Fahman happily put on the special clothes for working as a live target. At this time, the advantages of being tall became apparent.
The activity area is 1,500 meters away.
Qin Xunzhi, who is strong and slender, is more conspicuous than Suok.
The living targets are all specially arranged people, because this promotion system is also a century-old rule of Saudi A.
Therefore, the manpower of live targets is also professionally trained.
They each have their own abilities, which is a big pain in the hearts of the Lord's disciples who have failed to advance over the years.
Countless of the Lord's children died at the second level of the living target, so there was a way for people to use their brains on the people they chose.
But there are policies from above and countermeasures from below.
Countermeasures below have kept up, and policies from above have also been optimized.
In terms of the promotion of real power, there is a professional department in charge of this in Saudi Arabia A, which is strictly non-partisan.
The ultimate goal is to select the best for the heirs to the imperial power and eliminate the inferior ones with insufficient abilities.
In order to achieve that the royal family will always retain the strongest gene pool.
There are six living targets in total.
Except for Sock and Fachman.
The other four people are all professionals from a fair background. They have serious expressions and old-fashioned expressions, but they are all strong and strong.
But when he saw Fahman wearing a professional live target uniform, his mind suddenly became tense.
Not to mention professional live targets.
Even the coach was sweating.
However, the arrow had to be fired. The coach had to announce the start of the second game.
So, he stood up first.
Look around.
"Two players, the second round of the promotion round, live target shooting, is still a three-round points match."
"In this round, the number of bullets in each gun is five. Shooting at a live target 1,500 meters away. If you hit ten rings, you will get ten points, in descending order. There are six live targets in total. There is no distinction between enemy and friendly targets in the melee. As long as Whoever hits the target gets points."
"The promotion points are 30 points, and 50 points is the winner, and you have the conditions to propose rule changes with the coach in the third round!"
After the coach explained the rules thoroughly.
He picked up the gun politely and fired a shot in the air: "Bang!"
The second game begins.
But this time, facing the living targets 1,500 meters away, neither Qin Yin nor Qin Miaoyin acted rashly.
Qin Miaoyin looked sideways, looking at Qin Yin who was still playing with the modified one in his hand, and asked with interest:
"Sister, where did you modify the pistol just now? I saw your explosive power in the first round. You actually changed the bullet range of the pistol to be comparable to that of a long gun. It is simply amazing."
Qin Miaoyin praised.
She was really interested in the pistol in Qin Yin's hand, and she really looked down on the useless gun at first.
But just now, she was really shocked.
In this case, it is reasonable for her to want such a good gun.
Qin Yin glanced at her, raised the pistol with his backhand, pointed the gun at himself, raised his hand towards her, and said nonchalantly: "What, Miss Qin Miaoyin, do you want it?"
"Then do you dare to trade guns with me?"
Qin Yin's words were very offensive.
The extremely dismissive attitude made people want to hit her, but it happened that her strength was just too strong for everyone to see.
Qin Yin's pistol is indeed powerful enough to make Qin Yin so crazy.
Because of the test of Qin Miaoyin's self-esteem, everyone knew that even if Qin Miaoyin coveted her again, she would have to grit her teeth and refuse at this moment.
Qin Miaoyin knew it too.
However, what Qin Yin is holding, what she has already got and what she is about to get, is extremely attractive to her.
With Sok here, she is about to become the powerful princess of Saudi Country A. She just wants Qin Yin to have a modified gun.
She wants it! !
So, Qin Miaoyin took a step forward, with a humble, gentle and flattered expression on her face.
The satisfaction in my heart is almost overflowing.
Qin Yin, this is the first thing I took away from you.
But it will never be the last one.
She took the pistol and smiled softly: "Thank you, sister~"
Qin Yin raised his eyebrows slightly: "You're welcome, it's just a useless gun."
"I have to thank you for being a trash can."
Qin Yin's words were harsh, which made Qin Miaoyin feel more and more like she had found a treasure.
The pride in my heart is even greater! !
