Although Lin Mo deliberately made it more difficult, it seemed that this was just a simple warm-up training for Rebecca.
Except for the gap when changing bullets, she fired out nearly six magazines in total. Without exception, every bullet hit the vital part of the human-shaped target.
With such an amazing talent, Lin Mo couldn't think of any other adjective besides terrifying.
Rebecca glanced at Lin Mo with disdain, blew the non-existent gunpowder smoke from the muzzle of the gun coolly, and smiled arrogantly:
"How about it."
"Very awesome." Lin Mo said honestly.
Rebecca frowned slightly when she heard this compliment. Even though Lin Mo sounded like he was praising herself, why did it sound a little unpleasant?
"Do you want to give it a try?" She finally curled her lips and continued to ask.
"You are so strong, wouldn't I be humiliating myself if I went up there?" Lin Mo shook his head and flatly refused.
He is very aware of his talents and expertise. He has always aimed to become the Sword Master of Time Stop. If he uses swords, he is quite accomplished.
But with technology like "Sir, times have changed", because of the existence of smart firearms, his marksmanship has always been at a level that is neither high nor low, but at a passable level.
The reason is actually very simple. When faced with high-power firearms, the enemy will hide, find cover, implant skin armor, and rely on various means to avoid being hurt by bullets.
The real world is not a game after all. For example, Lin Mo has keenly discovered that none of the skills and expertise unlocked on the simulator today can increase gun damage.
It is not difficult to understand when you think about it. Compared with the skills and expertise in the game, the skills and expertise of the simulator are more realistic.
Because it only affects itself.
No matter how powerful firearms, artillery and other thermal weapons are, these are foreign objects after all, and their upper limit of power is almost fixed and cannot be enhanced through the skills and expertise of the simulator.
For ordinary minions, whether it is a technical firearm with strong penetrating power or an automatic aiming smart firearm, they can be easily killed.
However, against those tough elite enemies, the effectiveness of firearms will inevitably decrease a lot.
But in front of the black unicorn who can kill anything, after activating the [Heart is still water, moves like thunder] expertise, as long as he activates Sianwei Stan, the damage of the sword can be increased by 100%. There is no hard object in the world that can block his sword.
There are, but definitely not many.
Instead of making up for shortcomings, it is better to spend time on strengthening one's strengths. Lin Mo has always thought like this.
Faced with the boy's rejection, Rebecca's expression visibly collapsed.
Her big eyes narrowed slightly and she squinted at Lin Mo with a rather displeased look in her eyes.
"You're boring like this, Xiao Lin Mo."
They all came here to practice target shooting together, but the boy just didn't take any action. He was just like a shy chick, and couldn't get Rebecca excited at all.
Seeing Rebecca's dissatisfied look, Lin Mo also laughed at the right time, picked up his two guns and walked to the target table next to him.
"If you want me to take action, it's not impossible. Let's compete."
"You want to compete, how?" Rebecca's eyes lit up.
"We're all on the shooting range, how can we compete? In addition, to add to the fun, let's add some chips." Lin Mo said as if he had premeditated:
"The winner can take something from the loser. As for what this thing is, it depends on the loser's mood."
Rebecca's expression suddenly became a little strange, and her eyes scanned the young man in front of her up and down, as if she wanted to pry into his thoughts.
This so-called gambling game set up by Lin Mo...from another perspective, isn't it just a disguised gift-giving process?
The winner gets the prize, the loser chooses the prize, and no matter how you look at it, she has a greater chance of winning.
Thinking of this, Rebecca couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth slightly, looked at Lin Mo with disgust, and issued a soul torture:
"You don't want to give me a pair of stinky socks, do you?"
Lin Mo:......
Sometimes he really couldn't keep up with the thinking of the girl in front of him.
"It's not certain who will win or lose. You'd better think about what your prize will be." Lin Mo looked back coldly and silently checked the gun in his hand.
Seeing this provocative face, Rebecca's interest was piqued. A slightly disdainful smile appeared on her lips, and her hands did not stop changing the magazine.
"We'll see."
