As the two chose the Desert Eagle, there were a burst of exclamations around them. Do they actually want to use the Desert Eagle to compete for their marksmanship?

At the same time, greater doubts filled everyone's hearts. Who is this man who competed with Zhan Hu to shoot? It seems that Hao Jianfeng, the commander of the heavy punching regiment, was very polite to him. The entire Jinan Military Region would probably not exceed the number of one hand.

The cold touch of the Desert Eagle shocked Xiao Feng's originally lazy mood, and his slightly melancholy eyes became sharp. The huge open-air shooting range, the soldiers in camouflage uniforms, and the Desert Eagle in their hands all felt so familiar and friendly.

"Xiao Feng, how do you want to fight?" Zhan Hu asked after testing the accuracy of the gun.

Xiao Feng pointed to the target fifty meters away: "Just click as you want. I know you won't be lazy if you lose." As he said that, without waiting for Zhan Hu to speak, the bullets were loaded, raised his hand, aimed, and shot... Several actions were completed in one go, and the orange-yellow bullets roared out of the gun chamber and flew out at high speed.

With a muffled sound of "bang", the bullet hit the target and hit the red heart point.

"Ten rings, red hearts." shouted the target.

Zhan Hu narrowed his eyes, not willing to be outdone, and raised his hand to shoot, but also hit the red heart.

"It's boring, just play with the mobile target." Xiao Feng had just observed Zhan Hu's movements carefully. I have to say that he is very strong. No wonder even Hao Jianfeng is not his opponent, but today he was unlucky and met himself.

"Okay." Zhan Hu raised his hand, and several soldiers immediately went to prepare.

After about two minutes, the moving target was ready, Zhan Hu said the request: "Each person has three bullets, how about it."

"Whatever." Xiao Feng stroked the desert eagle and nodded in the distance.

"Wait, let's go long distance, 100m." Zhan Hu suddenly spoke.

The surroundings exclaimed again, but at night, although the lights of the open-air shooting range are as bright as daylight, they will have an impact in the end. Besides, there are several models of Desert Eagle, and the effective distance of the Desert Eagle in their hands is 100m. This means that if the distance exceeds 100m, it is difficult to ensure accuracy.

Xiao Feng smiled indifferently, staring at the moving target a hundred meters away, and at the same time he began to concentrate.

Suddenly, the two moving targets moved, almost indistinguishable. Xiao Feng and Zhan Hu raised their guns and fired at the same time. After six gunshots, the two of them dropped their guns at the same time.

"Ten rings, ten rings, ten rings, all red hearts." shouted the man who reported the target to Zhanhu.

"Ten rings... One shot of ten rings of red heart, two shots off the target." The person who reported Xiao Feng's target said hesitantly.

As soon as the target was reported, the audience was infuriated and they actually got off the target. As for Hao Jianfeng, he didn't believe that his elder brother would get off the target. Don't be funny, he wouldn't even beat the target even if he closed his eyes.

Hao Die looked at Xiao Feng mockingly: "Xiao Feng, you are so embarrassing that you actually missed the target."

Xiao Feng also smiled: "Haha, maybe I'm not very lucky. Oh, put the mobile target for 150m and let's continue playing."

150m, what kind of distance is this? It is a very simple thing for a sniper rifle, but for the Desert Eagle, it is even more difficult to find accuracy.

Zhan Hu stood aside and looked at Xiao Feng thoughtfully: "Listen to him."

After moving the target, move it for 50m and make a gesture to indicate that it is ready.

"Brother, why did you get off the target?" Hao Jianfeng asked in a low voice.

Xiao Feng patted his shoulder: "You will know in a while." After that, he nodded to Zhan Hu and signaled that he could start.

The two moving targets moved quickly again, and Xiao Feng fired the gun first, but Zhan Hu carefully observed his movements and did not fire.

‘Baopao’, three gunshots in a row, and the target-reporter shouted again: “One shot of red heart, two shots off the target.”

After hearing this, Xiao Feng laughed, threw the desert eagle on the table, and muttered: "I haven't killed someone with a gun for a long time, and I've had some hand-born."

"Hmph, you're sure to lose." Hao Die said proudly towards Xiao Feng, shook Zhan Hu's arm: "Brother Zhan Hu, you should shoot quickly."

Zhan Hu frowned and whispered, "It's not that simple." Then, he raised his head and rushed 150m away and shouted, "Take his target over and I'll take a look."

"Yes." The person who reported the target held the target and ran over quickly.

Seeing Xiao Feng’s smile on his face, Hao Jianfeng suddenly remembered something and couldn’t help but give him a thumbs up: “Brother, you are the sharpshooter.”

"Haha, you are a quick gunman, you can shoot if you touch it, right?" Xiao Feng said with a wicked smile.

Hao Jianfeng's face turned a little green: "Brother, I'm not that cowardly."

"Hahaha." Xiao Feng laughed loudly.

The soldier who reported the target came over with the target and placed it on the ground: "Report to the chief, the target is brought."

Zhan Hu ignored him, squatted down, and looked at the crater on the target carefully. Sure enough, there was only one crater on the entire target, which was in the center of the red heart. He gently stroked it and sighed: "It's not a target, but three guns and one bullet hole."

