After offering to compete with Qin Yuguan in marksmanship, Blanco immediately took out his phone and gave some instructions in a low voice.
Not long after, seven or eight manor bodyguards in black suits walked out of the house, surrounded by the ancient man. Two of the bodyguards carried two electronic gun targets on their shoulders. After nodding in this direction, they stepped forward.
He drove and ran towards the far distance of the lawn.
The lawn of Kelins' house was so big that the two bodyguards carried the gun targets and ran more than 100 meters away before covering only a fraction of the distance.
"What they have on their shoulders is a wireless electronic gun target, and the terminal sensor is connected to the maintenance handheld computer in Mr. Gu Han's hand, so you don't have to worry because you can't see bullet holes on the gun target. I think you will be familiar with these. Oh.
, By the way, what gun are you most comfortable with?" Blanco asked Qin Yuguan: "If it's a pistol, I think it's fine here. Of course, you can choose a sniper rifle, but in that case we have to go
Golf course behind.”
A pistol is not a rifle, and its range is not very far. The general effective range is about two hundred meters. And the Kelins family’s lawn is so big, if you try the pistol, it can be used for a long time, so Blanco just
Ask Qin Yuguan what kind of gun he compares.
"I think I'll just use the pistol. At least I don't have to run behind. I'm very pressed for time. I still have a lot of things to do after I finish competing with you." After saying hello to Gu Han, who was standing among the bodyguards, Qin Yu
Guan said with an indifferent expression.
Blanco sneered and said nothing, but took out a Desert Eagle from his waist: "I am used to using this kind of gun. You can tell me what gun you choose, and I will arrange it for you."
"No need, I will use whatever gun you use. This saves time and avoids having to change it back and forth."
The Desert Eagle was released by MRI in 1980. The prototype gun was completed in 1981, and the final shape was made by Israel Military Industries (imi). Its sturdy appearance and the firing power cannot be controlled by anyone.
It is also irreplaceable for those small and exquisite combat pistols. Compared with other automatic pistols, its biggest feature is the use of gas-guided unlocking principle and bolt rotary locking. This is because of the power of the Magnum revolver bullets it fires.
It is too large, and the rigid locking principle used in general high-power automatic pistols cannot withstand it.
Therefore, few Asians, who are thinner than Europeans and Americans, like to use this kind of pistol as their own weapon.
That's great. Since it was your choice, don't blame me if you lose. After hearing Qin Yuguan say that he also wanted to use the Desert Eagle, Blanco sneered in his heart: With your small physique, I want to see it.
Can you play with this gun?
After Blanco stretched out his right hand and visually measured the distance with his thumb raised, he motioned to the bodyguards to carry the target and continue to retreat. It wasn't until they were 200 meters away that they put their hands down and said without looking back: "Now
The distance is about two hundred meters, do you think this distance has any impact on your marksmanship?"
"You do what you want and don't worry about me." Qin Yuguan took out a cigarette and lit it: "If you can do it, I can do it too."
"Okay, let's each shoot a magazine and shoot a target. Do you want you to come first?" Blanco weighed the Desert Eagle, which weighed two kilograms empty, in his hand, and took out another one.
He threw the magazine to Qin Yuguan: "There are seven bullets in it, shoot until it is empty."
"We Chinese people's rule is that guests are welcome to host, and the range is determined by you, so you come first." Qin Yuguan reached out and grabbed the magazine, turning it carelessly in his hand.
"Well, I also know that you Chinese people are very particular about being respectful rather than obeying orders." Blanco said expressionlessly, then turned to look at the gun target two hundred meters away and waved the gun in his hand, signaling the two men to continue.
Step aside.
The morning sun shone on Blanco's back. He held the gun tightly with both hands, spread his legs slightly on the ground, and looked motionless at the gun target on the left in the distance.
Except for Qin Yuguan, everyone looked at Blanco and couldn't help but be attracted by the calmness emanating from him. Even Zhan Zhao, who had been hiding in the room, had a little sweat on his palms. Don't look at Zhan Zhao just now.
She was so confident in front of Kelins. In fact, except for the fact that she had seen Qin Yuguan and others doing it on the beach in Qingdao, the rest of the words that praised Qin were all hearsay. To be honest, when she heard this Blanco
After becoming a special forces instructor, I felt unsure.
"Yuguan, this gun looks very heavy." Kailinstian pursed her lips and reminded Qin Yuguan softly.
Bang... Before Qin Yuguan could say anything, the gun in Blanco's hand went off.
Kelins quickly covered her ears and took a step back. From here, she could see the lawn in the distance. Blanco's bullet hit the gun target and then bounced away. The warhead hit the ground, and then another bullet hit the target accurately.
The beats are on top. The entire rhythm is controlled in an orderly manner, giving people a dazzling beauty.
