Back in the office.

Guan Feng mentioned tomorrow's shooting competition to everyone, and then said to Zhao Yang, "Zhao Yang, I've already spoken to the detachment leader, and you'll be in tomorrow's competition. Several bureau chiefs will be attending this competition, so you'd better do your best."

Huang Lili exclaimed excitedly, "It can't just be our Third Squadron, can it?"

Guan Feng laughed and said, "We originally planned to make it bigger, but Director Yang said that the military needed to keep things quiet and it shouldn't be too big. It was just the union and a few contestants, so our Third Squadron got the advantage of being close to the source."

Huang Lili and the others laughed.

Zhao Yang then reminded him, "Captain, I heard that Commander Zhang has several experts on his side. I'm just dragging them down. If we lose again, wouldn't that be embarrassing for the bureau?"

Guan Feng said, "If I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

Gao Dacheng added, "Yes, Zhao Yang, don't worry. With the captain here, those sharpshooters from the Armed Police Force are no match for you. They'll make up for any points you lose."

Zhao Yang was still a little worried and said, "Then I'll go to the ballistics room and practice some more."

Guan Feng said, "Go ahead, it's a good thing."

Zhao Yang then went to practice.

Guan Feng then said to Fang Gaodacheng and the others, "This is a rare opportunity! Although it's a visit to offer our condolences, it's also a chance to have a private meeting with the leaders. If you don't have anything else to do, come and watch the game. Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, we'll meet directly at the Armed Police Force camp!"

"receive!"

"receive!"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

......

I slept soundly through the night.

Guan Feng got out of bed.

He got up immediately to wash up, checked the time, and drove straight to the Armed Police Force's camp.

The Armed Police Force camp is located in the south of the city, occupying a large area of ​​farmland and a hilltop, which serves as their training range. When he arrived, Zhao Dong's car also arrived at the same time.

As advance personnel, the two of them had to inform Commander Zhang and his team in advance.

The two arrived at the security guard post and showed their identification.

The gatekeepers, having already received prior instructions, immediately shook hands with Zhao Dong and Guan Feng, saying, "Greetings, leaders! Please drive the car in directly. Our regimental commander has been waiting for quite some time!"

Guan Feng and Zhao Dong returned to the car and drove it into the camp.

Scattered minutes later.

The two parked the car in the open space behind.

Commander Zhang's hearty laughter rang out at the same time, and he shook Zhao Dong's hand, saying, "Deputy Commander Zhao? Hello, hello! Where's Old Yang? Why didn't he come? I was really looking forward to seeing his sour face!"

Zhao Dong laughed and said, "Director Yang and Director Chen will be here soon, but Commander Zhang, I need to remind you that this time, who knows who will lose?"

Commander Zhang glanced at Guan Feng and said with a smile, "I know! You have Xiao Guan! But shooting competitions are team games. We have three experts. No matter how strong your Xiao Guan is, he can't carry the team alone. I'm just waiting for you to treat us to dinner!"

Zhao Dong patted Guan Feng on the shoulder and said, "Little Guan, this is the last straw! Can you feel your fighting spirit being ignited?"

Guan Feng nodded and said, "Let's strive for good results."

The three of them burst into laughter.

As they were talking.

Several more vehicles arrived.

The first person to step down was Director Yang.

Following closely behind were bureau leaders such as Director Chen and Director Huang.

The members of the Third Squadron, along with some people from the labor union, got off in the third vehicle.

Seeing this, Battalion Commander Zhang smiled and went to greet Director Yang, patting his hand and asking meaningfully, "What? Old Yang, are you planning to rely on sheer numbers this time?"

Old Yang waved his hand and said, "What human wave tactic? I brought several bureau chiefs here this time to tell you, Old Yang, that there are no invincible generals in this world. Stop daydreaming about winning three games in a row!"

Commander Zhang chuckled and said, "We'll have to see how it goes on the battlefield!"

Everyone laughed.

Commander Zhang then invited everyone to visit the camp, presumably to illustrate the hardships the troops endured.

Old Yang said irritably, "Alright, alright, stop complaining to me. It's tough at the Municipal Bureau too!"

Commander Zhang said, "Didn't I hear you guys rob the rich to help the poor? You ripped off a film crew of 10 million? It's not unreasonable to give them 1 million, is it? I'm not asking for anything else, just to renovate this playground again. It gets muddy every time it rains!"

Old Yang said, "Is this something I can decide on my own? If I just hand over this money to you, I'll be cursed by the comrades at the Municipal Bureau! Old Zhang, you should apply to the Finance Department."

Regiment Commander Zhang said irritably, "You think I haven't tried? Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore, let's go check out the shooting range!"

The group arrived at the shooting range.

Commander Zhang introduced to Lao Yang, "Lao Yang, I originally considered mobile warfare, but that's not fair to you. You're not familiar with the terrain, while our people are. So let's go straight to the pistol, rifle, and sniper rifle triathlon. Let's do our part as hosts."

"30 meters for pistols, 100 meters for rifles, and 300 meters for sniper rifles! How about that distance? Not too bad, right?"

Old Yang didn't answer, but looked at Guan Feng and asked, "Little Guan, what do you think?"

Guan Feng said, "This distance is acceptable! But how do we distinguish between top-tier and outstanding? They are both effective shooting distances, which doesn't show the difference. I think we should follow the game settings and add an S-level difficulty level. The normal mode will be based on the distance that Commander Zhang mentioned."

"S-level difficulty is significantly increased: 50 meters for pistols, 200 meters for rifles, and 600 meters for sniper rifles. At this difficulty, one point is equivalent to three points for the same score! What do you think?"

Old Yang nodded unconditionally at Guan Feng's proposal, saying, "I agree!"

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