"The right side, the right side is closer and the angle is better!"
"Don't make any noise! It's affecting the little girl's performance... Hurry! Shoot quickly, the target is about to fall..."
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In the huge shooting area, accompanied by a clanging sound, half-length chest targets with rings bounced up like corpses. They were of different heights and were aimed and locked along the track below, moving left or right, or forward or backward.
They moved irregularly. The speed was also different during this period. They crossed each other vertically and horizontally, which was dizzying. After a slight hesitation, the targets slipped a certain distance, then fell down without any warning and disappeared.
This is the moving target area in the club shooting gallery.
It is worth mentioning that this time it was no longer the suggestion of the coach. The latter was squeezed out of the crowd in a daze before. After regaining consciousness, he couldn't squeeze in even if he tried to squeeze in. Now he simply doesn't know where he is. It was Tangdou who heard about it himself.
There was also an advanced project, so surrounded by everyone, I happily came to accept the challenge.
It is indeed a challenge.
There is still a big difference between fixed targets and moving targets, in terms of distance, prediction, reaction, sense of space, etc. The difficulty is not increased even a little bit.
Although she is a young girl with a big heart, she tried one thing and lost the other in her first attempt. She was in a hurry and fired several empty shots in a row. It seemed that the myth could not continue, but at this point, there were a few more shots that hit the target inexplicably like being possessed by gods, and one of them was the hit.
Bullseye. Such a fluctuating state is not only incomprehensible, but also a bit appetizing.
Of course, this is just the beginning. As the little girl gradually becomes familiar with the gameplay, her performance improves at a speed that is visible to the naked eye. Although she still cannot reach the perfect performance of the previous fixed-target guns, she can basically stabilize at eight.
Between the ninth and tenth rings, above the average level.
Such a miraculous performance naturally attracted fans to the little girl. Now, people in several shooting areas, including the rest area, who are not interested in shooting, have basically gathered around her.
It's not all just for fun. For example, the person next to Tang Chao, Xiao Sun, who kept hissing and hissing as if he had chewed a chili pepper, was undoubtedly a knowledgeable person.
And unlike the uninformed onlookers around him, Xiao Sun knew that the soles of Sugar Bean Boy's shoes were thin. Just a few minutes ago, he witnessed the little girl cut the wire hanging the target paper with one shot. The accuracy was amazing.
Outrageous. Only now...
For a moment it was like a dream.
After the shock subsided, rationality returned, and finally accepted the new setting of the little girl. Xiao Sun's scalp, limbs with goosebumps, and even the whole body were trembling slightly, and his eyes stared unblinkingly.
Little girl, your eyes are so bright!
I have to say that with such an air of grandeur, he resembles some kind of obscene character from the island country.
Of course, Tang Chao knew that the other party did not mean this. From the other party's perspective, the little girl should be closer to an undeveloped gold mine, but he couldn't help but still felt a little uncomfortable. He glared at the other party several times, but the latter suddenly became confused.
Ruo Ruo was completely unaware and unmoved, and could only shake his head in silence.
It is also expected. After all, talent cannot be hidden from the eyes of insiders unless it is deliberately hidden.
Even though the types, calibers, shooting conditions, etc. of firearms in the current shooting gallery are far from a real gun (battle) environment, to insiders they are almost the same as games - apart from anything else, those that are truly lethal enough
The recoil of a firearm, even a pistol, cannot be suppressed by the little girl's slender arms.
But so what, talent is talent and cannot be weakened or transferred by other factors!
In other words, if Xiao Sun could not discover this and ignored it easily, then the Tang Dynasty would have to doubt the selection criteria for the rise of Kyushu... Of course, this did not happen, and some relevant departments only existed in legends.
And some relevant departments are really legends.
The Rise of Kyushu is quite reliable. Just looking at Xiao Sun's current state of expression, which is like epilepsy, it is known that he has not only discovered the talent of the little girl, but also takes it seriously!
At this moment, the crowd gathered outside was slightly confused. Amidst the noise and shouting, a figure nimbly squeezed in with a short figure. It was the black boy he had seen in the afternoon, his name was Moha.
