Cold Front He Chenguang's Performance
Jiang Bin was completely focused and could not be bothered with the ridicule behind him. After the first shot hit the target, he began to slowly adjust the muzzle to correct the trajectory.
"Bang bang bang…!"
As Jiang Bin continued to pull the trigger, the bullet holes on the target almost formed a straight line, slowly moving from the third ring to the ninth ring.
"Bang!" The last shot hit the bullseye, and the 30-round magazine was just finished.
Jiang Bin heaved a sigh of relief and smiled.
Because he had completely grasped the trajectory of the Assault Step, the 400-meter distance was no longer difficult for him.
Jiang Bin's side was full of confidence, but Hell King's face was full of disdain. He fired an entire magazine before finally hitting the bullseye.
He believed that anyone from the rookie team could play better than Jiang Bin.
"Noob No. 1! Are you done trying?"
" Reporting to the instructor, it's done!"
Hell King turned his head to Leng Feng and said disdainfully,""Do you want to test your guns too?"
" Reporting to the instructor, there's no need to try!" The two of them shouted in unison.
They knew what level they were at. They didn't even need to try to know what kind of results they would get.
The two of them were very confident in their accuracy. The only thing they were thinking about now was how to shoot out ten magazines in the shortest time possible.
Seeing that the two of them did not play any more tricks, King Yama officially began to give the order.
" Stand up and get ready to shoot…"
Leng Feng and He Chenguang immediately spread their legs apart and placed their guns on their shoulders. At the same time, they opened the safety and pulled the bolt in one go.
Compared to the two of them, Jiang Bin looked like a complete layman.
Putting aside the fact that his standing posture was not standard, Cold Feng and the other two were already prepared. Jiang Bin did not even raise his gun.
When King Yama saw Jiang Bin's dawdling behavior, he really wanted to go over and kick him.
He simply couldn't be bothered to wait for Jiang Bin to prepare. He picked up the stopwatch and continued shouting,
"Listen to my command. Countdown 3…2…1 begins!”
"Bang bang bang…!" Two consecutive shots sounded almost simultaneously from Leng Feng and He Chenguang's spears.
It was obvious that the two of them had ignored the single shot option on the first gear and had chosen the second gear on the safety. Moreover, they had both chosen to use a short three-shot strategy at the same time.
The two of them knew very well that it was unrealistic to finish firing a single shot within the specified time. If it was a continuous shot, they could not expect it to be accurate.
Shooting three bullets at once at a distance of four hundred meters was already the limit of their accuracy.
Fortunately, Hell King only required them to get to the ninth ring. If they had to get to the tenth ring, then there would be no need for them to fight at all. They could just accept the punishment.
"Bang bang bang…!"
The two of them pulled the trigger rhythmically. The frequency of firing was surprisingly constant. If one did not listen carefully, it would be as if one person was holding a fire.
On the field, Cold Blade and his opponent were having a good time fighting each other. Each of them had already fired nine bullets, but Jiang Bin, who was standing in the middle, had yet to move. Not to mention fighting, his gun had not even been placed on his shoulder.
The most infuriating thing was that after he was prepared, he simply pointed his gun down and watched the two people beside him perform calmly.
"Master, what are you dawdling for? Hurry up and fight!" Ye Cunxin, who was in the team, was so anxious that he even called out his master.
"Master, you can't lose the array even if you lose money.”Shen Lanni couldn't care less and shouted to cheer Jiang Bin on.
At this time, no one paid attention to the way Ye Cunxin and the others addressed Jiang Bin. They were all stunned by the data on the target reporting device.
On the target reporting device, Leng Feng and He Chenguang's target positions were 10, 9, 9, and 10, 9, and 9 respectively. The three numbers formed a group and flashed once every 2.5 seconds.
At this moment, other than shock in the minds of all the rookies, they were convinced that if they continued to fight like this, the two of them would definitely be able to complete this challenge.
Not only did the rookies think so, but many instructors were also amazed by their marksmanship.
Only Hell King was expressionless. He often played this kind of fighting style, and no one knew the difficulty better than him.
This was just the beginning, and both of them were full of energy. However, it would not be easy to maintain this rhythm until the tenth magazine was finished.
Usually, he would only be able to last three hundred bullets when he was in good condition.
Although his marksmanship was not the best in Wolf Fang, his position in the top five was very stable. He did not think that these two rookies could pass the test easily.
As for the current Jiang Bin, he had long forgotten about him.
Only the rookie Team A was still paying attention to Jiang Bin. After Ye Cunxin and Shen Lanni, Deng Zhenhua couldn't help but speak up.
"Boss, don't just stand there! He might as well just grab the trigger and not let go. If his accuracy was not good enough, he would use his speed to make up for it!”
After Deng Zhenhua finished speaking, Jiang Bin turned around and chuckled."What are you panicking for? I was afraid that they would lose too badly, so I gave them five magazines.”
After Jiang Bin finished speaking, everyone scoffed. The rookie Team A couldn't help but turn their heads to the side, as if they were ashamed to have such a captain.
"Bang bang bang…!"
The gunshots on the field continued, and Jiang Bin continued to watch him. No matter what his teammates said, he just didn't raise his gun.
Judging from his posture, it seemed that he would have to wait until the two of them finished firing three magazines before starting.
Twenty-five seconds later, Cold Front and He Chenguang finished the first clip and quickly reloaded the second.
During this time, the time it took for both of them to reload was about three seconds, but this time, He Chenguang was about half a second behind.
After all, he had not undergone intensive training to change magazines, so he was naturally not as good as Leng Feng, a real special forces soldier.
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