After Zhan Hu finished speaking, except for Xiao Feng and Hao Jianfeng, the faces of the people around him changed. Three guns and one bullet hole means three bullets pass through the same bullet hole. No wonder it is said that two guns were off the target.

"You won." Although Zhan Hu was unwilling to admit it, he had to admit defeat after all. He could not reach the level of three guns and one bullet hole, and at least it could not reach the mobile target of 150m.

Everyone around was staring wide-eyed, the captain of the Fire Wolf Special Forces Brigade, the number one sharpshooter in the Jinan Military Region, lost, how could it be? Is it true that there is someone outside the sky?

Hao Die had no smug smile on her face. She shouted anxiously: "No, Brother Zhan Hu, you can't admit defeat. We won two games in three games, and this is just the first game."

Xiao Feng had no choice but to withdraw his gaze from Hao Die's face and said to Hao Jianfeng: "You sister, you can get all your true teachings."

Hao Jianfeng grinned embarrassedly: "It's average."

"Xiao Feng, if you are a man, then play three games." Hao Die used the provocation method again.

This time Xiao Feng was very easy to talk to and nodded: "Okay, then what else do you want to compare?"

Seeing Xiao Feng agreeing, Hao Die quickly looked at Zhan Hu: "Brother Zhan Hu, aren't you playing the sniper rifle well? You are also very good at fighting. I will beat him hard later."

Zhan Hu is not a person who can't afford to lose, but today, for Hao Die, he can't lose, so he can only nod: "Well, then let's compare to sniper rifles and fighting."

"I can't fight, I can only fight." Xiao Feng said with a wicked smile.

"Then let's fight. Except for not being able to use weapons, just use whatever else. Come on, I'm eager to fight with you." Zhan Hu raised his mind to fight again and said seriously.

Xiao Feng shook his head quickly: "Don't, the fight is put at the end. I'm afraid that if I can't stop and hurt you, why do you compare to sniper rifles? After comparing the gun, I'll beat you up again, and you can go to the hospital for a few days without any pressure."

"..." Everyone was sweating on their foreheads. This person was too crazy.

Zhan Hu's face was angry, but he controlled his emotions very well. He understood that the man in front of him was clearly pretending to be a pig and eat a tiger. He was really strong. If he couldn't adjust himself well, he might really lose today.

Seeing Zhan Hu adjusting his emotions so quickly, Xiao Feng nodded with satisfaction. He was worthy of being the person who earned a place with Hao Jianfeng back then. He was very strong, but so what if he was strong? When Brother Feng meets Brother Feng, no matter how strong he is, he will be tortured.

Several soldiers took out more than a dozen sniper rifles, Xiao Feng picked up one casually, and after trying the feel, "That's it."

In order to be fair, Zhan Hu also chose a sniper rifle like Xiao Feng and began to fill in it. As the bullets were pressed into it, a solemn aura filled the rest of the people discussing around him gradually closed their mouths.

“1200m, how about it.”

"Don't waste time, 1600m." Xiao Feng picked up the sniper rifle and tried to aim.

Zhan Hu was shocked, 1600m, and everyone else at the scene, including Hao Jianfeng, who thought he knew Xiao Feng, because the sniper rifle they chose had a maximum range of 1600m. Now Xiao Feng is going to challenge 1600m, so how can they not be surprised?

"Do you dare?" Xiao Feng asked lightly when he saw Zhan Hu staring at the sniper rifle.

"Dare." Zhan Hu gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Haha..." Xiao Feng held the cigarette in his mouth, and his eyes watched the smoke floating.

Zhanhu arranged for people to set up a target, and then began to adjust his breathing, trying to be as stable as possible without affecting the accuracy of his shooting.

About three minutes later, there was a shout from afar, indicating that the other side was ready.

"Move the target." Xiao Feng spit out the cigarette in his mouth and said to the target in the distance.

"..." Zhan Hu was not calm and played with the mobile target at 1600m.

Hao Die was also shocked. She was born in a military family and was naturally familiar with the surnames of various guns. It was almost impossible to use the sniper rifle in Xiao Feng and Zhan Hu to hit a 1,600m mobile target. In addition, it was night, and the last possible surname was also erased by her.

"Brother, it's so awesome." Hao Jianfeng gave a thumbs up.

Xiao Feng smiled: "Average awesome."

Zhan Hu couldn't stand others' arrogantness and raised his hand: "1600m mobile target, level d speed."

"Level A is the speed, level d is too slow, so I didn't challenge my surname." Xiao Feng thought very clearly. Since he was already high-profile, then let's go to the end.

A few hundred meters away, in a dark shadow, Mr. Hao, accompanied by Hao Zhengyao and Hao Zhengyi, quietly looked at Xiao Feng.

"Three guns and one bullet hole, look at the Jinan Military Region, it seems that no one can do it." Mr. Hao said with a smile, not hiding the appreciation in his tone at all.

Hao Zhengyao nodded: "Well, no one can do it.

"Oh, it would be great if this was my soldiers." Hao Zhengyi said enviously.
Chapter completed!