Special Forces Start To Sign To God-Level Technology

0507、This is the special team?

Wang Tong took the binoculars, leaned in front of him and looked at it, then raised his brows and said, "It's still something, let's play another round."

He handed the binoculars back to Shao Bing, and Shao Bing looked through the binoculars, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I saw that all the bullets hit the bullseye on the target hit by the two, and all of them were 100 rings!

Shao Bing nodded and said, "Both of them are 100 rings, so the 200 meters are not comparable!"

"It's more than three hundred meters!"

As soon as the voice fell, I heard the Tianlong Special Combatants laugh disdainfully, although the distance between 200 meters and 300 meters was only 100 meters.

But that one hundred meters is like a watershed!

In the eyes of the members of the special forces, only special soldiers can achieve good results in the 300-meter shooting!

Shao Bing ignored their laughter, only gave He Sui a look, and then He Sui began to load the bullet again.

The members of the Tianlong Special Team on the side were also loaded and started to take aim.

Ten seconds later, the two retreated the Type 95 assault rifle, and then waited for Shao Bing to announce his results.

Shao Bing took the binoculars and looked at the targets of the members of the Tianlong Special Forces. He shouted: "Special Forces members, 99th ring!"

As soon as this remark came out, Wang Tong and the members of the special forces behind him all smiled. They felt that this result was deserved. If the special forces did not hit the 95th ring or more, that would be an insult to their special forces!

The newly selected recruits beside them were surprised and yearning.

"Awesome! I've played 300 meters before, and I have to rely on luck to make the 90th ring!"

"Yeah, worthy of being a special team! Will we be so good in the future?"

"Hey, I look at the 300 meters, this 38th recruit company can make 90 rings, it's not bad!"

But as soon as their voices fell, Shao Bing slapped them in the face severely.

"How old is the thirty-eighth recruit company, 100 rings!" Shao Bing shouted with a smile.

As soon as this statement was made, the scene was silent for an instant, and then an incredible sound erupted.

"Fuck fucking! Can our special forces lose to a bunch of recruits?"

"Come on! The recruit can hit a hundred rings when hitting a 300-meter target? Is he Erlang Shen with three eyes?"

"It must be a shame! I have been a live dog in Chengdu all these years as a special soldier?"

Wang Tong was also serious at this time, and immediately grabbed the binoculars in Shao Bing's hand to check it out. He also didn't believe that a recruit could hit a score of 300 meters and 100 rings!

He first looked at the target of his own special team member and confirmed that it was only after the 99th ring that he went to see his target.

Afterwards, he saw the bullet hole in the target clearly, and his mouth slowly widened, which seemed very incredible.

It's really a hundred rings!

A recruit made a hundred rings at a distance of 300 meters!

This kind of achievement can be directly selected as an elite sniper in ordinary special forces!

Wang Tong gritted his teeth and found a reason for himself in his heart: some of the recruits here are the second generation of the army, not to mention shooting targets since they were young, there will be expert marksmanship to teach them.

When I came to the barracks and played with guns all the time, so the marksmanship would be so good!

He didn't believe that real recruits could make 100 rings at a distance of 300 meters!

"Okay! You have won this round! Let's start the next round immediately!" Wang Tong said without even looking at Shao Bing.

There was an unrealistic idea faintly in his heart, but it popped out of his heart like this.

That is why these recruits can have these achievements, all because of the reason for the company commander of the recruits in front of him, they are the ones he trained!

But he couldn't believe that an ordinary recruit company commander could train recruits like this.

And he just thought that Shao Bing is trash. If Shao Bing is trash, then what is he?

Shao Bing gave a faint smile, and then he said: "Okay, let's try five-on-five combat directly, don't waste time, we have to train in the afternoon!"

Seeing Shao Bing's calm look, Wang Tong suddenly lost his heart!

But he bit the bullet and said, "Compare! Our special forces are very heavy!"

Shao Bing nodded, and then said to Wu Fan, He Sui, Li Damo, and the two recruits behind them: "They have a heavy hand, so be careful."

"Don't start too lightly!"

Hearing this, Li Damo smiled and showed his big white teeth, and then gave Shao Bing a thumbs up to signal him to understand.

Afterwards, ten people stood on the grass, ready to start a fighting competition.

"It's too late for you to abstain, otherwise you will have to lie down in the infirmary for a few days!" A Tianlong special combat team spoke harshly to the five recruits.

Wu Fan curled his lips disdainfully and said, "I will return this sentence to you as it is!"

"Then don't blame the brothers!" The series of defeats just now made all the members of the Tianlong Special Team suffocate. Now the recruits in front of them are still pulling like this, of course they are very unhappy!

So immediately slammed a punch and hit Wu Fan's face, Wu Fan stepped back slightly and directly avoided the blow.

Then he slid close to his body and hit an elbow.

The opposite is also special forces, fighting is their strong point, and naturally they will not be defeated so quickly.

Wu Fan's opponent saw him hit with an elbow, and immediately raised his right elbow to hold Wu Fan's elbow.

Afterwards, the two were divided at the touch of a button.

A few seconds later, Wu Fan stepped on his toes, rushed to the opponent in an instant, and then punched out, only to see that the opponent wanted to grab Wu Fan's arm, and wanted to give him a shoulder throw!

However, Wu Fan had already broken his mind, and immediately raised his leg and hit his opponent's abdomen directly with one knee.

When his opponent saw this, he had to retreat immediately, giving up the idea of ​​throwing Wu Fan over his shoulder.

After he retreated, Wu Fan was ready to take advantage of the victory and pursue it. This made his opponent a little frightened. How could a recruit fight with him and fight back and forth?

But at this moment he couldn't allow him to think too much. Wu Fan swept across his whip and hit his knee directly. If this blow was hit, he would definitely lose his combat effectiveness!

At the critical moment, he pressed his weight to the knee that was about to be hit, and the knee was directly bent to resist Wu Fan's whip leg.

But he found a successful smile on Wu Fan's face.

I saw Wu Fan's whip kick hit his knee and immediately recovered, and then stood on one leg, with the other leg swept out directly, the target official opponent is now in the open knee!

The opponent's legs are now in a lunge shape, and he can directly hit his knees with a simple sweep of his legs.

Immediately afterwards, I saw an incredible expression on the opponent's face, and then, he fell directly to the ground and came to eat shit.

Wu Fan didn't stop, immediately stepped up and stepped on his chest.

"Not convinced?"

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