"Hey, you brat."
Tang Hongsheng smiled at Xiao Yun and said,""If you praise yourself, just praise yourself directly. Why are you doing such a fancy thing?”
"Isn't this supposed to be reserved?" Xiao Yun teased.
Looking at the interaction between the two, Tang Xinyi sighed, but she couldn't help but laugh.
After chatting with Xiao Yun, Tang Hongsheng was much happier than before.
This was also one of the reasons why her attitude towards Xiao Yun had changed.
"It's starting."
Hearing the referee announce the start of the match, everyone's gaze shifted to the arena.
The first to go up was Ye Cunxin. He was holding an 85-caliber sniper rifle and had chosen a 1200-meter target.
The effective range of an 85 sniper rifle was 1000 meters. Beyond this distance, the bullets would start to drift.
Therefore, Ye Cunxin chose this target as a challenge, but it was not challenging enough.
This was because the second player, Hell King, had chosen the 1500-meter target.
Bang!
Gunshots rang out.
Three seconds later, the flagpole broke and the attack hit the target.
"Good job, King of Hell!"
"This round is guaranteed, right?"
"1500 meters, that's about it.”
Seeing this result, everyone from Thunderbolt was relieved. They looked at Red Blood Cell at the same time.
Under their watchful gazes, Wang Yanbing gripped the old gun in her hand and walked forward solemnly.
"Another old gun?"
Staring at the gun in Wang Yanbing's hand, Thunderous Battle and the others frowned.
But this time, they didn't underestimate Wang Yanbing because of this.
He Chenguang was an example.
"Did they modify the guns in their hands?”The old fox guessed.
" No," Thunderous Battle shook his head and said," We can only ask about the specifics after the competition is over."”
"I just don't know if they're willing to say it.”Harley smiled bitterly.
At the same time, in the center of the arena.
"How many do you want?" The referee asked as usual.
Looking into the distance, Wang Yanbing said,“1700。”
Hearing this number, the referee looked up at Wang Yanbing in surprise.
Thunderous Battle and the others looked at Wang Yanbing with burning eyes.
1700？
This kid must be crazy.
"Are you sure you want 1700?" the referee asked uncertainly.
"I'm sure." Wang Yanbing nodded.
"Alright, 1700." Shaking his head helplessly, the referee walked to the side and muttered,""Are the soldiers nowadays all so arrogant?”
"Phew…"
Hearing the referee's words, Wang Yanbing took a deep breath and lay down.
These words did not affect him.
Using 85 snipers to beat 1700 was not only to beat Thunderbolt, but also to challenge himself.
"What is Yan Bing doing? Why didn't you call 1600?" Song Kaifei frowned in confusion.
Although there was only a difference of 100 meters, 1600 was much easier than 1700.
As long as they hit 1600, they would win.
"He has his own ideas." He Chenguang chuckled.
Glancing at He Chenguang, Xu Tianlong sighed.""These are still old guns.”
"It's not certain whether it's a fool's play or not…"
As He Chenguang spoke, he glanced at Xiao Yun in the viewing area.
At this moment, Xiao Yun's gaze was focused on Wang Yanbing. Her gaze was calm.
1700 meters. He Chenguang knew very well that the possibility of Wang Yanbing hitting him was almost zero. At this distance, the bullets would have flown off to nowhere.
However, he did not stop her.
He was eager to know if his previous results were related to guns.
If that was the case, it would prove that his guess was correct.
If he guessed correctly, then this information would be too terrifying!
He Chenguang took a deep breath and looked at Wang Yanbing.
It had been two minutes, but Wang Yanbing was still aiming.
" Will it work?" He Chenguang muttered to himself.
At this moment…
Bang!
Wang Yanbing quickly raised her head and looked at the red flag erected in the distant forest.
The other people's gazes also locked onto the flag.
Two seconds…
Four seconds…
Four seconds had passed, but the flag was still flying.
Just as everyone sighed and felt that Wang Yanbing had failed, the red flag that was waving under the sun suddenly flew down.
"F * ck…f * ck!”
Seeing this scene, Song Kaifei let out a series of exclamations, and his eyes widened.
In the next second, the Red Blood Cell team had already rushed towards Wang Yanbing. Cheers resounded throughout the arena.
In contrast, the others had yet to react.
"Old Fan, did you win?" In the viewing area, He Zhijun looked at the flagpole with a dull gaze and could not help but ask.
Fan Tianlei opened his mouth and nodded,""I got it."
"That's impossible, right?"
"Yes, that's impossible."
"But it hit?"
"I did hit it…"
"Wang Yanbing, this kid…"
The two of them stared blankly at Wang Yanbing, who was surrounded by her teammates, and did not come back to their senses for a long time.
At this moment, Tang Hongsheng suddenly clapped.
"Not bad, not bad. This soldier called Wang Yanbing has my style!”
After hearing Tang Hongsheng's praise for Wang Yanbing, He Zhijun said proudly,""He is indeed one of the best snipers in the Red Blood Cell.”
"Yes, it's indeed not bad." " It's a pity that I used a 79 sniper rifle during shooting practice that day." Tang Hongsheng shook his head regretfully. If you gave me an 85-sniper rifle, this result would not be a problem.”
"Grandpa…"
After saying that, Tang Hongsheng laughed smugly.
Hearing Tang Hongsheng's self-praise, Tang Xinyi felt awkward and quickly glanced at Xiao Yun.
Seeing that he didn't seem to have any reaction, Tang Xinyi heaved a sigh of relief.
After all, his grandfather's shot was definitely exaggerated. Moreover, he had to tell him about this matter.
It was just that he had not thought of how to explain this matter to the old man.
If the old man couldn't accept it and got angry, it would be difficult.
It was really not easy for his granddaughter.
Tang Xinyi looked at the happy Tang Hongsheng and sighed helplessly.
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