As soon as he got in, his eyes went directly to the shooting compartment. He looked at the jelly beans sitting on the low stool and couldn't help but be startled. Looking at his sawing gun posture, his expression was even more disapproving. But then there was a bang, and the target moved in the distance.
Then, the ten-ring data that hit the bull's-eye popped up on the display screen, and his black and white eyes suddenly lit up.
After watching a few more shots, the black boy named Moha couldn't help it anymore. Taking advantage of the gap between Jellybean's reloading, he took a few steps forward, pointed at the CZ512 in Jellybean's hand, and then pointed at the free shooting gun on his left hand.
In the cubicle, he naturally said: "GO!"
"Um, ah?" In fact, all words, not just Chinese words, have a profound and profound side. For example, at this moment, Tangdou Tongxie obviously failed to understand the meaning of this simple word and looked confused.
Fortunately, at this time, "Give way, give way, don't crowd..." A young man wearing a suit and tie who looked like a translator squeezed into the crowd, frowned slightly and quickly arranged his suit, while asking Tang Tang matter-of-factly.
Dou introduced, "This is Master Moha, a distinguished guest from far away Africa. He wants to compete with you."
As soon as he finished speaking, "Don't compare with him, this brat..." After a pause, probably realizing that Tangdou was also in the category of brats, the middle-aged fat man who intervened temporarily changed his words and said, "This black charcoal head, don't talk about it.
Martial virtue!”
"Yes, let's play with ourselves, little girl, don't be as knowledgeable as him!"
"Haha, you want me to live in that poor and remote place in Africa? Who are you bluffing?"
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Turning his eyes around, Tang Chao looked at the indignant crowd with a strange expression, finally understanding the tone and attitude expressed by Xie Guangmin when he mentioned the black boy in the afternoon.
At this level, there is nothing unpleasant about it. It is obvious that people hate dogs.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Having said that, this scene feels a bit familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere... Oh, I remember it. Ren Buping just came here two years ago
During the Lingjiang period, a mad dog would go around looking for people to kick the gym, and then return the favor after the fight, as if he was a mad man cracking down on counterfeiters. At that time, the Lingjiang martial arts circle also had the same attitude of attacking in groups...
However, Tang Chao carefully looked at the black boy with arrogant eyes and shook his head slightly, okay, there is still a difference between the two.
Apart from anything else, the hardness and quality of a black charcoal head and an iron head are not on the same level. Oh, arrogance is just as arrogant...
But it was the black boy who had caused everyone's anger in the venue. He suddenly took a step forward, raised his hand, and pointed out more than ten people one by one, including the middle-aged fat man who spoke first. Then, he raised his chin and said,
He took back his index finger and placed it at the corner of his mouth, shook it slightly, and smiled contemptuously: "NO, NO, NO!"
It is still the simplest word, but the meaning of this meeting is undoubtedly understood by everyone present, at least those who are accused must understand it, and the understanding should be quite profound - the defeated general under his command has no right to speak!
"I'm going! Lao Yang, why are you stopping me? This naughty kid obviously needs an education!"
"I know, the key is, you can't teach..."
"...Fuck! It's so frustrating! Where is Lao Xie? Call Lao Xie over quickly! Otherwise, find a reliable coach. I can't bear it anymore. I will personally pay 50,000 yuan for whoever kills this little brat..."
It is said that there must be a brave man under a heavy reward, but after the group of gun enthusiasts looked at each other in confusion, they all smiled bitterly. The foreign business group has been in Lingjiang for more than a day or two, and they have been staying here at the club. In other words
, this black boy called Moha has long been familiar with the inside and outside of the shooting gallery. If someone can win, he will not be so arrogant now.
As for the coaches, they were quite excited when they heard this, but due to the rules and regulations of the shooting gallery, they couldn't leave the game. They could only shake their heads regretfully after hearing the large amount of remuneration.
And while people were making a fuss and shaking people here, Tangdou over there was already nodding hesitantly.
The little girl didn't think too much. In her opinion, the so-called target shooting is just a game. If someone wants to play together, then let's do it together. After all, the shooting range is so big that it is impossible for her to occupy it alone. It just works.
