Sun Yong's "hello" sound was stuck in his throat.
The whole place was silent.
In everyone's mind, only the target reporter's last words kept echoing: Pistols and rifles, all on target!
This result was something they couldn't even imagine if they broke the bicycle chain!
In such an environment and such a shooting speed, they can all hit the target!
Is this justified?
If this is the case, Sun Yong has already lost so much that he has lost all his underpants before he even started shooting!
After reacting, the minister obviously couldn't believe it.
He quickly picked up the phone and asked: "Target trench, target trench! Please report again! Was it an error?"
From the other side of the target trench, a voice came again: "Report! There is no error! We have counted three times, and indeed all the bullets have hit the target!"
At this time, everyone was not calm anymore.
"Turn on the lights!"
"Target trench! Bring up those two targets!"
"Sun Yong, unload the bullet and put the gun down!"
The minister issued three orders in succession.
As the headlights were turned on, inside the target trench, the target reporter also ran up quickly holding two targets.
Sun Yong also stood up tremblingly.
He was afraid it was true.
If all of this guy's bullets hit the target, not only would I have to wash his stinky clothes and socks for half a month, but I would even become the laughing stock of the club!
Damn it, the night gun master of Tangtang Club, he lost before he even fired a shot.
If you tell me this, where can you meet people? !
The minister took the target, and everyone gathered around and looked at it carefully.
It was discovered that not only did all forty bullets hit the target, but the bullet holes were also very dense.
In other words, even if Jiang Fan shoots so fast, the ballistic trajectory barely deviates!
Playing very steadily!
"This is real?!"
"There were really forty bullets, all of them hit the target!"
"This is impossible! It's only around eight o'clock, and I'm already dreaming!"
Snapped!
A crisp slap sounded.
One team member suddenly shouted angrily: "Why did you hit me?"
"Let me see if I'm dreaming."
"Then you won't hit yourself?"
"I'm stupid! Doesn't it hurt if I hit myself?"
"...I'll kill you!"
Everyone looked at Jiang Fan with wide eyes.
Jiang Fan looked at them with a smile, his expression very calm.
"In this case...do I pass the night shooting training?"
When everyone heard this, they burst out on the spot!
After all, we have achieved such incredible results, and you still ask us if we have passed the test?
Do you really think our club is a fairy club?
Could you please take your humility and die?
Stop attacking us mortals, okay?
"Passed...passed..."
The minister suppressed the urge to hit someone and said these words forcefully.
"No! Jiang Fan, how did you manage to hit so accurately in such an environment and at such a speed? Are your eyes equipped with aiming infrared rays or something?"
Vice Minister Ren Wanting couldn't help but ask.
Jiang Fan spread his hands and said, "I don't understand either. Anyway, I just follow my shooting habits during the day."
"There was a light spot on the target, so I aimed directly at the light spot, kept pulling the trigger, and it hit."
Ren Wanting: "..."
Everyone: "..."
"You're awesome!"
"That's right, there's really nothing wrong with it!"
"It only shows that we people are too useless!"
Everyone gave Jiang Fan a thumbs up.
I originally thought that through this competition, I could give Jiang Fan a blow and regain some face as veterans.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Fan's strength once again proved that these veterans were just a bunch of trash in front of Jiang Fan!
At this time, Zhao Ying couldn't help but joked: "Where's our classmate Sun? Didn't you say that Jiang Fan was given half a minute and ten bullets to count?"
"Why aren't you talking now? Hahaha..."
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help laughing.
"Where's Sun Yong?"
Everyone quickly turned around to look for Sun Yong's shadow.
Finally, it was discovered that Sun Yong was sitting on the ground a few meters away, holding a cigarette in his mouth, looking at the stars in the sky at a 45-degree angle, and slowly exhaling smoke.
That lonely expression makes people cry.
"Minister, I'll apply for discharge when I get back. I'd better go home and farm. I don't have the qualifications or the shame to serve as a soldier here."
"I do not deserve!"
When everyone heard this, they laughed again.
"You kid just made such a fuss! No one wants to challenge you, but you have to challenge this pervert Jiang Fan!"
At this time, Jiang Fan also spoke, "Veteran, you can retire from the army, but if you lose to me, you have to wash my clothes and socks for half a month first!"
Sun Yong jumped up and rushed toward Jiang Fan with his teeth and claws bared: "Jiang Fan, I'm going to kill you!"
(End of chapter)
