Open your legs slightly, with your feet slightly wider than shoulder width.

Lean forward, hold the gun with both hands, and maintain accuracy.

Three points and one line!

Twenty meters is considered a medium to close distance. As long as you strictly follow the tips, you will definitely achieve good results!

Before the fight, she clearly didn't take it seriously.

But when the fight really started, she was so nervous that she forgot to breathe.

She let out a sharp breath when her index finger pulled the trigger and fired the first bullet.

Then she adjusted her state, fired the second round, the third round... until the entire magazine was emptied.

Seeing that her shoulders were so tense that she couldn't relax, Gu Fei walked over and rubbed them for her. After forcing them apart, he pressed his palm on her back, making her relax completely.

"Don't be nervous, just treat it as a game, I'm here."

Yang Paner nodded, and then couldn't wait to ask the staff to bring the target paper.

She was really curious about her own results.

"Congratulations, Miss Yang! Your grades are excellent! Two ten points, three nines, and five eights, for a total of ninety-three points!"

"real!"

This result was so great that it surpassed her previous best. Yang Pan'er immediately jumped up with excitement.

"Gu Fei, look, I scored ninety-three points!"

Gu Fei glanced at the target paper, not knowing whether this result was good or bad. However, seeing how happy she was, he couldn't bear to spoil her fun, so he smiled and said, "Awesome! I didn't realize you were a female musketeer."

"hey-hey."

Yang Pan'er held up the target paper, intoxicated. "I'm so awesome! I'm going to take this target paper back home and show it to Sister Jingjing. I'll then frame it and hang it on the wall to admire it every day."

As he spoke, he took out his cell phone and took several photos of the target paper, and then asked Gu Fei to take many more photos with his cell phone.

Anna couldn't help but smile when she saw her so happy.

She grew up in a family with very strict discipline, and her parents would never allow her to make such exaggerated sounds or perform such ungraceful movements.

So whenever she saw this lively and bright little girl, she felt very envious and loved her sincerely.

At this moment, Yang Paner suddenly turned around, walked in front of Demeter and waved the target paper.

"Well? See? If you can score three perfect scores, you might be able to beat me. But scoring three perfect scores at a distance of fifty meters isn't that easy."

To be exact, it is almost impossible.

Because for a pistol, anything over 18 meters is considered medium distance, and 50 meters is considered ultra-long distance. The bullet will drop very seriously, and even if your hands and eyes are extremely accurate, the error of the bullet will be unbelievable.

However, facing her provocation, Demeter's expression did not change at all. After putting on the goggles, he didn't even take aim. He picked up the pistol with one hand and fired at the target. Fifteen bullets were all fired in less than twenty seconds!

Even before Yang Paner could hide the excited smile on her lips, he had already finished the fight.

"What are you doing? You're giving up on yourself."

Yang Paner made a face at him, then, fearing that the staff would help him cheat, rushed into the shooting range and ran to the target.

However, when she looked at the target paper, she was stunned.

Because there was only one bullet mark on the target paper.

And it is the most central location.

Under Yang Pan'er's stunned gaze, the staff member removed the target paper and handed it to Demeter: "As expected of a colonel, all fifteen bullets scored ten points, a total of one hundred and fifty points."

Demeter didn't even glance at the target.

Because he can achieve this result with his eyes closed.

He shouted at Yang Pan'er, who was still dazed at the shooting range, "What? Are you planning on hiding in the shooting range forever? If you don't dare to face it, I can tear up this target paper right away and we can compete again. This time, you'll set the target at 10 meters and I'll set it at 80 meters. How about that?"

Yang Pan'er had already been conquered by Demeter's marksmanship, but after hearing this, the anger that had just been suppressed surged out again.

What does this mean!

"Eighty meters? How can eighty meters really show your ability? If you're capable, just aim for eight hundred meters!"

Demeter raised an eyebrow. "What nonsense are you talking about? Even with a submachine gun, the maximum range is only about 150 meters. How could it possibly reach 800 meters? If I had known you were so unreasonable and unreasonable, I wouldn't have competed with you."

Having said that, he deliberately glanced at Yang Pan'er with contempt.

"You are not qualified to compete with me."

"What did you say?" Yang Pan'er became even more furious after hearing this. "It's just that your marksmanship is a little better, what's so great about you?"

Faced with the little girl's anger, Demeter did not give in at all and retorted sharply.

"If my marksmanship is just slightly better, then yours is terrible. Oh no, yours doesn't even deserve to be called marksmanship. It's just a child's toy. Being able to compete with me in marksmanship is probably the pinnacle of your life."

"You! You're the one playing with toys. If I stayed in the army and trained every day like you, I could also achieve the same results as you!"

Demeter rolled his eyes. "Haha, what you said is as ridiculous as saying that if you study hard every day, you can get into Cambridge or Harvard."

The first time I had a verbal fight with someone, I was suppressed to the point where I had no power to fight back.

Yang Pan'er was so angry that she almost cried: "You are the one who is applying to Cambridge and Harvard, you are sick!"

"Hmph, you can't win a fight, so you start making personal attacks. Is that the quality of all you Orientals? And you still have the nerve to spread the word about being a country of etiquette. I don't know where you get the audacity from."

Hearing this, Anna immediately frowned.

Quarrels are quarrels, but don’t escalate them to the national level.

Not to mention Yang Pan'er, even she, a fan of Chinese civilization, couldn't accept such words: "Dmeter, you are too serious."

Yang Pan'er cried and threw herself on Gu Fei, eagerly translating to him the content of the quarrel. Her little face was red with anger, and her eyes were as red as a little rabbit.

After listening to Yang Paner's translation, Gu Fei's face darkened.

He replied directly in English: "Dude, she's only a 19-year-old girl. You're a senior in your forties who's been training in the military for so long. Is it glorious to beat her? I don't want to morally blackmail you about the competition, but you should at least apologize to her for what you just said."

When Demeter faced Yang Paner, he was at most disdainful.

But when facing Gu Fei, his tone became much gloomier.

"First, I'm 25, not over 40! Second, she was the one who took the initiative to invite me to compete, not me wanting to compete with her! Third, she was the one who attacked me personally first, so I retaliated. If she's the one who should apologize, she should be the one to do it."

I have to say that he was right in the first two matters.

But Gu Fei couldn't accept the third thing no matter what, so he just let him get away with it.

He must apologize!