Someone else tried to persuade him, so he agreed.
As for who was trying to persuade him... Tang Chao looked at Xiao Sun who came back inexplicably. The smile on the latter's face was honest and honest, "Such an interesting thing can be regarded as allowing me to catch up... Ahem, little brother, please don't
Worry, I'm optimistic about Miss Tang, she will definitely beat that South African boy. Come on, let's cheer together!" After saying that, he raised his hands high and crossed them, waving like a logistics cheerleader.
Seeing this, Tang Chao's mouth twitched imperceptibly and he looked away. It was quite humorous. He really wasn't afraid of death...
Then I'll find an opportunity for you to die.
This is naturally a joke. It’s not difficult to guess Xiao Sun’s intention. He just wants to further see the little girl’s shooting talent potential so that he can make a more accurate assessment. Maybe he also wants to join in the fun and not be afraid of getting into trouble. This is not important...
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I have to say that I am very brave. If I were to rely on that narrow-eyed person named Zong, I would definitely not do it.
Tang Chao dared to let Tangdou have fun and show his talent in front of others, so he was naturally prepared. He and the Rise of Kyushu had reached a certain degree of tacit understanding, involving wandering souls, or Xie Wei's people and affairs, and later
The author always handles it with caution.
Including Xie Wei's surrounding interpersonal relationships, etc., a complete file has been established for a long time. If Xie Wei is the number one target, then Tangdou, who is closest to Xie Wei and has a blood relationship, is the inevitable number two target.
They are all key protection objects.
By the way, Tang Chao himself is probably in the third or fourth gear, so he can pay attention but it is not necessary. This is because he is Tangdou's brother and has a small business with Xie Wei.
Therefore, if Zong Qing were here, he would definitely not want to evaluate the little girl's shooting talent. And it would be meaningless. No matter how high the evaluation is, it is impossible for Tangdou to think about the underground world, but it will only increase worries and entanglements. Even so.
Taking another 10,000 steps back, the little girl suddenly wanted to find something exciting one day. If the jelly beans dare to go, do they dare to take them away...
Going a step further, back to the present moment, with Xiao Sun taking the lead and cheering all around, the moving target shooting competition between Tangdou and the black boy officially began.
There is no referee and no time limit. Each person shoots ten bullets and the total score is calculated after firing.
In the first shot, the black boy received ten rings and the little girl nine rings.
The second shot, ten rings for the black boy and ten rings for the little girl.
The third shot, ten rings for the black boy and eight rings for the little girl.
The fourth shot, the black boy's ten rings, the little girl... is still aiming.
There is no such thing as taking turns to shoot in the rules of the game. Everyone just needs to shoot their own. The reason why the results are so regular after several rounds is because the black boy named Moha will shoot first and then stop every time.
, turned to look at the little girl, waited until Tangdou pulled the trigger, then turned back to look for the next target, and the cycle continued...
This is actually unreasonable. Just like other competitive events, shooting also pays great attention to the state and feel. When the state comes, the most appropriate thing to do is to keep emptying the magazine in one breath. Pausing in the middle will hurt the hand. But the black boy still
He obviously did this on purpose. On the other hand, it also showed that he was very confident in his marksmanship.
In the eyes of the onlookers, this kind of behavior undoubtedly became another manifestation of the black teenager's lack of martial ethics. Outside the playing field, he put psychological pressure on him and suddenly booed everywhere.
However, the Tang Dynasty had a different view on this. Rather than putting pressure on it, it was more of a show off, like a proud little rooster eager to show off its beautiful feathers.
As for the person to show off to, it goes without saying. If you think about it, you can understand that Sao Nian, especially those with some special achievements, are always willing to show off in front of the opposite sex of the same age. Due to the imperfection of the mind, sometimes this kind of
The performance may even be a bit malicious.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! For example, the reason why Tangdou took so long to aim at the current shot was because Moha deliberately snatched her target, causing the little girl to have to choose the target again.
...Good boy!
Tang Chao narrowed his eyes subconsciously.
At this moment, after seeing Tangdou finally pull the trigger and score nine rings, the black boy grinned confidently, then turned around and raised his gun...
