His luck was too good, it had to be a coincidence.
This second target will definitely not be hit.
Coincidence only happens once at most, he can't be so lucky every time."
Zhong Xiaojun was completely stunned.
He has been playing with guns since he was a child. After joining the army, his accuracy has never lost to anyone no matter what kind of gun it is.
But at this moment...
That invincible confidence was completely shaken.
He watched the second target being thrown into the air, and countless voices in his heart told him that Lin Huowang must have relied on luck.
However……
Next second!
He raised his hand and fired again.
Bang!
The target was hit accurately again and fell down.
hiss……
At this moment, frantic exclamations finally broke out on the field.
"I got it! I got it again..."
"Oh my God! This... this is a real sharpshooter!"
"Moving target! Isn't that too awesome?"
"Two shots in a row hit the target. This is definitely not luck, it must be a real strength!"
"No wonder! No wonder Lin Huowang is so arrogant, it turns out that his abilities are really beyond measure!"
"That's amazing! I've been a soldier for three years, and I've never seen anyone shoot a flying target like this!"
"Oh my! We were just chattering and looking down on him. But he just raised his hand and shot without even aiming..."
…
Just now, these soldiers looked down on Lin Huowang and said so many mocking words to him.
At this moment, they admired and worshipped Lin Huowang so much, and at the same time, they felt deeply guilty for their previous "looking down on others".
"Awang! Great! So...so amazing..."
Liu Rumeng was also stunned and jumped up in great surprise.
Deputy Captain Lin Shuisheng originally had no intention of watching Lin Huowang embarrass himself, but now he was also shocked, his mouth opened so wide that a whole egg could be stuffed in it.
"This, this, this...is this still the Awang I know?
When did he become so good at shooting?
Besides, this is not a shotgun!
This is a semi-automatic rifle used by the army!"
Lin Shuisheng swallowed and looked at Awang's thin and frail figure. The more he looked, the more unfamiliar he seemed.
"Good boy! What a good boy!
Lao Zhong! This is the first time I have seen such a trick of shooting a target.
I didn’t expect this kid to have such a hidden trick.”
Team leader Wang Biao was initially stunned, then shocked, and then ecstatic, as if he had found a treasure.
He excitedly shouted to Zhong Zhendong: "Old Zhong, do you think we can add target shooting to the soldiers' daily training?
If they can all train to the level of Lin Huowang, they will be much more effective on the battlefield."
"I didn't expect that there are indeed many hidden talents among the people.
A farmer and mountain guard who we all look down upon actually has such amazing marksmanship.
I underestimated everyone in the world, so this is a good opportunity... to temper Xiaojun's temper and stop him from thinking that he is the best marksman in the world all day long."
Seeing Lin Huowang hit two targets in a row, Zhong Zhendong's old face turned red, and then he said very sincerely.
And then...
The third target! Bang...hit!
The fourth target...
…
The tenth target!
Lin Huowang could hit the target easily with just a raise of his hand, without any need to aim carefully.
That Type 56 semi-automatic rifle seemed to be welded to Lin Huowang's arm. Everyone watched him use it, wondering how come it was so smooth and easy?
"Great! I got them all!
Awang, you are really awesome.
I believe in you, you can do it."
After firing ten shots, Liu Rumeng rushed forward and gave Lin Huowang a big hug.
Girls from any era are actually the same. They all admire strong and martial men and like heroes.
After firing ten shots, Lin Huowang undoubtedly became the only hero on the field.
All the soldiers stared at him with fanatical admiration.
This gaze was even more fiery than the one they had just given Zhong Xiaojun.
Almost at the same time...
The soldiers at the shooting range picked up all ten targets that were shot away by Lin Huowang.
And he shouted loudly.
"First target, ten rings!"
"Second target, ten rings!"
"Third target, ten rings..."
…
"Tenth target, ten rings! A total of one hundred rings!"
…
Wow!
Because it's a flying target, almost everyone has assumed that it's good enough to hit the target, and who would care how many rings you get!
But when Lin Huowang hit every target, he hit the bull's eye with ten rings, which immediately shocked everyone present.
“How?
Impossible! How could he possibly score ten rings?
That's a flying target! He hasn't even taken aim yet..."
When Zhong Xiaojun heard the total score of 100 rings, he was so devastated that he collapsed on the ground, kneeling on the ground, muttering "Impossible, impossible" all the time.
He has been a very strong person since he was a child.
As long as you compete with others, you must win.
Even if you lose temporarily, you must fight back with a hundred times more hard work and effort.
But this time, he really felt a suffocating despair.
Lin Huowang is better than him!
It's simply too strong.
He didn't even have the courage to catch up.
With a fixed target, he can be 100% sure of hitting the ten rings, but if he changes to a flying target like this.
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