The Ostrich, the health worker, and others who were watching from the side were so frightened that their hearts beat wildly just by thinking about it.
As the parties involved, Zhuang Yan and Geng Jihui had already reacted when Jackie Chan asked Geng Jihui to lift the balloon above his head.
Understand what trust shooting is.
That is to shoot each other with real guns and live ammunition, and the target is only as big as a fist.
It is equivalent to popping a balloon, and the bullet will fly about three centimeters above the head. This can be described as close to the scalp.
Life and death.
Just this short three centimeters.
Zhuang Yan, who was assigned to shoot, started to sweat at the thought that if he failed to shoot, Geng Jihui would be killed.
He felt a huge pressure like Mount Tai pressing down on his Tianling Gai, making him unable to breathe for a while.
As for Geng Jihui, who was assigned to lift the balloon, his life was in Zhuang Yan's hands. He was under greater pressure than Zhuang Yan.
If Zhuang Yan's pressure is Mount Tai, Geng Jihui's pressure must be the Himalayas.
Yes, that's right.
Geng Jihui has the most stable mentality and performs best in the death shooting training. If he can get a perfect score, he is the only one who can get a perfect score.
But having the spirit of dedication to regard death as home is only on the premise that death is meaningful.
He wasn't accidentally killed by his teammates.
Geng Jihui absolutely cannot accept this kind of humiliating death at his grandma's house.
"No, instructor, I don't agree with the training."
Geng Jihui is also a person who dares to think and act. He felt that this training was unscientific, so he decisively put down the balloon and decided not to participate in this training.
"Is this the son of a martyr? With the appearance and background of a tiger? But only the heart of a mouse?"
Jackie Chan asked three questions in a row with contempt, and then said coldly with a straight face: "It's okay not to participate in training. You can go back, pack your things and get out."
Jackie Chan's three consecutive questions were explosive, and each one made Geng Jihui furious.
In the end, he would be expelled from the Wolf Fang Brigade if he did not participate. This was something Geng Jihui couldn't accept. A wave of serial bombs knocked him out.
Standing there in a daze!
The reason why he persists is to follow in his father's footsteps.
He had just found his father's first footprints now, how could he give up just like that.
Gray Wolf knew Geng Jihui's father and had fought together. He didn't want the situation to get too tense and was thinking of coming over to make peace with him.
Unexpectedly, Jackie Chan had already planned it.
Before the gray wolf even started to take steps forward, Jackie Chan had already started to take the next step.
Seeing that Geng Jihui had been calmed down, Jackie Chan threw him down the stairs and said, "I'll give you two choices. Either lift the balloon again, or give up. Give up training and give up your identity as a wolf fang."
It is very possible to be fired for disobeying orders. The most taboo thing among soldiers is disobeying orders.
The whole atmosphere suddenly became tense.
"Hurry up and lift the balloon."
Ostrich, Qiang Xiaowei and others looked on. The emperor was not in a hurry to kill the eunuchs. All of them were gnashing their teeth, eager to help Geng Jihui make the decision.
The matter has not yet fallen on you, as a bystander you know best.
You'd be a real fool to leave in such a rage.
Geng Jihui didn't dare to bet that Jackie Chan was a false threat, and he couldn't be fired here.
So even though his face was livid with anger, he still endured it and chose to lift the balloon.
“Believing in teammates is the soul of the team, and this is the original intention of trust shooting.
If you don't even believe in Zhuang Yan's marksmanship and think he won't be able to withstand the pressure and hit you, then if you are surrounded by enemies on the battlefield, will you still trust Zhuang Yan with your back?
Ask yourself, do you have that trust?
I can tell you very clearly that your performance just now represents your heart. You didn't. The moment you put down the balloon, the answer was clear.
Don't you guys treat each other like brothers during training? At this point, I'm afraid, aren't they just superficial brothers? "
Jackie Chan's words about being "brothers" were so insulting that it hit Geng Jihui's lungs and made him feel uncomfortable all over.
He rubbed his neck, turned red, and shouted with bulging veins: "I don't. We have always been comrades in life and death. I am willing to live and die with them without any complaints."
"No matter how many beautiful words you say, it's useless. Use your actual actions to prove it."
Jackie Chan gave Geng Jihui one last look, walked up to Zhuang Yan and said, "Are you ready?"
"No!" Zhuang Yan said.
"Louder, I can't hear you." Jackie Chan shouted with a cold face.
"I didn't!" Zhuang Yan shouted loudly.
He resisted training and still shouted so confidently. Now Jackie Chan was really angry.
He doesn't care whether Zhuang Yan is a son of the plane or not, no matter how talented you are, no matter how rebellious and pretentious you are.
Today, he becomes a dragon and needs to take good care of his problems.
And it needs to be cured in one go!
Let Zhuang Yan turn into a worm whenever he sees Jackie Chan in the future, lie down obediently, and obey orders obediently.
"Very well, give me the gun."
Jackie Chan's sudden words stunned Zhuang Yan, but he did not hand over the gun.
"I said, give me the gun!" Jackie Chan shouted sharply.
Jackie Chan, who was nearly two meters tall in combat boots, let out a condescending roar from his face. His aura was as powerful as the reincarnation of Lu Bu.
Even Zhuang Yan, who claimed to be unafraid of authority, was so frightened that he trembled.
Almost instinctively, he reached out and handed over the gun.
Jackie Chan took the gun from Zhenyan's hand, put the balloon in his hand and said: "Very good, since you don't want to shoot, then you are responsible for holding the balloon, and I will hit you myself."
