow away.

The bolt of the gun burst and sat on the ground. His eyes were dull. He didn't know what he was talking about. He was hit hard.

Zhou Feng was bloody on Xiao Yanxiu's face, reluctantly stood still and said, "in the whole of China, the only shooting skill comparable to Xiao Yan is probably Remington, the wolf tooth of the Southwest Military Region."

Today, this Remington has been mentioned two times. Xiao Yan is surprised at the fact that which woodlouse has named a weapon company for his child.

Liang Wen rubbed his head and was too unwilling to lose. He said, "Colonel Zhou, compared with Vice President Xiao, what about moving target shooting? Street fighting? Other shooting methods..."

"Compared, compared. Speaking of this, my face is burning. Anyway... I lost in the end. Don't compare with him with a gun. I can't win." Zhou Feng shook his head. He was convinced anyway.

Everyone was stunned. Zhou Feng's ability was not in vain. He kept records at school and back to the fleet.

But he was so convinced of Xiao Yan that he didn't even have the courage to challenge again. It can be seen that they lost the game last time.

"How could there be such a person in the world? The problem is that he didn't show the mountain and dew in the past..." Xie Renjie frowned. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe it.

Zhou Feng scratched his head and said, "tell you more data, and you will know how miserable I lost. We competed in the speed of assembling guns. I used three guns for three minutes and 27 seconds. How long did Xiao spend in the military?"

"You said you lost. If it was less than you, it should have taken three minutes." Yang Shilong guessed first.

Hao Jianguo shook his head and said, "Colonel Zhou said he lost miserably. It should have taken vice president Xiao two minutes."

"I guess for a minute. Anyway, guess it doesn't cost money. I don't know how long it will take to assemble the gun." Xiao Jingjing stood talking without backache and came casually.

People shook their heads one after another. Was it someone who did it for a minute. Three guns. Generally, people compete with three at the same time. It must be a pistol, rifle and sniper gun.

Besides, if there were only three pistols, Zhou Feng could not have used three minutes and 27 seconds. His speed of assembling guns also entered the record.

I've guessed for a minute. When I got here, everyone looked at Zhou Feng.

But Zhou Feng shook his head and saw that no one dared to guess. He said, "twenty-seven seconds, twenty-seven seconds, I took it anyway!"

"I'll go!" the crowd shouted in surprise.

Xiao Yan stood in the distance, looked at them proudly and said, "don't patronize chatting. What else can our school do? Come and compare."

Hearing this, a group of school leaders shivered. The shriveled calf dragged them. I knew it. I was respectful from the beginning.