Ultimate Soldiers

Chapter 529 Who is the sharpshooter

A few boxes of empty wine bottles were quickly brought over and stacked on the side of the training ground. These wine bottles will then become the targets of everyone.

"Squad leader three, go get a gun." Qi Huan shouted at a squad leader.

The squad leader immediately stepped out and handed the assault rifle he was carrying to Zhou Xuebing.

"Mr. Blood Dragon, is this gun okay?" Shi Jin asked Zhou Xuebing with a smile.

There are also times when the gun is not smooth, but today Shi Jin and the others have created good enough conditions for their own people, so Shi Jin is a little embarrassed now.

Zhou Xuebing shook the rifle lightly, then nodded: "Of course it's no problem."

"Then do you two want to fuck together, or just one person?" Shi Jin nodded and asked again.

"It's enough for me to compare myself with you." Zhou Xuebing smiled and took two steps forward.

Zun Long knew that his marksmanship was not as good as that of Zhou Xuebing, so he could only shake his head secretly and stood behind.

Several soldiers immediately stood up and picked up the wine bottles from the box next to them.

Following Qi Huan's order, these soldiers began to throw their weapons into the air one after another.

They just depend on how high or low they lose, very irregular, and there are more than a dozen people standing on the sidelines competing at the moment. With so many people standing together and preparing to shoot, it will also affect the people around them invisibly. , if someone's psychological quality is not good enough, aiming in this situation will be very affected.

bang bang...

Gunshots rang out one after another.

Although the wine bottle will fly in the air for a while, the problem is that so many people are competing, if you don’t shoot, maybe the one you aim at will be shot down in advance, so this kind of competition is very challenging human sensitivity.

"One...two...four."

As more and more wine bottles flew, the soldiers who stood behind Zhou Xuebing and others and counted the scores for them also began to silently count the number of wine bottles shot down by each of them.

In less than 1 minute, the gap immediately appeared. Zhou Xuebing and another shooter tied for the first place in scoring 1 wine bottles in [-] minute. Nine wine bottles came down, much different from Zhou Xuebing.

At this time, the main thing to see who is number one is Zhou Xuebing and the shooter beside him.

bang bang...

The speed at which the two men fired was very steady, and each shot would definitely hit a wine bottle.

Gradually, other failures that had no chance of winning shook their heads and stopped shooting, leaving the shooting performance to Zhou Xuebing and the last marksman.

"Sure enough, he is a master." Looking at Zhou Xuebing's very steady shooting, Qi Huan secretly admired in his heart.

Although he has a short temper, he can still tell the difference between the superior and inferior abilities of others.

Taking the current scene as an example, others would only think that Zhou Xuebing had a tie with the last sharpshooter, but in Qi Huan's eyes, they had already lost completely this time.

The reason is very simple. In this competition, whether it is the competition rules, the competition venue, or even the guns they hold in their hands, they have a great advantage. what is it.

Qi Huan looked at Shi Jin helplessly, but he also saw the same helpless look in the other party's eyes.

They don't have the confidence to beat Zhou Xuebing in fighting, but if they lose even shooting now, then they probably won't be able to win in other aspects.

Snapped!
The gunfire stopped abruptly as the last bottle shattered.

Zhou Xuebing and the remaining soldier looked at the soldiers throwing wine bottles, and saw that the boxes containing wine bottles were completely empty.

"How are their grades?" At this time, Qi Huan had the heart to ask.

He was a little distracted just now, so he didn't pay attention to Zhou Xuebing's grades at all.

Now Qi Huan only hopes that his side will win a little bit, even if it is only a little bit.

"The blood dragon knocked down 36 wine bottles, and the seventh squad leader knocked down 35."

The final score of the shooting competition came out soon. Hearing the soldier report the score, Qi Huanjue's head buzzed, and he almost fell to the ground.

Just now he was hoping that his side would win a bit, because he didn't want to see a tie situation at all, but who knew, the final result was that they won instead, and the win was straightforward.

What the heck.

Staring at the calm Zhou Xuebing, Qi Huan was full of depression.

"Okay, let's end the shooting competition. The final result is Blood Dragon first, and the seventh squad leader second." Shi Jin waved his hand and brought everyone's eyes back.

"The next competition is the physical competition that you are best at. You have been exercising hard every day for these years. Even if it rains heavily, how about it? Are you confident to defeat the blood dragon, the king of mercenaries? "

"Yes." A tidy roar came out.

Shi Jin's rhetoric easily mobilized the morale of these soldiers, and the joking way of speaking would not offend Zhou Xuebing.

