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0469、Why?

Three hundred meters, with a sniper rifle, the difficulty is not too high.

But if you want to use a rifle to fight, the difficulty is higher.

"A three-hundred-meter target, use a rifle to hit it! Dare you?"

Wu Fan asked provocatively.

As soon as he said this, there was a sound of air-conditioning around him.

The other recruits couldn't even hit a 100-meter target, and Wu Fan had to challenge a 300-meter target directly!

It's so arrogant!

At this time, all the recruits looked at Shao Bing, and now it's up to him to dare to fight!

If he does not dare to fight, the dignity of the company commander will be completely wiped out!

If he dares to fight, hum, Wu Fan's marksmanship is not out of the air.

"Three hundred meters target? Okay! Come on!"

Shao Bing smiled slightly and said without fear.

Hearing this, Wu Fan showed a smug smile.

He is not afraid of losing at all!

In fact, he has a talent that no one else has, and that is his vision.

His eyesight is inherently better, and everything is very clear in his eyes.

This is also the basis of his abnormal marksmanship. In addition, Wu Fan has been shooting guns since he was a child, and there are special soldiers to guide his marksmanship. This makes his marksmanship, using a hundred steps to wear Yang to describe his marksmanship can be described as nothing!

As soon as the two people made a bet, the scene immediately became lively.

All the recruits gave up their target positions and watched the two.

After that, Wu Fan smiled triumphantly, holding his 95-type assault rifle, he came to the target position.

"Brothers, take a good look and learn! Let you see what is meant by the marksmanship of the gods!"

After that, a burst of cheers rang out.

I saw Wu Fan raised the rifle in his hand.

I have to say that Wu Fan is indeed very talented and very capable.

His standing posture is very standard, and the 95th style is very stable in his hand, without a trace of dangling.

After aiming for a long time, Wu Fan decisively pulled the trigger.

boom!

One shot, one bullet was shot out by him!

Snapped!

The target, which was 300 meters away, was immediately punched with a small hole!

Looking at the binoculars, Zhang Meng was shocked at the time. There was a bullet hole at the position of the tenth ring!

"Ten Rings!"

As soon as the word "Shihuan" came out, all the recruits on the scene cheered and were very excited.

"Damn! Ten rings! Did I hear you wrong?"

"Brother Fan actually hit ten rings! And it's still three hundred meters! Damn it, why can't I even hit a 100-meter target?"

"Brother Fan, look at what this company commander can do to beat you!"

The recruits flocked to Wu Fan's side, bragging about Wu Fan frantically.

And Wu Fan smiled triumphantly, his face full of pride.

He likes the feeling of being sought after by everyone.

Immediately, Wu Fan glanced at Shao Bing triumphantly, his eyes full of provocation.

I saw Wu Fan continue to aim.

Soon after, Wu Fan fired a second shot.

boom!

A gunshot, a bullet roared out!

Zhang Meng immediately picked up the binoculars to look.

Snapped!

I saw another bullet hole at the tenth ring on the target 300 meters away!

Hit the ten ring again!

"Ten Rings!"

As soon as these two words came out, the rookies boiled again.

Now, Wu Fan is the god in their minds!

But Wu Fan adjusted his state and glanced at Shao Bing provocatively, and said, "Just wait and lose!"

boom!

Third shot, ten rings!

boom! The fourth shot is still ten rings!

Wu Fan fired several shots in a row, all of which were ten rings!

Now, Wu Fan has fired nine shots and has a good score in the 90s.

At this time, Wu Fan put down his gun and looked at Shao Bing with a playful look.

"Company commander, you are a company commander, I am a recruit, you have to let me go."

Even though he said that, Wu Fan's face didn't have a hint of humility.

Instead, it was full of provocations.

Hearing this, Shao Bing also smiled: "Yes, you are a recruit, so naturally I have to let you a little bit."

Hearing this, Wu Fan smiled triumphantly: "Haha! The company commander, if you have the same results as me, you count me as winning? How about?"

Wu Fan is going to cut off Shao Bing's final retreat!

Even if you can beat me better, you still have to lose!

Looking at Shao Bing again, he didn't even think about it, but agreed directly.

"sure!"

As soon as he said this, Wu Fan's eyes flashed with triumph.

He continued to raise the rifle in his hand and aimed at a target three hundred meters away.

boom!

The gunfire sounded, and in the distance, there was an additional bullet hole at the tenth ring of the target!

Ten rings again!

At this moment, even Zhang Meng was a little excited.

As the platoon leader of the recruit company, he dare not say that his marksmanship is better than Wu Fan.

All are ten rings! A hundred rings!

"Ten rings again! A hundred rings in total!"

When Zhang Meng's voice fell, all the rookies were boiling, and they cheered with excitement on their faces.

"Brilliant! Fan is mighty and domineering! One hundred rings! Three hundred meters! Hahahaha!"

"Company commander, see how you lose!"

"Brother Fan deserves to be Brother Fan, I want to recognize you as the elder brother, you must accept me as the younger brother!"

I saw Wu Fan surrounded by many recruits.

The recruits also looked excited and admired.

The peasants turned over and sang, now they rely on Shao Bing!

Looking at Wu Fan again, he played with the Black Hawk pistol in his hand, smiled triumphantly, and said, "Now it's your turn!"

Hearing this, Shao Bing nodded slightly.

He squinted and glanced at the target three hundred meters away.

He said lightly: "It's boring to hit 300 meters, I'll hit 500 meters."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was stunned.

Hit a 500-meter target?

Looking around, the five-hundred-meter target is almost invisible to the naked eye!

You can only use a magnifier to aim.

Immediately, Wu Fan frowned and asked, "No! If I use the 95th style, you have to use the 95th style too! What is the ability to use a sniper rifle?"

Hearing that, Shao Bing also smiled: "Hehe, who said I'm going to use a sniper rifle?"

As soon as this remark came out, Wu Fan was taken aback.

"What do you use without a sniper rifle? Do you want to use the 95th style? Stop teasing!"

"Yes, I just want to use ninety-five styles!"

Shao Bing said along the way.

As soon as this remark came out, the whole scene fell silent for an instant.

All the recruits stared at Shao Bing blankly.

Although most of the people present are recruits, they still understand common sense.

The effective range of the 95-type assault rifle is 400 meters. After 400 meters, the trajectory is almost uncontrollable!

Shao Bing is going to hit a 500-meter target with a 95-type?

This difficulty is no different from stepping on the right foot with the left foot.

After a long pause, Wu Fan suddenly laughed: "Hahahaha! Are you sure?"

In Wu Fan's view, Shao Bing is simply giving points!

"I'm sure."

Shao Bing smiled and nodded.

"Okay! If you can hit a target five hundred meters away with the 95th pattern, and hit the 80th ring up, I will kneel and call you grandpa right now!"

Hearing this, Shao Bing shook his head and smiled: "You can kneel on your knees. Just call grandpa. I don't have a grandson who is so unbelievable as you."

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