Getting Worse?
A gunshot rang out, and a bullet shot out from the muzzle of the Type 95 automatic rifle. A cloud of white smoke rose.
This time, the bullet didn't land on the 10th ring in the center, but on the 9th ring.
Hearing Lin Ying's second shot, Master Kang picked up the binoculars again.
"Nine rings?"
This time, although the results of the ninth ring were not bad, Master Kang was a little disappointed.
Or rather, he had too high of an expectation for Lin Ying, which was why he was not satisfied when Lin Ying got nine rings.
However, who could be like He Chenguang, who had ten rings in every shot?
"You see, I told you that a good first shot doesn't mean anything.”
Fan Tianlei wasn't disappointed by Lin Ying's attack. Instead, it was within his expectations.
Although Lin Ying was talented in shooting, he was still not as good as He Chenguang, who had been studying for ten years.
"Regiment commander, I think you might have too high of an expectation for Lin Ying. You should know that this is his first time learning how to shoot. His first shot was ten rings, and his second shot was nine rings.”
Gong Jian sighed. He was more calm. After all, this was Lin Ying's first time shooting. If he was good, it could only be said that he was talented. If he was bad, he wouldn't say anything.
"Yeah, he's a newcomer after all. We can't expect too much.”The black squad leader echoed.
An Ran's beautiful face still had a natural smile on it. No one knew what she was thinking.
When He Chenguang heard that Lin Ying's second shot had hit the ninth ring, he could not help but secretly heave a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had been too worried.
Lin Ying had never learned how to shoot, so it was impossible for him to score better than him.
He could only blame Lin Ying for leaving a huge shadow in his heart over the past two months. That was why he was so nervous when he heard that Lin Ying's first shot was ten rings.
This result was just as Wang Yanbing had expected. The first shot was ten points, but it didn't mean that the rest of his shots would be ten points. He had been through this before.
Even if he lost to He Chenguang, at least from the current point of view, his marksmanship was still very likely to be better than Lin Ying's. Thinking of this, Wang Yanbing finally felt a little better.
He also wanted to get rid of the title of the third in ten thousand years. It seemed that he could only do so in the area of spear techniques.
In other words, he had always been suppressed by Lin Ying and He Chenguang.
"Still not good. The second spear has nine rings. It seems that He Chenguang is indeed the best in spear arts.”
"He Chenguang has been suppressed by Comrade Lin for two months. He can finally hold his head high.”
"Yeah, it's not easy for He Chenguang.”
"I told you that He Chenguang's marksmanship was good. Who told me to prepare the Spicy Strips? Come out!"
"Haha, why didn't you say anything when you were bragging about Comrade Lin just now?”
“......”
"Maybe I had too high of an expectation for him.”
"Let's see how he does next." Master Kang sighed.”
Since things had come to this, Master Kang didn't say anything else. Although the second shot wasn't a ten-ring shot, the nine-ring shot wasn't bad either. He had a rough idea in his heart after seeing how he played later.
At this moment, Lin Ying, who was involved, did not pay so much attention. His mind and body were all focused on the target.
Lin Ying adjusted the muzzle slightly again and stared at the target with his dark eyes.
Suddenly!
Another shot rang out, and the bullet accurately hit the target.
However, this shot was an eight-ringed shot.
Hearing the gunshot, Master Kang couldn't wait to take a look through the binoculars again.
It didn't matter if he didn't look, but he was so angry that he wanted to smash the binoculars.
"What happened? This time, it was an eight-ring again. The more he played, the worse it got!”
Master Kang was dumbfounded. Other people were getting better and better, so why did it get worse and worse when it came to you?
"Haha, Old Kang, I told you not to expect too much from someone who has never learned how to shoot. Otherwise, the higher your expectations, the greater the disappointment!”
Fan Tianlei laughed heartily and teased.
Hearing this, Gong Jian and the black squad leader looked at each other and shook their heads. Based on this trend, Lin Ying's shooting results might not even be as good as Wang Yanbing's.
Was he really not made for shooting?
An Ran's willowy eyebrows also furrowed. The fight was still going well just now. Why was it getting worse?
That shouldn't be the case.
As for why, An Ran couldn't figure it out for the time being.
Thud!
Just as Master Kang was feeling depressed, Lin Ying fired two more shots. Master Kang, who had his last bit of hope, looked over again. His last bit of hope turned into disappointment.
Because Lin Ying's two shots were seven and six rings respectively!
Was this the legendary plummeting score?
"What the hell is this? Seven rings, six rings! Was he going to miss the next shot? I've never seen such a ridiculous thing. I'm so angry. I'm not watching anymore!”
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