"Physical fitness assessment, this seems a bit too bullying." Zhou Xuebing glanced at the obstacles not far away, and muttered in his heart.

No way, he and Zunlong are ancient martial arts practitioners. In terms of physical fitness, they are much better than ordinary people. Although these soldiers have been trained for a long time and their personal physical fitness is not bad, they cannot compete with people like Zhou Xuebing. Compare.

What's more, the so-called physical training that is about to start must rely on the obstacle equipment not far away. Because of the relationship between Zhou Xuebing and Zunlong, their movements are extremely sensitive, so when crossing these obstacles, they have to Has a greater advantage than these soldiers.

Combined with the two advantages before and after, it would be unreasonable for them not to win.

That's why Zhou Xuebing felt that the two of them were simply bullying this time.

But Zhou Xuebing thinks this way, Qi Huan and others don't think so.

Fight, they lost.Shoot, they still lose.Now they are still counting on someone to defeat Zhou Xuebing in this round of physical competition.

"Mr. Blood Dragon, the rules are very simple. These obstacles are used in our usual training. Later we will see who can pass through these obstacles first and then reach the finish line." Shi Jin simply explained to Zhou Xuebing Check out the rules of the competition.

Just now he felt a little ashamed that his side had the advantage in all aspects, but now Shi Jin has completely got rid of this mentality.

Just kidding, the opponent is the majestic king of mercenaries, so even if he takes advantage of him a little bit, it doesn't seem to matter.

However, what made Shi Jin a little dumbfounded was that this time Zhou Xuebing and Zunlong stood up to compete with them, and it was Zunlong.

Zun Long is only a core member of the Blood Dragon Mercenary Organization, while Zhou Xuebing is the boss of the Blood Dragon Mercenary Organization, and he also has the title of King of Mercenaries.

Therefore, whether it was Qi Huan, Shi Jin or the ordinary soldiers, most of them instinctively felt that Zun Long was much weaker than Zhou Xuebing.

Originally they thought that Zhou Xuebing, the king of mercenaries, would play in person in this competition, so many soldiers were gearing up to defeat Zhou Xuebing, the king of mercenaries.

But now, instead of Zhou Xuebing, Zunlong played. Although this did not mean anything, it still made these soldiers feel that Zhou Xuebing and Zunlong seemed to be underestimating them.

But in this way, the fighting spirit of these soldiers became more and more high, and all of them held their breath, wanting to wait to win Zunlong, and then force Zhou Xuebing to end.

Looking at each other with Zhou Xuebing, Zunlong walked out.

In fact, Zun Long didn't care much about this kind of competition, it was really meaningless.

But since it was Qi Huan and the others who proposed it now, they should at least make a gesture of competition.

At the beginning of the competition, Zhou Xuebing noticed that a communication soldier appeared on the side of the training ground. After the communication soldier appeared, he quickly called Shi Jin and Qi Huan away.

After a while, the communication soldier appeared again, and this time he came directly towards Zhou Xuebing.

"Mr. Blood Dragon, the group leader wants to invite you over."

What seems to be wrong?Zhou Xuebing murmured in his heart, and looked back at Zunlong and the others. Now that Zunlong and the others were still in the game, Zhou Xuebing turned his head and said calmly.

"Let's go."

Soon, Zhou Xuebing saw Qi Huan and Shi Jin who had just left.

At this moment, both of them had anxious expressions on their faces. After seeing Zhou Xuebing appearing, they walked over together.

"Mr. Xuelong, the old chief called just now."

Qi Huan and Shi Jin said that the old chief was Fang Muru.

Hearing that it was Fang Muru's call, Zhou Xuebing suddenly regained his spirits.

Since he came here, Fang Muru has promised Zhou Xuebing to arrange for them to leave China immediately, but after so many days, there is still no news from Fang Muru. Now Fang Muru finally took the initiative to call, Zhou Xuebing Subconsciously, he wondered if Fang Muru had figured out the way for himself and Zunlong to leave Huaxia.

"Mr. Xuelong, the old chief first asks me to apologize to you."

However, contrary to what Zhou Xuebing expected, the first sentence of Shi Jin made Zhou Xuebing helplessly smile.

"Tell me, what are you apologizing for?" Zhou Xuebing said helplessly.

In fact, at this time, how could he not guess what Fang Muru was going to say?

However, from this aspect, Zhou Xuebing immediately smelled a hint of danger.

Who is Fang Muru?He is a real boss in China, and his ability in China is much stronger than that of Zhao Changrong and Hong Antong.

However, last time Hong Antong was able to arrange for Zhou Xuebing to leave Huaxia safely, but now Fang Muru could not.

(End of this chapter)