Jiangning's Results
Hearing Zhao Jun say that there was no problem, Jiang Ning's lips curled into a sinister smile.
His current firearms proficiency had already reached the level of a SWAT officer. Xu Changming's marksmanship might not even be as good as his.
Zhao Jun wanted to compete with him in marksmanship, but he was simply asking for a beating.
"You don't have to force yourself. I won't bully you. Why don't you play 25 meters and I'll play 50 meters?”
With the mentality of angering Zhao Jun to death, Jiang Ning added another stab.
As soon as he said this.
When he said this, not only Zhao Jun, but everyone else's eyes widened.
Zhao Jun was one of the few people with outstanding spear techniques in their batch.
As for Jiang Ning, his usual shooting results were above average.
No one believed that Jiangning would win in a 25-meter rapid fire, let alone a 50-meter rapid fire.
"Jiang Ning, there's no need for us to keep holding on. Zhao Jun's marksmanship is already better than yours.”
"Yeah, a 50-meter rapid fire is several times more difficult than a 25-meter rapid fire.”
"Jiang Ning, I understand that you want to help Wu Wenjing vent her anger, but you can't be so reckless.”
Fatty and the others tried to persuade Jiang Ning not to be too impulsive. They didn't believe that Jiang Ning could win against Zhao Jun.
"I'm fine." Jiang Ning waved his hand." Even if I let him win, he can't beat me."”
"I don't need you to give in!"
Jiang Ning's words made Zhao Jun's temper rise again." 50 meters it is, I'm not afraid of you!"”
Zhao Jun walked up to the shooting range.
Jiang Ning followed closely behind and stood beside Zhao Jun.
Xu Changming, who had been watching the show the entire time, looked at Jiang Ning's relaxed face and became even more curious.
He had seen Jiang Ning's results before.
In his four years in the police academy, his ranking had always been above average, not particularly good.
What confidence did he have to guarantee that he would definitely win against Zhao Jun?
Xu Changming didn't know, so he could only wait and see.
Soon, the 50-meter target was adjusted and everyone fired ten bullets.
Zhao Jun was the first to load the gun and pull the trigger.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A series of gunshots rang out, and ten bullets were fired in a few breaths.
Soon, Zhao Jun's results were displayed on the electronic screen.
Ten bullets, four missed, six hit, two eight-ringed, one seven-ringed, and three six-ringed. The total number of rings was 41.
Seeing the total score, many people applauded. Even a few shooting teachers nodded in praise.
50 meters and a quick shot. It was already quite good to have such a result.
Police cadets didn't have many opportunities to practice shooting. Many of them could even miss the target when shooting at 15 meters.
Zhao Jun was able to fight like this partly because of his solid foundation and partly because of his luck.
As for Zhao Jun himself, he was very satisfied with this result. He turned his head and looked at Jiang Ning proudly, as if he was saying," I'm waiting to see you make a fool of yourself."
Jiang Ning ignored Zhao Jun and lowered her head to pick up the cold pistol. A sense of familiarity welled up in her heart. How to hold it, how to control the strength, how much recoil, her body had an instinctive reaction.
It was as if the 92 pistol in his hand had become a part of his body.
Jiang Ning took a deep breath and tilted her head slightly. Her finger pulled the trigger again and again.
Unlike Zhao Jun, who had used up all his bullets in one shot, Jiang Ning pulled the trigger in a regular pattern, neither fast nor slow.
Bang…Bang…Bang…
The gunshots were connected, but there was no sense of chaos.
"Hmm?"
Xu Changming's eyes lit up when he heard the gunshot through the earplugs.
He was very familiar with this rhythm.
Usually, Xu Changming would go to the special police unit of the provincial office to inspect. The retired scouts inside also used the same method to fire the 50-meter pistol.
This kind of fighting style was not something that anyone could do. It required years of practice and some talent to master.
"This Jiang Ning really can surprise me!”
Xu Changming looked at Jiang Ning's back with admiration in his eyes," If nothing goes wrong, Jiang Ning will win this competition."”
"Ah?" Xiao Jinse, who was standing at the side, was stunned when she heard Xu Changming's words." Chief Xu, the results haven't even been released yet. How did you know?"”
"We'll know later."
Xu Changming smiled but didn't say it out loud. After all, things like intuition and gun sense couldn't be explained.
Just as the two of them were talking, Jiang Ning's results came out.
Looking at the results displayed on the monitor, everyone subconsciously sucked in a breath of cold air.
The total number of points on the display was 98!
It was almost the result of hitting the center of the circle!
50-meter rapid fire, and he was still using a 92 pistol that was not very stable.
Everyone looked at Jiang Ning on the shooting platform and fell silent.
Was this the result of a police academy student?
This was too godly!
"Awesome!"
"Jiang Ning, from now on, you are my God, Spear God! This is too f * cking awesome!"
"Speak! Jiang Ning, did you steal a gun and practice it by yourself?”
Seeing such results, Fatty and the others were even more excited than Jiang Ning. They didn't care about the shooting range or the rules set by the teacher. They rushed over and surrounded Jiang Ning, chatting and laughing.
However, they quickly shifted their attention to Zhao Jun, whose face had already turned the color of pig liver, on the shooting platform next door.
"Yo, I say, Great Spear God Jie, you're done competing, yet you still don't want to express your gratitude?”The fatty winked and acted arrogantly.
Soft Rice King: " That's right, Zhao Jun. A bet is a bet. What else do you have to say now?”
Old Hu: " Hurry up and admit defeat. Can't you see that everyone is waiting?!"”
"Don't be like a girl, Zhao Jun, are you a man?!"”
All these years, Zhao Jun had looked down on them for being slackers. Now that Jiang Ning had finally helped them, how could they not hold their heads high?
Zhao Jun was so angry that he felt dizzy when he heard Fatty and the others taunting him.
He knew that he had lost all his face today.
"I…I…admit defeat!"
Zhao Jun squeezed out these words through gritted teeth and turned to walk out.
He didn't want to stay in this place any longer.
She had never been so embarrassed in her life!
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