The next moment, his arm suddenly stiffened, and he turned his head suddenly amid the clattering sound!
"Huh?" Xiao Sun took half a step forward, looked at the black boy who was suddenly panic-stricken, and frowned. He didn't know what happened, but something was obviously wrong with the black boy's state at this time. He was as frightened as a bird, and there was something wrong just now.
It's a dangerous move to turn around with a gun. Fortunately, the long guns here are fixed with slender chains and can't be pulled... What kind of plane are they doing?
Someone on the side raised his hand and touched his nose in embarrassment. The little guy was quite sensitive... Well, just now he was in a rush of emotion and didn't pay attention. He unconsciously showed some murderous intent towards the black boy...
In fact, even if it is murderous intent, unless it is specifically targeted, ordinary people cannot feel it. It’s just that they never thought that this black boy was unusually sensitive, so his reaction was a little more intense...
It was a mistake and there was no intention of secretly manipulating the game.
In fact, Tang Chao has already acquiesced that the little girl will lose, and he has already thought of words of comfort. The reason for this is because he is also afraid that the little girl will become obsessed with gun shooting, even if the possibility is slim...
So, it was really a mistake.
It was a small incident, so don’t worry about it. However, the black boy seemed to be affected a little, and the fifth bullet hit an almost passing six. This brought the scores of the two sides, who were originally far apart, back to the same starting line in an instant.
This also allowed the crowd of cheering onlookers to see the dawn of victory and immediately cheered.
However, it turns out that hard power is hard power after all. In the next five shots, the black boy quickly adjusted and still shot a good score of 49 rings, and the total score also reached 95 rings.
At this time, the little girl's score is eighty-two rings, and she has not taken a single shot. The total number of rings will probably be around ninety. This result is obviously not bad, and can even be said to be excellent, especially since it is the first time for the little girl.
It would be even more incredible to shoot it while touching the gun.
Anyway, looking at Xiao Sun's expression and reaction, it was undoubtedly beyond psychological expectations. His eyes were staring straight at the little girl as if he were looking at a monster, and the meridians near his temples were clearly visible in excitement.
The onlookers around were also quite satisfied with the result, and they kept saying things like "It's glorious to lose" in advance. Besides, just like no one cared about the winner, no one cared about the little girl's final outcome.
One shot.
Originally, no matter how many rings were struck by this last shot, failure was obviously doomed.
Except for the little girl herself...it seemed as if she had never heard the noise and commotion around her. She stood there firmly on the small stool, her bangs falling to one side in front of her forehead, and her water-like eyes behind her unblinking, only slightly empty.
The pupils of the eyes trembled slightly as the muzzle of the gun shook slightly...
Tang Chao, who was the first to notice it, looked up at the shooting range in the direction of the muzzle of the gun. After a general sweep, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. So that's it, a good idea... Tsk, here's the opportunity, 3, 2...
In the cubicle on the left, a black boy put down his gun and walked out. He looked at the little girl who was still aiming, shook his head, and said in blunt Chinese: "Wo Ying..."
...1, right now!
Bang - gunshot, target dropped.
Everyone in the venue subconsciously looked up at the electronic display screen, and ten rings jumped out. Not bad, not bad, although defeated, it still... eh? The next second, another five rings suddenly popped up. This...
After realizing it, I turned around to look at the shooting range in shock, only to realize that what I just dropped was actually two targets!
One is tall and one is short, the tall one is in front and the short one is in the back.
As if the camera was replaying, the same scene appeared in front of everyone's eyes. Two targets of different heights moved irregularly along the preset track below. Because there was a distance between them, they were supposed to be individuals that did not interfere with each other. But in this situation
At a certain moment, at a visual latitude, they quietly overlapped each other. And at this moment, a bullet pushed away the air resistance ripples and penetrated instantly——
Kill two birds with one stone! Kill two birds with one shot!
Now that the reason has been found, the problem also arises. This is how the results should be calculated... All brain thinking in the field was a little down at this moment.
In the silence, Tangdou put down the gun, took a long breath, and the tail of his eyes curled with satisfaction. Then he turned his head and looked at the stunned black boy, and nodded generously: "Ilost, Youwon."