...
When the first target fell from the ceiling, bullets burst out from the guns in both men's hands almost at the same time.
The teenager is not so cowardly as to choose to use smart firearms.
Now he only held the uniform pistol with a flaming color in both hands. He accurately aimed at the target in front of him in a standard tactical shooting posture, then the muzzle spit out flames and the bullet came out of the chamber.
For the sake of the fairness of the game, he did not choose to enable Si'an Westan to cheat. Although Rebecca didn't mind it and even laughed and encouraged him to use it, Lin Mo was not willing to risk his face for a game.
lost.
However, Krenzikov's passively triggered "pseudo-time slowdown" ability is still there, and this is beyond his control.
When he got this trophy in the past, Lin Mo also used it several times with itchy hands, and he understood the specialness of this gun.
In addition to special thermal energy burning bullets, this uniform can also use ordinary standard bullets. Depending on the selected bullets, its power will also be different.
In this shooting range competition, Lin Mo did not use incendiary bombs, but just randomly took some standard bullets from the shooting range.
However, after specially modified pistols, the flames that spurt out from the muzzle every time it is fired are still beyond the reach of ordinary firearms.
Compared to the big scene of flames flying when the boy fired, the noise caused by Rebecca's shooting was actually much smaller.
When a technical firearm fires, only a few arcs flash at the muzzle, and then the standard metal bullet is shot out at a rapid rate, penetrating the target with terrifying kinetic energy.
The competition between the two also attracted the attention of store owner Wilson. The fat man did not enter the shooting range, but only peered into the shooting range through the wire mesh window on the wall.
The smell of gunpowder that emanated from it also surprised him secretly.
"With so many bullets fired, are their hands made of iron?" the fat boss Digu asked.
The competition between the two continues.
...
As the last target popped out and was shot down, no more targets appeared.
Lin Mo blew the smoke from the muzzle of the gun coolly. Although he was still some distance away from the muzzle, he could still feel the residual heat from the muzzle that was transmitted outward after a long period of shooting.
He turned his head and looked at his score recorder with a confident smile.
as expected.
88:95
He lost.
Lin Mo was not surprised by this result, it was also within his expectation.
"I lost. Please feel free to tell me what items you want from me, Miss Rebecca." Lin Mo put the gun on the table very bachelorly.
Seeing that the boy didn't look depressed after losing the game, Rebecca sighed silently, and there was no joy in her heart after winning.
She looked at the items on Lin Mo's body and asked casually: "Didn't you say that the loser would choose the prize? Why are you asking me again?"
"In Falco's words, being courteous to ladies is a gentleman's virtue. I'm not a gentleman, but it won't hurt if you ask casually." Lin Mo smiled half-heartedly: "As for what to give, isn't it up to me to decide?"
Rebecca twitched the corner of her mouth, feeling quite tired, and pointed at the fiery red uniform pistol on the table, and shouted:
"I want this gun, will you give it to me?"
Lin Mo thought for a while and quickly replied:
"Can."
This unified pistol scraped from trophies is quite collectible in a sense. After all, just the flame paint applied to the gun body makes it look very handsome.
But in fact, this gun does not feel as good as other smart firearms in use, so there is no problem in giving it to Rebecca.
Taking the flame-colored pistol from Lin Mo's hand and putting it in her pocket, Rebecca smiled slyly, then suddenly took an Omaha from her desk and handed it to Lin Mo's hand.
"Huh?" Lin Mo looked puzzled.
"Well, after all, I am also your senior. If I accept Xiao Lin Mo's things, it won't be in vain. I will give you this gun. You have to take good care of it." Rebecca said with a smile.
.
Lin Mo frowned slightly, still puzzled: "But I was punished after losing the game, how can I say I got it for nothing."
"You can't just play this one game, right?" Rebecca asked.
"If you still want to continue playing, that's fine." Lin Mo nodded.
"That's enough." Rebecca smiled slyly, stretched out her hand and patted Lin Mo's back again, with a soft tone:
"Because I will lose to you in the next game, Xiao Lin Mo~"