Chapter 542

Hu Zhiwei saw that Xiaobei had paved all the steps for himself, so he stopped being hypocritical and decided to have a shot with Dong Wenfeng.

After talking to the instructor of the second company, the instructor of the second company and the instructor of the third company had the same reaction, that is, very support!

This is because on the one hand, it is a personal competition between Dong Wenfeng and Hu Zhiwei, and it is also a competition between the second and third companies.

No instructor would want his students to lose. They all hope that their students can win the other side, so that their face is very glorious.

However, because the shooting range is so large and other companies are still shooting, it is naturally impossible to make room for Dong Wenfeng and Hu Zhiwei to compete directly now.

In that case, the discipline of the army will become a decoration.

Hu Zhiwei just passed the words to class three and five, of course, mainly to Dong Wenfeng.

After all the shooting training, Hu Zhiwei will accept Dong Wenfeng's challenge and have a real competition among shooting experts!

As time went by, the disappearance of Dong Wenfeng and Hu Zhiwei's competition after target training has been thoroughly spread among the whole freshmen group.

This time we were more excited than the last time we saw Dong Wenfeng and Li Zefeng running.

After all, long-distance running is really not an ornamental sport.

At that time, except that Dong Wenfeng's last wave broke out with all his strength, which still made everyone feel very wonderful, other times were basically in a very boring state.

And Li Zefeng said that he was a professional marathon runner before, but few people really understand and have really seen Li Zefeng's competition.

Therefore, after Dong Wenfeng won, it is easy for everyone to think that Li Zefeng is just not worthy of his name, and even some people began to use various ways to hammer Li Zefeng's previous honor and fraud.

What made Li Zefeng angry was that the seven orifices ascended to heaven, and he is still in an autistic state.

This time, the competition between Dong Wenfeng and Hu Zhiwei was completely different.

First of all, the shooting itself is more exciting, ornamental and attractive to these students than running.

Moreover, in the previous shooting, Dong Wenfeng and Hu Zhiwei have shown their amazing shooting skills.

Just because of the shooting event just now, the ceiling is too low to fully show the real shooting level of the two people.

So suddenly, Dong Wenfeng and Hu Zhiwei, whose shooting skills are higher and who is the real gun king, have become the most suspense now.

We can't wait to see the duel between the two sharpshooters.

In the training history before the whole military training base, there has never been such a competition between two college sharpshooters.

It can be said that the competition between Dong Wenfeng and Hu Zhiwei today will certainly remain in the history of the military training base and in the hearts of the whole freshmen.

In the future, over time, they will gradually become a legend of Guangnan University.

Time passed little by little. Finally, the target training of all companies was over.

It was supposed to be time for dinner, but no one left.

Because everyone is looking forward to the coming competition between sharpshooters.

Dong Wenfeng and Hu Zhiwei stepped out of the line consciously, and then walked all the way to the No. 1 shooting range.

The two men, about two or three meters apart, chose their own position.

Instructor Wang, as one of the instructors here, is older and very fair, so he acted as the referee of this competition.

The evening wind gradually blew up and disordered Dong Wenfeng's hair.

Hu Zhiwei closed his eyes and felt the evening wind. Then he opened his eyes, looked at Dong Wenfeng and said, "it's windy."

"Yes."

Dong Wenfeng nodded.

Both men understand each other.

Wind and wind direction can be said to be one of the factors that have the greatest impact on shooting.

Because in the past afternoon, the wind was not very strong, or even basically in a windless state. Shooting in that situation was much less difficult than at this time.

Moreover, now that the sun is about to set, the visibility is not as high as in the afternoon.

"Are you really sure you can beat me?"

Both of them were ready. Just before the start, Hu Zhiwei suddenly turned his head and said to Dong Wenfeng.

"How do you know if you don't try."

Dong Wenfeng smiled and said faintly.

The two men looked ahead, at their feet, and at their feet were the same 95 automatic rifles.

Before shooting, it was 50 meters, but this time, the competition between the two became 100 meters.

With the increase of the distance of 50 meters, the difficulty can be said to be a geometric multiple if we want to make the achievement just now.

"There are ten targets in this competition. The requirement for victory is very simple. The person with more rings wins!"

Instructor Wang doesn't grind Ji. After all, they are all men in the army. No one wants to hear the rules here. What we want to see is the next performance of the two sharpshooters.

"Come on, boss! Come on, College of Arts!"

Wang Lei's voice shouted.

But soon his voice was silenced by everyone at the Institute of technology.

"Hu Zhiwei, invincible! Hu Zhiwei, gun king!"

Dong Wenfeng has now closed his eyes. He has completely adjusted his expression and state to a perfect state. Everything outside has nothing to do with him now.

In his eyes, there was only the target 100 meters away and the gun under his feet.

"Start!"

Instructor Wang gave an order.

As soon as his voice fell, Dong Wenfeng picked up the rifle with his own feet, and the rifle flew up in an instant and landed steadily in Dong Wenfeng's hands.

Hu Zhiwei quickly fell down, picked up his rifle and started shooting.

"Bang, bang, Bang..."

Two people, one shooting in a standing position and the other shooting in a lying position, both shooting very fast.

In a short span of more than ten seconds, both of them had shot out ten bullets in the magazine.

"Target!"

Seeing that the two men had finished, instructor Wang shouted at the target.

"Hu Zhiwei, ten rings, ten rings... All ten rings!"

As soon as Hu Zhiwei's results came out, the cheers of the students of the Institute of technology shook the whole shooting range.

Another full mark!

Now, the pressure has come, Dong Wenfeng.