If reality is gamified

Chapter 85 [Long Range Attack]! (Seek to follow up)

Beijiang City Military Training Base.

range.

[lv8 Orion] The moment Deng Xing pulled the trigger,
The sound of gunfire immediately shattered the tranquility on the shooting range.

……

"Eight rings!" The coach put down the binoculars and reported the results.

hear this,
All the classmates standing below,
There was a burst of admiration.

"Eight rings? Damn it, awesome!"

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid, it's the eighth ring, how can I play it like a yo-yo?"

"It's so fierce, old man. I've heard from the coach before that for someone like us who touches a gun for the first time, it's already a pretty good result if he doesn't miss the target."

"..."

The students below were discussing,

And the coach standing aside also showed a hint of surprise on his face.

"It's ok, you little brat! Have you practiced before?" the coach said affirmatively.

"A little bit, a little bit, hehe." Deng Xing also had an unconcealable smile on his face.

Ness!
It's not in vain that he spent so much money and shot so many bullets during the summer vacation.

This time, he finally gave him a chance to show himself.

Looking at the admiring eyes of the girls below,

Isn't this priority right to choose a mate?

Hey!
"Next," the coach continued.

"Then I'll come."

Wu Junliang ran to the gun seat a little excitedly and began to operate...

boom!
"Unfortunately, missed the target." The coach said.

There was a burst of laughter from the audience.

Wu Junliang abdicated embarrassingly, and Du Jian, who was eager to try, immediately followed up...

boom!
"Unfortunately, I still missed the target." The coach shook his head helplessly.

The students below laughed even more happily.

Although everyone knows

It's normal to miss the target when playing with a gun for the first time.

But as a bystander,
Seeing this scene with my own eyes, I still can't help but think - why is it so funny!
"The last one, come up." The coach said.

Chen Yilang walked up: "Report to the instructor, the squad leader of Class [-], Chen Yilang."

"Okay, let's start." The instructor signaled.

Chen Yilang nodded, and crawled down in front of the gun seat.

"Brother, your prostrate posture is wrong, it's not up to standard, and it's a bit ugly."

Standing behind Chen Yilang, [lv8 Orion] Deng Xing, seeing this scene, couldn't help frowning in disgust and said:
"And your posture of holding the gun is really awkward no matter how you look at it, good brother!"

"So you didn't listen carefully just now? If you play like you, it's no wonder you don't miss the target!"

After hearing this, Du Jian and Wu Junliang could only look at each other, shrinking their necks helplessly.

no way.

That's what the boss said.

……

【Ding! 】

[[lv8 Orion] used a long-range attack [finger point] to cause damage to you! 】

【HP-123! 】

The system's prompt sound echoed in my mind.

However, Chen Yilang didn't pay attention.

——He was too lazy to talk to Deng Xing.

At this moment, he was completely focused on the rifle in his hand.

It's the turn of the students in your class to shoot,

Wu Qing also came over and started on-site guidance.

"The gun you are holding in your hand is a Type 56 semi-automatic rifle made in China. It can only be single-shot, not automatic."

"Don't be nervous. It's normal to miss the target. Now it's just a demonstration. Let you find out how you feel. It's not time for a formal comparison."

Wu Qing said, "Now, adjust your posture, and if you feel ready, pull your trigger."

"Okay." Chen Yilang nodded.

——It was exactly the same as what Deng Xing said. Chen Yilang didn't quite understand what the coach said just now.

Because of his main energy,

It's all about observing another thing.

——How long does it take from the shooting to the coach reporting the results?

Chen Yilang recorded with his watch, and the data he got were: Deng Xing took 3.8 seconds, Wu Junliang took 4.2 seconds, and Du Jian took 4.3 seconds.

So the average time spent is: 4.1 seconds.

The moment when the final calculation result emerges.

A wonderful idea also flashed in Chen Yilang's mind at the same time.

After Chen Yilang thought for a while,

Taking a deep breath, according to what the previous coach said, he set up his posture.

"What is he doing?"

The students standing behind started to get a little anxious.

They saw that Chen Yilang had been posing and staring at him for a long time, but they didn't see any movement from him, so they couldn't bear it for a while.

"Brother, you are shooting!"

"Why are you dawdling here, man, can you just be a little more agile and shoot as soon as you say?"

"It's numb, this old man really has a bit of a persistent meow!"

……

While everyone was chattering about——

Bang!
Chen Yilang pulled the trigger decisively.

The sound of gunfire drifted far, far away.

The coach holds the binoculars,
In the eyes looking into the distance, a look with a different expression gradually appeared...

— from calm,

to surprise,
unbelievable,
And then to the final shock...

"Ten Rings..."

the coach murmured.

With an uncertain tone, it sounded as if he was talking to himself.

But some students have heard it.

"Ten rings?"

Someone froze.

real or fake?

I'm afraid I'm not kidding.

until convinced of the true result,

The coach put down the binoculars, took a deep breath, and announced:
"Chen Yilang, Class Four in a row."

"Ten rings!"

(End of this chapter)