Qin Fei's shooting speed is undoubtedly more accurate and faster than Zhao Xin, but this is not what Zhao Xin wants to see.
He had been thinking about how Qin Fei would use bullets rationally in the end.
The number of 15 bullets is dead, but the 16 targets are real.
Soon, Qin Fei's AK-103 assault rifle had emptied the 10 rounds of ammunition in it. He quickly replaced it with a Glock 17, used a pistol to shoot the remaining targets, and continued to move forward.
14…
15…
Zhao Xin silently calculated the number of targets in his heart.
Until the 15th target was counted, Qin Fei's Glock 17 was empty and hung up.
He did not see Qin Fei hit two targets with one bullet, thereby saving an extra round of ammunition. This was absolutely impossible in reality, because the targets came out one by one, rather than being crowded together.
No matter how high Qin Fei's military literacy is and how awesome his shooting skills are, he still can't do it.
He is a human being, not a god.
A huge question mark rose in Zhao Xin's mind.
For the last target, Qin Fei had no bullets.
Qin Fei put away his pistol, and the 16th head-shaped target bounced up ten meters away.
A ray of cold light flew out of Qin Fei's hand and instantly hit the head-shaped target.
puff--
The entire handle of a Mad Dog advanced tactical knife was immersed in the foam target, until it reached the hilt!
Zhao Xin's eyes suddenly became round.
"Fuck-"
He didn't expect Qin Fei to use a tactical knife!
I also have a tactical knife, which I was issued when I picked up another piece of equipment. It is currently inserted into the right knife holster of the tactical vest.
However, I really never thought about using a knife.
"Look, this is not over yet?" Qin Fei returned to Lao Yu and Zhao Xin and pointed to the target in the distance: "Who said you can't hit 16 targets with 15 bullets?"
Zhao Xin couldn't help but said: "You are cheating!"
Qin Fei said: "Killing is not about means. This is not an IPSC practical shooting competition, nor is it an Olympic shooting gold medal competition. This is actual combat. There is only one standard in actual combat, which is to kill the enemy and protect yourself. As long as this standard can be met, no one will care.
What method did you use?"
"This -" Zhao Xin was immediately speechless, and felt that Qin Fei seemed to be arrogating, so he refused to accept: "Brother Qin, according to what you said, I can go up and bite off the target with my teeth?"
"Yes, why not." Qin Fei looked at the target in the distance and said, "But the opponent is an enemy with a gun. If you plan to use your teeth, you will probably die before you rush forward. Using a knife is the most practical.
"
After that, Qin Fei returned the gun to Zhao Xin.
"In recent times, before going to the Comoro Islands, you went to report there on Monday and participated in training with those mercenaries. I think you must first get rid of an inherent concept and compare your previous exercises and competitions in the army.
Throw all those thoughts into the trash can, and then change a mind, a mind that belongs to the actual combat concept of mercenaries."
Having said this, Qin Fei sighed and patted his arm.
"Zhao Xin, I brought you out, but I don't want to send you your ashes back."
Everyone followed Qin Fei and left. When they passed Zhao Xin, they all winked at him or gave him a thumbs up to express encouragement.
After walking out of the shooting range, Qin Fei said to Lao Yu: "I think we still need to find an opportunity for Zhao Xin to practice. A thousand tactical shooting trainings here are not as good as one actual combat for him."
"I agree." Lao Yu agreed: "Zhao Xin is too energetic, which is also a common problem among scouts. He feels that he has been training for so many years and has received such high-intensity training. When he sees soldiers from other brother units in the army,
He walks with his head raised, and suddenly he is here to be denied so much by you, and his self-esteem will definitely not be able to accept it. Throw him into actual combat, and then he will have a taste of it, and maybe he will understand what war is."
While the two were talking, they saw Victor walking angrily from a distance, holding the phone and cursing like a mad dog.
"Victor!" Qin Fei took the initiative to say hello: "You haven't left the contract yet?!"
After Victor cursed the last "pig", he finally cut off the phone.
Seeing Qin Fei, he just nodded and said, "My plane is still being assembled and I haven't left yet!"
Qin Fei suddenly remembered the proposal he gave to Victor. It seemed that the old guy really did as he said. He found a place in the camp to build a large equipment assembly warehouse, and directly shipped the SU-27 that Minister Lawrence wanted.
Take it apart and transport it here for assembly.
No wonder after coming back yesterday, Qin Fei occasionally saw some Slavic-looking men walking around in the camp. They seemed to be Victor's technical staff.
Victor didn't seem to be interested in chatting with Qin Fei today. After a brief greeting, he didn't say a word and looked directly past Qin Fei to Eric behind him.
"Eric!"
When he came up, he took Eric's hand and tried to drag him aside.
"What's up?"
Killers are always cautious, and Eric felt that he was not familiar with Victor enough to run aside and whisper, so he stood still.
"I have business to talk to you about," Victor said.
"Is there any business?" Victor looked at Qin Fei and then at Victor, "If you have any business, you can talk to the boss. I'm just a shareholder."
He pointed at Qin Fei.
Doing this is actually the smartest thing about Eric.
As an assassin, the most important thing is loyalty to the organization. Eric grew up in an assassin organization such as the Brotherhood of the Holy Cross and knows this well.
He was avoiding suspicion so that Qin Fei would not have any suspicion.
Victor put his hot face on his cold ass, but he was also an old man. He immediately changed his attitude and turned to Qin Fei: "Qin, I have a business here and I want your help."
Qin Fei said: "There are no outsiders here, so just tell me."
Victor looked at everyone. They were all core members of the X mercenary group, and there were indeed no outsiders.
So he said without any secret: "I'm asking you to help me kill someone."
After speaking, he pointed to Eric and said, "It's best to let Eric do it. The price is easy to negotiate."
He knows his stuff, Eric is a top assassin, and finding him to kill is indeed the right way to go.
"Killing people?" Qin Fei frowned, "We are going to Comoro soon, I don't think we have much time."
"It won't take long, at most three days. Kill a target and leave immediately. The location is not far away, it's in South Sudan." Victor pointed to the northwest and said: "It's a thousand kilometers away. I can provide all the logistics you need.
support."
Qin Fei didn't expect that it was really close. Eritrea and South Sudan bordered each other. In the past, it was only a few hundred kilometers away.
"Who do you want to kill?" Qin Fei asked.
Victor gritted his teeth and made a loud noise in his mouth.
"Kill an armed leader!" As he said, the eyes of the top arms dealer around him showed a fierce light, "I want him to die!"