The Strongest Soldier in the City

Xia Zhengyang wisely ignored his precious granddaughter. He glanced at the non-commissioned officers, nodded with satisfaction, and then said to Chen*: "Since you are so confident, then how can you compare? Whatever you compare is up to you. I’ll make the decision, is that okay?”

Chen* was obviously used to Xia Zhengyang's shamelessness. He rolled his eyes and didn't bother to think about anything. He just nodded in agreement. The smile on Xia Zhengyang's face became even wider. He pointed to the shooting range not far away and said: "Then let's have a threesome." It’s a best-of-two game, and the first game is target shooting!”

"Haha, it looks like there is a sharpshooter here!" Chen* said with a smile.

A noncommissioned officer raised his voice and said: "Report, I'm sorry, I'm so ashamed! I am currently the holder of the military region's target shooting record! Shooting with a rifle from two hundred meters away, ten guns have 98 rings! The average shot is 9.8 rings per shot !”

Hearing this, Chen * glanced at him, nodded slightly, and said: "It takes two brushes to achieve such a near-perfect result when shooting with a rifle two hundred meters away!"

He strolled up to the sniper god, looked him up and down, punched him in the chest, and cursed with a smile: "The target shooting record is actually held by someone else. Isn't it embarrassing? Don't say you are my leader from now on." I can’t afford to lose that soldier!”

The sniper god rubbed his chest and said with a wry smile: "Instructor, that is a rifle, and it is not my area of ​​expertise. I am the record holder for 500-meter sniper mobile target shooting in the military region!"

Chen* chuckled lightly, ignored the sniper god, glanced at him again, and said: "A bunch of rookies, let me tell you today what is the difference between veterans and rookies!"

A group of people came to the shooting range. Chen * weighed some assault rifles, including light rifles with long range and high lethality. He said to Xia Zhengyang: "Old man, since it is a competition, let's have something worthy of comparison. Just You can’t see anything by shooting at a range of 200 meters, so why not shoot with a light rifle at a range of 500 meters!”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar. What? Shooting with a light rifle five hundred meters away? Damn it, from such a long distance, it’s hard to even see the gun target, okay, how can you still shoot?

Everyone looked at Chen* with stern eyes, classifying Chen* as one who brags about not drafting. I have never seen anyone who shoots like that! If you are using a sniper rifle five hundred meters away, who is using a light rifle?

Xia Zhengyang also sneered: "Boy, don't brag to the sky!"

Chen* shrugged: "Are you bragging? We'll find out later? How about it? Do you dare? Anyone can shoot a two-hundred-meter target. I can shoot ten rings with a gun in one hand. It's so boring." !”

Chen* is not pretending, his idea is very simple. Since Xia Zhengyang wants him to kill these elite soldiers with their strength, then he will follow Xia Zhengyang's wishes and be more ruthless with his men!

Shooting with a light rifle at 500 meters really silenced everyone. Regardless of whether Chen* was bragging or not, few of them had ever shot it!

"Humph, I think you're afraid of 200-meter shooting, right? If you have the ability, challenge me at 200 meters! I'll see how you can shoot ten rings with a gun in one hand!" The record holder of the 200-meter shooting range snorted coldly. said.

Chen* looked at him with a hint of playfulness on his face: "Are you scared? Do you really want to compete with me by two hundred meters?"

"I'm afraid you don't dare! The record of ninety-eight rings was set by me last year. Now I am confident that I can do better!" said the young man.

Chen* nodded and looked at Xia Zhengyang: "What do you say? Let's compete. Is this the first round?"

Xia Zhengyang had no doubts about Chen*'s military skills, but he didn't know if he had regressed after more than a year of neglect. He pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "Compared! But you said it yourself, holding a gun with one hand !”

This sentence not only knocked Chen Lei down, but everyone else was also stunned, looking at the three-star general in confusion. When did this old man who kept his word become so shameless?

How to shoot a light rifle with one hand? Can you hold the gun steady? Forget about target practice!

What's even more shocking is that Chen* nodded happily: "Okay! What I said must count! I won't win against an old man like you anyway!"

The target practice started, and the young sergeant came first. He was ready, looked at Chen * contemptuously, and with a confident look on his face, he said harshly: "You will definitely lose!"

"Thud, tug, tug!" He held a light rifle in his hand, lay on the ground, and pulled the trigger. The entire shooting movement was smooth and smooth, and he even maintained a good breathing rate. He was indeed an expert!

After ten shots, report the target! Nine ten rings, one nine rings! Ninety-nine rings in total!

This result can’t help but make people gasp, breaking the record again!

Xia Zhengyang laughed happily and heartily. The others also looked excited and ran over to hug the young sergeant to celebrate!

In their view, this result is a sure win! Not to mention that Chen* still has to hold the gun with one hand. Even if he holds the gun with both hands and shoots calmly and with full concentration, it is impossible to surpass this result!

Only the sniper god still maintained a solemn expression, because he knew very well that when facing Chen*, don't be happy too early until the final decision is made. This is a man who is good at creating miracles!

"Xiao Liuzi, why don't you just admit defeat! Ninety-nine rings, there is no comparison! Otherwise, if you get a less than ideal result and lose in terms of strength, it will be too embarrassing to spread the news!"

Xia Zhengyang said proudly, even he thought that this result was too difficult to surpass. Even if Chen*, who was holding a gun in one hand, performed perfectly, he would never be able to hit the crowd, right?

"How will you know if you don't try?" Chen * Feng Qingyun smiled lightly. Xia Donghu's expression was solemn. He dragged Dabai to behind Chen *, tugged on his clothes, and said seriously: "Chen*, they bully people, we won't compete!"

Chen* turned around, looked at Xia Donghu, who was as tall as his own waist, and smiled: "Are you saying I'm bullying them, or are they bullying me?"

Xia Donghu gave Chen* a big roll of his eyes and said: "Chen*, you are hopeless! Those who show off without a lower limit will be struck by lightning!"

Chen* chuckled lightly, picked up a light rifle at random, held it with one hand, and said lightly: "Take aim!" At this moment, Chen*jing became calm and focused.

But everyone around him didn't care about this, because no one thought that Chen* could win. If you were shooting with a gun in one hand and didn't miss the target, it would be good. But you still want to surpass the ninety-nine rings? Absolutely impossible!

The author Da Hong Da Zi said: There are still two chapters to be updated before ten o'clock in the evening! Please give me flowers! ! ! ! ! !