Shooting?
Fanghua was really not confident.
Although he was a shooting coach in his previous life, he was not sure how a Level 4 shooter would compare to a real elite in the military.
It was just like how Zhang Wuji couldn't help but feel anxious after cultivating the Nine Yang Divine Skill before he fought with an expert.
On the other hand, Jane was full of confidence in Fanghua. She had seen Fanghua kill nearly ten gunmen alone. Such a record was just like 007 in the movie.
"Alright then! But I'm injured!"
Fanghua said.
"One month! How about a month later?"
Ma Ke made up his mind not to let Fanghua leave.
"You have the final say in your territory!"
For a full 30 days, Fanghua was locked in the room like a prisoner. Even if she went to the toilet, there were soldiers following her. Fortunately, the wound had basically healed.
"His name is Sha Long, and he is barely in the upper middle of the platoon. I will not bully you myself!”
Ma Ke's shameless look made He Lu cover her eyes. Sha Long was the best archer here, much better than Ma Ke. However, she did not remind Fanghua. To be able to let this guy learn a lesson, was there anything happier than this?
No more!
"Sha Long! They're from Israel!"
Sharon was tall and did not mention his position. Instead, he introduced his nationality. One could see the pride in his heart.
"Israel? I don't know why, but I have a soft spot for the buttocks of an Israel girl!”
There was no other meaning. Fanghua just had a cheap mouth.
However, the effect was obvious. This guy called Sha Long was enraged.
"I will use my gun to blow up your butt!”
"Kill him!"
"Beautifully said!"
His words drew praise from his teammates.
"You are the most arrogant foreigner I have ever seen. Do you dare to bet with me? If you lose, you will give me your girlfriend's number. I will let her know that other than war, there are also men who are 20 centimeters long in Africa!”
"Alright! Bastard! You've angered me! If you lose! I want you to run around the camp naked! Let us see the world!"
Sha Long stared at Fanghua with red eyes. If it weren't for the strict military rules that prevented him from taking the lead against the locals, he really wanted to pinch this kid to death.
"Hurry up and start! The weather was good. How about shooting a fifty-meter target with a standing rifle?”
Ma Ke said with a sinister smile.
A fifty-meter target? Wouldn't this Asian kid have a huge advantage? Sha Long was somewhat dissatisfied. He desired absolute suppression.
"Guys, I haven't finished yet. This is the test of extreme shooting. You must fire forty bullets within ten seconds. The one with the highest accuracy wins!”
Within ten seconds? A hint of playfulness appeared in Sharon's eyes. Mark was indeed not that kind. If it was an ordinary soldier, it was unknown whether he could hold the gun. Even if he was very confident in his shooting, his target rate was only about 50%.
Extreme shooting was the assessment method that was closest to actual combat. Those with a hit rate of more than 60 were basically at the top of the food chain in the army.
Even in the most popular PUBG game, a 50-meter shot was something worth bragging about. Of course, Douyu Streamer was an exception, as there was a god of metaphysics with a 15x scope.
"This bastard wants to see me make a fool of myself! However, the wound had already healed by more than half!”
Mark's plan was very insidious. Even if Fanghua was a sharpshooter, he was injured. Such intense shooting would also affect his performance.
"Time starts!"
In order to prevent Fanghua from directly hitting the bullet and making the game meaningless, Sharon decided to prioritize shooting.
Da da ~
Ten seconds passed in the blink of an eye.
"60% accuracy! Barely!"
The most accurate number should be 57.5%, but it was forcefully rounded off by Mark.
"Sharpshooter!"
"Sharpshooter!"
"Sharpshooter!"
The cheers of his teammates made Sharon feel very good. He squinted his eyes and enjoyed the moment of the highest light. A 60% hit rate was enough for him to brag about for a lifetime.
He Lu also looked at Sha Long with some surprise and admiration. Although the shooting level of the police was the top in the world, with such results, he would still be a special force instructor in the police.
With this result, this guy, Sha Long, would have a good future after returning to the country! Ma Ke said reluctantly, but in his heart, he was extremely jealous.
"It's your turn, kid! Should I ask my soldiers to stand back? In case you shoot me in the back?"
Ma Ke smiled sinisterly.
"As expected of the elite among the elites!”
Fanghua gave a thumbs up to Sha Long and praised him without sincerity.
After saying that, he raised his gun and emptied the bullets in the rifle in the blink of an eye.
Nine seconds?
Eight seconds?
Or even shorter?
This was basically shooting blindly with a gun!
"Have you given up?"
Ma Ke wasn't interested in testing the target. Was this guy playing with him?
Fanghua was too lazy to pay attention to Ma Ke. She looked at Ma Ke as if she was looking at a fool.
Ma Ke subconsciously used his binoculars to look at the target. He immediately opened his mouth like a toad filled with water.
"Uh... I... Oh right... I haven't recorded your time yet! This time, it won't be counted in your score!"
He gulped and argued.
He Lu took Ma Ke's binoculars and looked at it, then fell silent.
This guy must have been extremely lucky to get such a good result!
"65% accuracy? You bastard! What kind of trick is this!"
After Sha Long saw the results, his first thought was disbelief. He was clearly about to be worshipped by others, but he was still such a lucky guy.
That's right, only luck could explain such a result. He clearly did not care, but he had achieved such a heaven-defying result. It was no less than winning the lottery.
Fanghua smiled disdainfully. It was an unexpected gain after her physique rose to level three.
His strong body allowed him to shoot more steadily.
He casually picked up five magazines from the table and put them in his pocket.
Silently, he walked to another target. He still didn't give Mark a chance to count down and emptied the bullets in his gun.
Then, without waiting for the results, he walked to the next target.
He repeated the process and emptied five magazines before he stopped and asked,""Uh... Did you forget to count the seconds? Do you want me to start shooting again?"
Mark used his binoculars to look at the five targets in the distance. There was some fear in his eyes. Could this guy be an alien? The worst result was actually his first time shooting. He couldn't imagine what it felt like to be stared at by such a guy.
He could turn him into a sieve in ten seconds!
And he was shot into a sieve from fifty meters away.
He Lu opened her mouth and was speechless for a long time. The highest hit rate of 70% made her regret it. If she wanted to break the contract, the national treasure should have been given to the country!
The soldiers all knew about Fanghua's battle record, but they only felt their throats dry and hoarse. If Sharon was a sharpshooter, what should this Asian be called? An alien sharpshooter?
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