As an instructor of the British SAS special forces, he definitely has a lot of skills under his command. This can be seen from the fact that after Blanco fired the shot, he only paused for less than a second before pulling the trigger again. Seven crisp shots.
The sound rang continuously, startling the large number of birds in the distant woods. Each one of them flew into the distance with a strange squeak, as if scolding Blanco: You are so out of your mind, you came to disturb me so early.
Birds clear their dreams!
The smoke filled the air and cleared away. After a while, the crisp sound of gunfire still seemed to be echoing in Nuo Da's manor.
The two bodyguards who were squatting not far from the gun target waited for Blanco to put down his arms, then immediately stood up and ran to the gun target. One of them looked carefully at the bullets on the ground, and then trotted towards this side: "Bu
Mr. Ranko, all seven of your shots hit the bullseye!"
The bodyguard ran over panting, pointing at the PDA in his hand, and looked at Qin Yuguan reporting to Blanco with a proud look on his face, as if he had fired these shots.
Blanco smiled slightly, feeling very proud but with a calm face. He ejected the empty magazine and handed the gun to Qin Yuguan with the handle turned upside down: "Mr. Qin, it's your turn next."
Qin Yuguan smiled at the bodyguard who deliberately showed off Blanco's shooting skills with him, took the gun and loaded the bullet.
"Yuguan, I think you'd better change your gun..." Kelins looked at Qin Yuguan's not too big hand holding the Desert Eagle, which was definitely the king of pistols, and couldn't help but feel a little worried.
She reminded him to change the gun, but before she could finish her words, she saw Qin Yuguan, who was facing her with his back to the gun target, suddenly turned around and raised his right hand briskly, with almost no sound.
The paused gunfire suddenly rang out.
Bang bang bang...
The golden bullet casings fell on the lawn one by one, drawing an uninterrupted parabola in the sunlight. The gun target in the distance could not help but tremble, and the faint sunlight stung Blanco's eyes.
strength.
Gunfire, stop.
Then Qin Yuguan blew lightly on the muzzle of the gun, and then threw the gun towards Blanco.
"Hit, are you done?" Kelins, who was frightened by Qin Yuguan's sudden shooting action, took a step back. Before he could fully wake up, he saw Qin Yuguan return the gun to Blanco.
. stared blankly at the bullet casings on the ground for a moment, then raised his head and asked with disbelief: "Why didn't I see you aiming?"
"Does shooting have to be aimed with the eyes?" Qin Yuguan clapped his hands and praised Blanco: "The Desert Eagle is indeed powerful and it is very enjoyable to shoot."
He wouldn't be able to hit the target with a gun like this, right? There was a sense of tension that he had never felt before. After Blanco took the gun, he did not answer Qin Yuguan's words, but just looked at the gun target in the distance coldly.
After the echo of the gunfire gradually dissipated, another bodyguard came over. He was still far away from the bodyguard, and Blanco saw him looking down at the computer in his hand while turning back to the electronic gun target.
look.
"Mr. Qin, your seven shots hit the bull's-eye just like Mr. Blanco." The bodyguard who came over first glanced at the cold-faced Blanco, and then reported him to Qin Yuguan in an admiring tone.
Although they didn't like the Chinese very much in their hearts, the Europeans' honesty and belief in worshiping the strong still made him choose to tell the truth.
Before Blanco fired, he had a brief aiming process. When shooting, the interval between each bullet was less than one second, but this seemingly inconspicuous aiming and interval, if placed on the battlefield,
, but it can change a person's destiny. To be honest, Blanco's marksmanship is very high, but compared to someone turning around and shooting in one go, it is clear who is higher and who is lower without any explanation from others.
After listening to the bodyguards explain the results, Blanco looked at the Desert Eagle in his hand and was silent for a while. It was not until Gu Han came up surrounded by bodyguards that he raised his head and said to Qin Yuguan: "This time, it's
I lost."
"Wow! Qin Yuguan, you are great! I love you to death!" Hearing the always arrogant Blanc admit defeat to his lover while guarding his grandfather, the happy Kelins jumped up and hugged his neck.
After kissing him hard on the cheek, he stuck out his tongue, laughed and stopped talking in the eyes of Gu Han who blamed him, "This is not what a lady does."
I can achieve such results only because of that bitch Suning. If she hadn't forced me to practice those boring shooting moves in a dark room, I would be the one who is embarrassed today. Qin Yuguan vs. Bu
Lanke kept the old man's attitude of admitting defeat to him and just smiled noncommittally, but he did not say any polite words such as, "Actually, everyone hit the bullseye with seven shots. This time, there is no difference between winner and loser."
If you win, you win. If you are humble after winning, it is not saving face for others, but showing off.
Qin Yuguan has always disliked pretentiousness, so he accepted Blanco's sincere submission and just said: "There will be a fight next. If I lose, you will still win."