The Great God of the World

Chapter 157 Show Yibo (third shift)

When everyone heard the words, they all looked at the five members of the Shangjing team with disdain.

"A scumbag team like Shang Jing can also shine in the money-scrambling subjects of investigation. In the following subjects, they are definitely the bottom ones! Don't believe me, just wait and see!"

Seeing that the scorer had finished reading the scores of the first wave of players, the instructor reminded the remaining players to hurry up and choose their guns.

Of course, the instructor was mainly urging a few members of the Shangjing team.

After all, there are only Yu Feng and the other five, who are still worrying about which gun to use.

Wei Sinan: "Using the most accurate pistols and rifles to compete, what kind of a hero? Look at me with a submachine gun to crush this group of scum." After finishing speaking, Wei Sinan picked up the ZI on the table, and it was on the bar. A sea shot!
clang clang...

In less than three seconds, 10 rounds were fired.

The instructor watching from the side shook his head in disappointment.

All children know that the speed of fire is the most important type of submachine gun, but the accuracy is obviously a shortcoming. Compared with pistols and rifles, it is almost the same as the sky and the same as the ground.

Wei Sinan had been choosing for so long, but he couldn't even choose the right gun.

This time, it is tantamount to directly exposing his military literacy, and he can directly give a bad review.

The contestants, who were waiting to watch the show, saw that Wei Sinan had chosen the ZI submachine gun, and they almost laughed out loud.

"Hey, this grandson is simply a badass! Shoot a stationary target with a submachine gun, and even the simplest 100-meter cake can be directly cooled!"

"Million dollar! With this scum level, even the recruits in our military region are inferior, so I am ashamed to participate in the soldier king audition, as far as I can go!"

"Don't tell me, with a submachine gun, you can see that this buddy from the Shangjing team is really creative! However, he is only scumbag and creative. Hahaha..."

After hearing this, Bai Bing, who had been admired by everyone before, glanced at Yu Feng with disdain, raised one corner of his mouth in disdain, and commented.

"It's better than bullshit."

Yu Feng's hearing was dozens of times that of ordinary people.

Although Wei Sinan and the others didn't hear these words, Yu Feng did hear them clearly, and glanced at Bai Bing in response.

Bai Bing seemed to have sensed something, and his whole body suddenly felt cold!

At this moment, the scorer's broadcast sounded again.

"Wei Sinan, 100 meters static shooting, 10 rounds and 10 rings, a total of 100 points. Currently ranked first in the group."

The audience was silent, even breathing stopped for a few seconds.

Bai Bing used all his strength, stared wide-eyed, and looked at the scoreboard in the shooting room.

"No.1, Wei Sinan, 100 points."

Accurate, beyond doubt!
Bai Bing's mind was full of question marks, and he was a little silly.

"How is it possible? He obviously used the submachine gun with the worst accuracy to fire continuously. How could he have such a result?"

The other players were two beats slower than Bai Bing, but they looked at the scoreboard in a tacit understanding. When everyone confirmed that Wei Sinan was the number one scorer, the entire shooting room erupted.

"Mist Grass! Is this bad luck good luck?"

"Otherwise? Do you think that continuous shooting of a submachine gun can be used for exquisite target shooting, ten rounds and ten rounds?"

Those who listened shook their heads neatly.Only Bai Bing didn't respond, clenched his fists tightly and said unwillingly.

"It's impossible for a gun like ZI to be so steady! This is definitely a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse!"

As soon as these words came out, the contestants who were shocked by Wei Sinan's results immediately nodded in agreement with relief.

"Yes, yes, this kind of gun can shoot ten shots and ten rings, so I might as well close my eyes and plan."

"I said! Shabi can't do anything else, it's just good luck. Fuck!"

"Hahaha, I thought I was slapped in the face. It turned out that it was just a hoodwink. I have to say that this member of the Shangjing team is not only creative in choosing guns, but also really lucky!"

Everyone teased him a lot, and Wei Sinan's lungs were about to explode when he heard it, so he choked back a few words, but Yu Feng gave him a wink and pushed him back to the rest area.

