Rebirth Merchant: Wonderful Space Hunting for Military Officer

I don't know how the matter was transferred from Zhang Kui and Song Ye to Song Ye and the veteran.

Moreover, Song Ye also admitted that his skills were not as good as others. This arrogant young man who dared to rush into the veteran's dormitory in the middle of the night to beat someone and even 1v7 took the initiative to admit defeat. Zhang Kui was the first to not believe this kind of nonsense.

But keep the trouble away from him, of course he wouldn't take the initiative to lean over, and he was even happy to see it succeed, stabbed the veteran's arm, "That's right, aren't you afraid of losing to a new recruit?"

The veteran's complexion sank. He didn't expect that he would be turned against the First Army in front of everyone's eyes. Moreover, he was tricked by Zhang Kui, who had always had a temper.

No, the person who calculated him was the young man in front of him.

Acknowledging that you can't compete with the first place, then it is only reasonable to ask for the second place to compete with the second place.

Song Ye was also right, she was a recruit, and she was not ashamed.

But, if you compare...

"Tsk tsk, my understanding of Xiao Song Ye's black belly is really increasing day by day." Dong Qian shook his head, and he didn't need to look to know that Song Ye was trying to get rid of the rhythm again.

But this time it wasn't the unlucky Zhang Kui, but the second-placed good guy recognized by the team.

The threatening opponent was the general, and the veteran was also difficult to ride a tiger and had to deal with the battle situation.

"Lend your position to use it." Song Ye passed by Zhang Kui's side, and he just dropped such a sentence and stood beside the veteran.

Brother Zhang in front of people, you and you in the back, Zhang Kui couldn't help scolding Song Ye in his heart, but he didn't show it on the face, and even vaguely expected Song Ye to win.

It is true that in which group or team, the first and second places are always competing to the death. In the Eagle Group candidate team, the relationship between Zhang Kui, the first place and the second place is also quite stalemate.

But this stalemate is not in performance, but in popularity.

In terms of physical fitness and skills, Zhang Kui has always been the well-deserved number one in the team, and he is a long way off from the second place. However, although the second place was mediocre, he was a well-known good guy in the team, and he was good at interpersonal relationships.

So in the eyes of the big guy, Song Ye can't compare to the first Zhang Kui, and naturally he can't compare to the second old man.

Most of the onlookers came to see Song Ye's jokes. Seeing her slowly holding a gun, her posture was not standard at all, and she almost couldn't even recognize the bull's eye. Someone in the team immediately laughed, "Hey, little one. , the target is there, don't miss it."

Song Ye, however, still had a slow-moving appearance, carefully stuffing bullets into the magazines carefully, as if he was frightened.

Seeing this, the good old man raised a smile and patted Song Ye on the shoulder, "Don't be nervous, I believe you are very talented."

The latter was startled, a bullet fell out, and Ding Dong landed on the stage, making everyone laugh.

Zhang Kui watched from the side, and he felt very uncomfortable. Maybe he was used to the arrogance of the black belly in the young man. Now this cowardly body is awkward to look at.

He stretched out his hand for no reason, waved the old man's arm, stood beside Song Ye, and slapped Song Ye's back with a slap, "Keep your head up, don't think of yourself as a bitch. "If you dare to kill someone in their dormitory, don't be a coward at this time.

At this time, Song Ye was really staggered, and stood still, looking at Zhang Kui's dark face with a little surprise, and unexpectedly saw a touch of embarrassing blush.

With a slight lift of the corner of her mouth, she said with a faint smile, "Thank you Brother Zhang for your pointer."

Zhang Kui was stunned, not knowing what he was pointing at.

"Hey, don't linger, the instructor will come back later, hurry up if you want to test." The person next to him held the wind and couldn't help urging.

Song Ye also didn't want to be seen by the instructor, so the two sides quickly opened up and used pistols to decide the outcome.

Bang bang bang... The veteran's shooting speed is very fast. Compared with Bai Zhibin who was in the club back then, his movements are more than a little bit different, but from his posture and eyes, Song Ye can tell that the opponent's strength is not bad.

But just now Song Ye was standing on the side to observe, and she knew exactly how many heads the other party had.

With a slight delay of half a beat, Song Ye followed suit. The rhythm of the continuous gunshots was not fast, and his posture was somewhat unadjusted. He looked completely amateur.

Almost no need to look at the results, everyone can guess.

After the ten shots were fired, the two clicked the button to pull the bullseye forward to check the results.

The old good man's full play counts as the 90th ring, which is considered an upper-middle level, and there are many people in the team who can get this result.

"Haha, I made a mistake this time, please forgive me." Before everyone spoke, the good man went down a step by himself. He ranks second in overall level, but he is not really qualified when it comes to playing guns. However, his public relations are in place on weekdays, which creates the illusion of outstanding achievements.

But even if he admits his mistakes, no one thinks he will lose.

Sure enough, a few veterans spoke out to comfort him, "It's not your fault, it's been two rounds, and it is inevitable that you will lose your nod. This result is enough to crush the newcomer."

It is the inferiority of human beings to meet the high and step on the low, and the good people will take advantage of this.

With everyone's words, it was as if Song Ye had been completely defeated, and the result could be ignored.

But when they stretched their necks out of curiosity, they counted it carefully, but their jaws almost dropped.

Ninety-one rings.

They rubbed their eyes several times and re-verified it several times, almost to see through the target in front of Song Ye, and in the end, they all turned into a ghostly expression.

For a new recruit, the first time he touched a gun, he scored a score of 91 in ten shots. This is too incredible.

But to say that she has practiced, the scene of missing the bullet just now flashed before everyone's eyes, and her posture and technique did not look like an old hand at all.

Could it be... is this another talent?

Song Ye rubbed his wrist, as if he couldn't stand the recoil of the pistol, he turned his head and said to Zhang Kui, "Thank you Brother Zhang for your guidance."

ah? Zhang Kui, who was also immersed in shock, was taken aback for a moment, his mouth opened wide, and he didn't understand what Song Ye meant.

But the old man was choked, and his face finally became unbearable. He changed several colors in turn, and finally turned red.

Song Ye said thanks to Zhang Kui, but he was indirectly stating that he was not as good as the newcomer Zhang Kui mentioned.

It's not ashamed for a recruit to lose, but he, who claimed to be the second place on par with Zhang Kui, lost to a new recruit, and his face was really beaten.

Outside, the three wild wolves turned around and laughed until their stomachs cramped. This Song Ye's fancy hanging was really fucking damaging.