"Haha, I guess it was Zhang Jia who told you, okay, everyone is equipped with five newly developed twelve-shot pistols, and then sends out a hundred warriors with the strongest arms, and each of them throws a wine bottle!
"Zhao Yuan smiled faintly. He believed that Ye Xingchen, an arrogant boy, would lose miserably. He would understand for the first time what a tragic failure is.
The efficiency of the jun team is very fast. In half a minute at most, Ye Xingchen has brought all the things he wants. He just holds the gun with both hands, and the other three are inserted into his waist, and the ten carefully selected
The sharpshooters are also ready. Each of them has sixty rounds of ammunition. Each of them only needs to shoot five wine bottles to win. This is an extremely easy thing for them. They even think that they will win.
, and it cannot be won without force.
However, since orders have been issued from above, as soldiers, they can only obey, and they can only break the wine bottle that is about to be thrown as quickly as possible and with the most precision.
One hundred soldiers held an empty wine bottle tightly in their hands and stood with their backs to each other. As long as they were ordered, they would throw the wine bottles in their hands with all their strength, while other soldiers had already stood in front of Zhao Yuan.
Behind them, everyone watched this unique shooting battle.
"Haha, Xiaoye, are you ready?" Zhao Yuan looked at Ye Xingchen with a smile and said warmly.
"Haha, Chairman, just give the order, the boy is already ready!" Ye Xingchen smiled casually, his face full of confidence. When he was in the Black Panther, that bastard from the Li Wei family used this to practice their marksmanship.
carried out in a way.
"Okay, Qianqian, it's up to you to issue the order!" Zhao Yuan smiled and said to Zhao Yaqian who was secretly sweating for Ye Xingchen.
Zhao Yaqian looked at Zhao Yuan, said "yes" loudly, and then shouted loudly to the one hundred and ten people including Ye Xingchen: "Everyone is on your place, ready, start!"
As soon as Zhao Yaqian's voice fell, the one hundred soldiers threw the bottles in their hands in two directions at the same time. I wonder if they had received special training. Every fifty bottles were thrown at almost the same angle and height.
They were exactly the same, and as soon as the wine bottle flew out, Ye Xingchen already held a pistol in each hand and started shooting wonderfully.
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang..." Several gunshots were heard in succession. The bullets in Ye Xingchen's hand had been completely shot out, and twenty wine bottles were immediately smashed in the sky, and the broken glass shards appeared.
When it fell down like this, everyone was stunned for a moment.
At this time, the ten people over there only shot two bottles each, but since then, they are still four bottles behind Ye Xingchen.
At this time, Ye Xingchen threw away the two repeating pistols in his hands, took a step forward, took out the two pistols from his waist like lightning, and once again fired at the wine bottles in the air.
At that time, the wine bottles had begun to fall from the highest point, but the distance was further away from Ye Xingchen and others. Ye Xingchen pulled the trigger in his hand gracefully, and everyone only heard the "bang bang" sound of gunshots and glass bottles.
With a shattering sound, he saw that there were still two wine bottles left in the sky on Ye Xingchen's side, while there were ten left on the other side.
However, the repeating pistols in the hands of the ten soldiers also ran out of ammunition for the first time. They quickly took out the pistols at their waists. Only ten were left. Each of them only needed to shoot one Ye Xingchen to lose.
After all, he has to hit at least two more, right?
However, Ye Xingchen did not continue to take out the pistol from his waist, but stepped forward and threw the two pistols in his hands directly.
"Crack!" With a crisp sound, two pistols hit two falling wine bottles at the same time, but the ten soldiers took out their pistols and fired the bullets in their hands.
These people are also elites. This time, every bullet accurately hit a wine bottle. However, the ten of them did not look surprised at all. They turned around silently and looked at everything in disbelief.
The whole place was silent. Everyone looked at Ye Xingchen, who had empty hands and a pistol in his waist. Is this... is this really reality? One person, four guns, forty-eight bullets, a big explosion of fifty people.
A wine bottle flying in the air in such a short time? How is this possible? Even the best marksmen in the army can't do it, right? How can he have such good marksmanship?
Zhao Yuan also stood there blankly. He was used to seeing wind and waves, he had seen all kinds of incredible things, he had seen all kinds of talents, but no one gave him any advice.
He was so powerfully shocked.
As for the dozen or so soldiers, they naturally looked at Ye Xingchen with admiration on their faces. They had always been very proud of their marksmanship, but the bottles thrown out were extremely fast, so their marksmanship was also difficult to get around.
There was no guarantee that every shot would hit the mark, but Ye Xingchen did it. He defeated ten of his own with just one person. This was a symbol of absolute strength. From this moment on, the ten of them completely regarded Ye Xingchen as theirs.
Commander, after all, Jun people respect the strong, the absolute strong.
"Haha, yes, yes, it is true that heroes emerge from youth. I think there is no need to compete with the rest. From now on, you are the captain of this Snow Leopard Commando Team. You can only obey Major General Ye Xingchen.
Order, do you understand?" After being stunned, Zhao Yuan gradually showed a look of appreciation on his face, and even the resentment just because Ye Xingchen kept him waiting for so long disappeared without a trace. He was even thinking in his heart, if this is the case
It would be nice to have more talents?
"Yes!" More than 500 soldiers in the entire school roared at the same time, their voices reaching into the sky. Their eyes were also full of respect. Although they had not yet engaged in physical combat, the chairman had said so. What else could they say? A
Their eyes were full of expectations, and they all hoped that the newly appointed commander could give them more surprises.
Looking at the more than 500 passionate soldiers, and then looking at the faint smile on Zhao Yuan's face, Ye Xingchen also had an evil smile on his lips. He didn't care that these soldiers were there to help him.
, it is still used to monitor him. In short, in his hands, he has the ability to turn these people into his loyal brothers. When he thinks about it, these 500 super elites who have experienced wars and narrow escapes have been added out of thin air. He
His heart kept beating... After all, how strong a fighting force was that?