In the informal training ground, especially the places for such childe to play, it is a good result to be able to hit within the seventh Ring Road, and the score of ten bullets and seventy points is already the standard of a lower class soldier.

Song ye, who is familiar with all this information, finally understands why Bai Zhibin is suddenly so confident.

However, she looked up at the cold young man who stood quietly loading bullets and checking the springs, but there was no worry on her face.

"If you have time to talk nonsense, it's better to watch how I break your record." Xu Zihang's voice dropped. He quickly raised his gun in his hand and aimed at the target 50 meters away. In only three seconds, with a bang, the first shot was released.

Then, he quickly released the second shot, brow tense quickly into the state of preparation, not even breathing too big ups and downs, every muscle of his body has reached the best shooting state.

When the young man responded, cursing and firing the first shot, Xu Zihang's fifth bullet had been discharged.

Song Ye's training has always been based on actual combat. In fact, such fixed-point targets are not of great significance in practice. Moreover, the enemy can't stand still and let you fight. Therefore, she demands a high speed for young people to shoot.

Bang Bang Bang Xu Zihang didn't stop for five shots in a row. Until he finished the last shot, he put down the gun in his hand and unloaded the magazine inside. After checking the equipment, he stood beside calmly.

The young man next door can only get the third shot. The gap in speed makes the young man more nervous and frowns. He must take a deep breath to overcome the pressure and keep his hands from shaking. However, once his mind is scattered, he has lost his target.

At the end of the first scene, everyone was silent until the results of the youth were announced on the big screen, 67 rings.

"Good job!" Bai Zhibin was the first to stand up. His face was red and his veins were still faint. He came forward and patted the young man on the shoulder. "Although it didn't reach the best level, it was enough seconds to kill many novices." His medicine stone can rely on them to get back, this war, only win, not lose.

"Ha ha, Bai Shao, we will try our best in your business." The young man wiped the sweat from the palms of his hands and was glad that he had not ruined the field because of his nervousness.

But then another screen lights up, and everyone can't help but look up, but they are shocked by the scores above.

"Eighty six rings It's impossible... " Bai Zhibin stares at the number and feels his brain buzzing. He can't hear other sounds for a long time.

There was a lot of exclamation around. Looking at the target that the system moved close to, there were several guns close to the key position. It was frightening to see that several guns were within ten rings.

"The first game, you lost." Song Ye stood on the edge, cool thin tone, announced the victory of the game, "chuanzi, next for you."

The people she taught herself, how to shoot, she knew best.

But Bai Zhibin is not clear, has lost a game, he can not lose again, "the next game, I go."

He gritted his teeth and stepped forward to the shooting position. Behind him, a group of young people began to praise and shout, "Bai Shao, crush them with your achievements in the 805 Ring Road, let them see what is the sharpshooter."

Eighty five rings, less than Xu Zihang just now, but this is enough to make Bai Zhibin a sharpshooter in this club. Although there was some element of luck in that time, he could never break the record again, but he did not think that Wang Tiechuan in front of him was as good as Xu Zihang.

However, he is a bumpkin from the countryside. He can't have more experience in playing with guns than he is. No matter how lucky he is, he can't score high.

He took it for granted that Xu Zihang was the best gunner in that team, so there was no pressure in the current competition. When he adjusted his guns, he almost aimed and fired with Wang Tiechuan.

Bang Bang Bang Although in the speed, Wang Tiechuan a little faster, but Bai Zhibin heart is disdain.

Idiots, what you fight for is accuracy, not speed. You will cry when you hit an empty target.

With this in mind, Bai Zhibin concentrated and maintained his rhythm until the end of the second inning, and his results were displayed on the top of the screen.

Eighty two rings.

The moment of applause behind him, he raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Song ye with a cold look. "Boy, I'll play another game later. Don't cover up and refuse to return it to me." In that sense, he clearly felt that he would win.

After all, it is very rare that an amateur can score such a score.

All of a sudden, the cheering around suddenly stopped and everything became quiet.

Bai Zhibin's heart is suspicious, just want to ask what, but see song Ye's cold face slowly hook up a radian, like the cold sky of the moon, beautiful but without a trace of temperature.

Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at the screen above Wang Tiechuan.

89 rings.

Bai Zhibin staggered back a step, his face full of self-confidence just now is full of consternation.Are these people brought by song ye all monsters?

"You've lost." The winner of the two games is the winner, and the third one is no longer necessary to continue. Song Ye announced the result, not happy or proud, as if everything was the same reason, of course.

However, this self-confidence crushed Bai Zhibin's self-esteem. He bit his teeth and watched the stone fall into song Ye's hands. His heart was filled with resentment. He had an idea and stood still. Suddenly he said, "the competition is a matter for both of us. From the beginning to the end, you haven't even played a game. This is obviously unfair."

Song Ye Gang put the agreement into his pocket, smelled the words, and glanced at the past lightly in his eyes, "so?"

Bai Zhibin's tone was stunned, but he still insisted: "if you have the ability to compete with me, who will win is the master of the medicine stone. Dare you?"

"Song Ye won two games in a row. You won two games in a row Wang Qianqian also rushed out to defend song Ye. It was Bai Zhibin who provoked them in the first place. It was cheap to win him a piece of medicine stone. Now, he has turned back.

"So what? The previous ones don't count. If he doesn't play, it doesn't count as a game." Bai Zhibin also seriously regardless of the face to play a rogue, angry Wang Qianqian straight want to scratch him.

Song ye, however, went straight to the side of the gun stand and picked up a pistol, "OK, that's a game for sure."

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