Seeing this, Lu Fei gave Wei Sinan a wink with a mean smile on his face: "Brother Nan, you have to learn more from me about being someone else's father."

Wei Sinan was so angry that he wished he could take off his shoes and smash them on Lu Fei's wretched pig's kidney face.

At this moment, the MP5 submachine gun in Zhao Wukong's hand rang.

Then, there was the sonorous and powerful gunshot of Zhou Bing's MK5.

Coming down was the loud sound of Wu Tianhao's MP9 submachine gun.

bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang

The gunshots mixed together, delighting the ears of all the soldier kings, and at the same time shocked everyone's jaws.

"Male Gobi, the Shangjing team probably didn't take their medicine as a group, right?"

"Really, all submachine guns hit a 100-meter stationary target. Are you looking for death, or are you looking for death, or are you looking for death?"

"Fuck! I don't have any strength, but I just like to steal the limelight. I hate this kind of people who rely on luck."

The instructor also looked at it and shook his head, "The people of the Shangjing team, why don't they even have the common sense to choose a gun? Hey! It seems that yesterday's list, they are just a flash in the pan."

At this moment, the gun in Lu Fei's hand rang.

Biubiubiu…

As soon as the gunshot rang out, someone rushed to say the name of the gun.

"12K shotgun!"

When everyone heard the words, they were almost biting their tongues in fright. Just now they calmed down, and when they turned their heads to look, they were so frightened that they breathed their last breath.

I saw Lu Fei carrying the gun on his neck in a coquettish manner, just like the Supreme Treasure carrying the golden cudgel.

What's even more the same is Lu Fei's expression of being dragged to nowhere.

But the most irritating thing is that Lu Fei shot in such a posture...

10 rounds passed in a blink of an eye!
The hatred value of all the onlookers has exploded!
"Cao Nima, shoot a target with a shotgun, I think you have a mental illness!"

"Not only is he mentally ill, but he's not worthy of being a soldier! He doesn't even have the least respect for shooting."

"People like him should be eliminated quickly! He will be directly disqualified from the audition next year!"

At this time, even the instructor frowned.

After all, shooting a shotgun at a still position is a surefire way to seek death!
This is no longer a problem that can be solved by IQ, it is simply an insult to the soldier king audition this time!
Just when the instructor wanted to give some due admonition to the four members of the Shangjing team, the scorer's announcement sounded again.

"Zhao Wukong, 100 meters static target shooting, 10 rounds and 10 rings, a total of 100 points. Currently, the group is tied for first place."

"Zhou Bing, 100 meters static target shooting, 10 rounds and 10 rings, a total of 100 points. Currently, the group is tied for first place."

"Wu Tianhao, 100 meters static target shooting, 10 shots and 10 rings, a total of 100 points. Currently, the group is tied for first place."

"Lu Fei, 100 meters static target shooting, 10 rounds and 10 rings, a total of 100 points. Currently, the group is tied for first place."

The sound of the broadcast fell, and the audience was dumbfounded.

The eerie silence lasted for more than 30 seconds before someone finally couldn't hold back and took a breath!

call……

The burden on everyone's hearts, not only did not relax because of this moment of respite, but felt even greater pressure!
No one talked about it anymore, as if those people who scolded very high never existed at all.

Zhou Bing looked at Lu Fei's wretched and wretched expression, which looked like a big foot, "Ma De, you are so arrogant! Shooting a target with a shotgun, thank you for being able to figure it out."

Zhao Wukong, Zhou Bing, and Wu Tianhao next to him let out a long sigh: "Ma De, why didn't I think of that! This time the limelight was all stolen by Lu Fei! Hey, I made a mistake!"

Yu Feng looked at these live treasures, smiled lightly and shook his head.

Finally it was Yu Feng's turn to shoot. Not only the four members of the Shangjing team paid special attention, but the other players and instructors also stared at him intently.

They all seem to be afraid, will Yu Feng scare them again!
Yu Feng casually picked up the Type 92 pistol on the table and directly pulled the trigger.

　Now is the second round of PK, which is really important.If we can't make it through, our book will be cold.

　　So, forgive me for continuing to ask for votes and support, and cover my face.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)