After saying that, Jackie Chan took five big steps back, pointed the gun at Zhuang Yan and said: "I only give you three seconds to raise the balloon above your head, otherwise I will hit the balloon wherever it is. If you are killed, it will be treated as a training accident." .”
"three two……"
"No, no, no, I'll lift, I'll lift."
Jackie Chan had just counted two numbers, and Zhuang Yan quickly begged for mercy and raised the balloon to his head.
Zhuang Yan didn't dare to bet with a madman!
"Pa~"
Jackie Chan raised his hand and shot.
The shooting process was so fast that neither Zhuang Yan nor the onlookers could react. The balloon in his hand was exploded by the bullet.
"ah???"
"this……"
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Jackie Chan fired so quickly and took less than a second to aim. Is he really not afraid of killing someone? Or are you absolutely confident in your marksmanship?
The onlookers couldn’t understand it at all!
However, this is just the beginning, and Jackie Chan will be really crazy next.
"A balloon can't blow up in 8 seconds. If I open an eye in you, you can believe that I won't shoot you to death, but I can make you lie down for a month."
In order to completely calm Zhuang Yan, even if it made him afraid, Jackie Chan grabbed a handful of balloons and stuffed them into his hands, turned around and walked five meters away, waved to the armorer and shouted: "Bring me a pack of bullets. .”
When the armorer brought the bullets over, Jackie Chan loaded twenty rounds into the magazine in one breath.
Jackie Chan was focusing on loading bullets into the magazine. Zhuang Yan saw that the situation was not good. Jackie Chan didn't look like he was joking, he was really scared.
He has a temper, but he doesn't want to die.
Zhuang Yan did have a bad temper, but once Jackie Chan got angry, his temper was even hotter than his own. In addition, he couldn't beat the opponent, so Zhuang Yan had no chance at all.
In order not to be really opened up by Jackie Chan, Zhuang Yan could only hurriedly blow.
When he blew up five balloons, Jackie Chan had already loaded the bullets. Regardless of whether Zhuang Yan had finished blowing them, he loaded the gun and shouted: "Three seconds countdown, ready~"
"I'm going to do it, for real."
When Ostrich saw Jackie Chan's actions, his eyes widened in surprise.
"When did thugs come here to fake it?" the hygienist complained.
"It's over, it's over. I'm afraid Zhuang Yan is going to suffer." Qiang Xiaowei shook his head worriedly.
The onlookers were trembling with fear, and the person involved, Zhuang Yan, was so anxious that he didn't even bother to split it up, so he directly raised his right hand.
Of the five balloons that were blown up just now, four were held between the fingers of my right hand, and one was pinched between the thumb and index finger.
"Snap, snap, snap!"
As soon as Zhuang Yan raised his hand, Jackie Chan raised his hand, paused briefly and fired five shots.
The interval between each shot was less than half a second.
The five balloons exploded in response, without injuring Zhuang Yan at all.
"so beautiful."
"This shooting skill is incredible."
"Let me go, is this a continuous shot?"
Ostrich and the others had never seen such awesome marksmanship before. The accuracy and speed overwhelmed them, especially Jackie Chan's shooting mentality. They were simply amazed and couldn't help but cheer and applaud.
However, Zhuang Yan's nightmare is not over yet, these five bullets are just the beginning.
"Eight, seven, six..."
Jackie Chan started counting down after finishing the fight, staring at the remaining balloons in Zhuang Yan's hand.
Zhuang Yan immediately understood what Jackie Chan meant and was so busy blowing up the remaining balloons that he didn't even bother to tie them up. There was not enough time left.
It can only be lifted by pinching it with your index finger and thumb.
"Pa~"
The gun went off!
Almost as soon as Zhuang Yan raised his hand, in less than half a second, Jackie Chan had already fired, and he fired as soon as he raised his hand.
It looked like there was no aim and he was shooting based on feeling.
"Don't you even need to aim? This is too outrageous."
The whole place was in an uproar!
Not only the wolf cubs who were watching, but also the veterans of Lone Wolf Group A.
None of them had ever seen this kind of shooting.
Or to put it another way, it was their first time to hit a target on someone's head and dare to shoot so quickly, so it was an eye-opener.
There was a slight pause in the first five shots, at least I could barely explain it by tracing quickly.
But this shot.
Not even a brief pause.
Everyone was sure that Jackie Chan dared to play like this, either because his marksmanship was superb and he had absolute confidence, or he was just playing around and was not afraid of beating Zhuang Yan to death.
However, Jackie Chan's next few shots gave everyone the final conclusion.
"Snap, snap, snap, snap, snap, snap."
Zhuang Yan hurriedly blew up six balloons, and Jackie Chan hit six in a row.
Every shot is the same, without sights.
Everyone saw this wonderful marksmanship and realized that Jackie Chan had real abilities. His marksmanship was so superb that it could not be judged by common sense.
At this point, he was completely conquered by Jackie Chan's marksmanship, and he was convinced of Jackie Chan, a special training instructor.
Ostrich shouted repeatedly: "Gun God, Gun God, this is the real fucking gun god. Any sharpshooter is nothing in front of the instructor."
As a target, Zhuang Yan felt even deeper.
And the feeling is just one.
So scared!
Not only did he blow up the balloon until he was dizzy due to lack of oxygen, but he was also frightened by Jackie Chan's shots one after another and his legs were weak, but he did not dare to weaken his legs in order to save his life.
I could only hold on and blow up all the balloons, causing my clothes to be soaked with cold sweat from fear.
(End of chapter)
