Special Forces: At the beginning, An Ran pulled him to get his certificate.

Yun Jinlong was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "It really can't be counted. Everyone knows that a bullet hole counts as a grade. This is the world's practice."

After hearing this, Thapar looked at Tisdeman and saw that the other party had no intention of objecting, so he said: "I don't think it can be counted."

Tisdeman coughed and said seriously: "According to the rules of the competition, the number of bullet holes in the target is used to judge the results. He only has one ten-ring bullet hole, so it can only be counted as ten."

What the hell!

Hearing this, Gao Shiwei clenched his fists, wanting to smash these bastards to death.

This really shows that you are blowing a whistle!

However, Gao Shiwei knows very well that the opponent always blows whistles in football. They can make up an excuse and blow it off if the goal is not offside. What else can they not do?

I just didn't expect that they would be so shameless.

It was really refreshing again, their shameless warning, no wonder they felt particularly happy when their grandson thought so.

Because it was aimed at Yanguo, Tianzhu, Goubi Plaster and Yingjiang all wanted to do this.

After all, they had united their opinions this time and wanted to join forces to deal with Yan Guo.

Yan Guo had already won the last round of long-distance running. If they were allowed to win in the shooting event, the subsequent competition would be meaningless.

Gao Shiwei snorted coldly and said forcefully: "The big screen in the video showed the whole world that the bullets were all hit in the same position. If you want to cancel this time's results, you need to give the world an explanation."

Tisdemann naturally knew that the previous reason was untenable, so he nodded and said: "We can give him another chance, but he has to increase the difficulty. If he shoots at the bullet holes like this, we can't tell whether all of them are hit. That slow motion..."

When he said this, he felt like he couldn't continue making up the story. The slow motion showed very clearly that all ten bullets hit the same position.

To explain, how to explain? Could it be that you just had a hallucination?

If I had known this, I shouldn't have played the video just now, as there would be opportunities for manipulation.

Tisdeman paused and said: "In short, it's just unclear."

Other than this vagueness, he couldn't think of any plausible reason.

He felt guilty saying this, but there was nothing he could do about it, who could let the other party show up with such a powerful shooting master.

Such shooting ability is already the best in the world!

Tisdeman has seen countless top shooting masters, but none of them have achieved such results, not to mention that the opponent's shooting speed is astonishingly fast, as if there is no need to aim at all.

Bang!

The angry Gao Shiwei punched the table and growled: "Why!"

On the contrary, Tisdeman said calmly: "The other participants have finished shooting. He must compete with other teams. This is the opportunity we give him, and it must be more difficult, otherwise he will give up."

"I agree!" Several other people shouted almost simultaneously.

Bunch of bastards!

Gao Shiwei knows what kind of fuck these people are. If you reason with them, they will talk about strength. If you are stronger than them, they will start to talk about reason.

A group of old hens can only cluck.

Gao Shiwei suppressed the anger in his heart, picked up the walkie-talkie and talked to Chen Jun, told him the situation here, and finally asked: "Can you increase the difficulty?"

Chen Jun didn't expect that those guys would be so fucked up, that they could deny it. Do you think that everyone in the world is a fool? However, now is not the time to vent your anger on them.

What's so hard about increasing the difficulty? With his advanced shooting skills, this kind of fixed shooting is not a problem at 500 meters.

Chen Jun said confidently: "Report to the leader, there is no problem!"

"it is good!"

Gao Shiwei took a deep breath, turned to look at Tisdeman and said, "How much difficulty do you plan to increase?"

Tisdeman thought for a moment and said: "He must shoot a 300-meter target, and the prerequisites are the same as shooting a 200-meter target."

"What, 300 meters!" Gao Shiwei said sharply.

Thapar interjected: "If you don't dare, you can admit defeat. No one will force you. It doesn't even matter if you withdraw from the competition now. We don't mind having more of you or missing one of you."

Suzuki snorted next to him and stopped talking.

Yun Jinlong also said: "It's not that we don't give you a chance, it's that you don't dare, so there's nothing to say."

At this time, Chen Jun's voice came from the intercom: "Are you questioning my shooting ability? Don't play nonsense, I request a 500-meter shooting!"

"F*ck!" Gao Shiwei couldn't help but cursed. The other party only proposed 300 meters, so why don't you just jump to 500 meters? How can you do this? Give the other person a slap in the face instead?

He knew that Chen Jun was crazy and fierce, but he didn't expect him to be so crazy!

Gao Shiwei coughed and said in a deep voice: "Are you sure? Don't be kidding, you are not using a sniper rifle, it is an ordinary rifle!"

Tisdeman and others were stunned, with surprised looks in their eyes, thinking they heard wrongly.

They only proposed a shooting difficulty of 300 meters. Good guy, the other party directly proposed a shooting difficulty of 500 meters. Is he out of his mind? Or are you caught in a crack in the door, or are your confidence bursting?

Young people are so crazy!

They all admitted that the other party must be a master if he could hit ten consecutive hits, but no matter how strong he was, there was a limit.

300-meter rifle shooting has exceeded the limit for top shooters. It is a shooting that is simply impossible to complete.

Because of this, Tisdeman proposed a 300-meter shot, but the opponent shouted 500 meters!

Are you being stingy?

Thapar reacted and immediately said: "Young man, you have to think clearly. Don't show off to me and make excuses when you lose."

On the other end of the communication, Chen Jun heard this voice and immediately replied seriously: "What do you mean by losing again? Your Excellency, can't you afford to lose? If you can't afford to lose, don't stand aside and pretend to be an uncle! "

Thapar's face suddenly turned dark and he said angrily: "Young man, please pay attention to your tone. You are very rude."

Chen Jun said: "If you are afraid, just say it directly, don't let me despise you."

Gao Shiwei felt a little uneasy when he heard this. This was a distance of 500 meters, the limit of the naked eye. It was just a blur and couldn't be seen at all.

How do you fight? By imagination?

Vision is one thing, and on the other hand, the effective range of the competition rifle is 400 meters. Bullets fired beyond this range will float, and the trajectory cannot be calculated at all.

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Gao Shiwei was really unsure this time. Is Chen Jun really sure? Or motivated?

At this time, Chen Jun's low roar came: "You can't afford to lose, are you afraid?"