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"It's too arrogant! What is this? Is it a deliberate provocation, or do you think we are all idiots? Although we have never shot a gun, we still know about firearms!"

"What the hell is this bastard trying to do? He clearly has ulterior motives. He can't compete with 300 meters, so he came up with such a method, so shameless!"

Those Goguryeo people who were staring at the live broadcast were outraged.

The other party's way of cheating made them feel full of anger.

The key is the attitude of the other party, as if he is the master here!

Goguryeo is the host of this military exchange competition, the host here, and now it’s all right, it feels like the position is upside down!

Is it overwhelming? !

Goguryeo sharpshooter Quan Douhuan snorted coldly, with a sneer all over his face.

Too insidious!

He must know that he can't beat him, so he simply proposed to shoot at 600 meters, relying entirely on luck, so that everyone's probability is the same.

too despicable!

However, knowing that the other party is so forced, he can only agree to the current situation.

Chun Doo-hwan nodded.

Soon, the front staff immediately moved the target to a position of 600 meters for on-site debugging, including the reinstallation of the high-definition camera.

At this time, Mr. Zhao couldn't sit still anymore, so he stood up suddenly, and wanted to say a few words to Chen Ling, asking him how sure he was.

Cui Dexin smiled at Mr. Zhao, and said, "Mr. Zhao, you proposed this yourself. It seems that your sharpshooter is very sure. I am very much looking forward to his performance."

Elder Zhao's face darkened, and he said, "I'll see it!"

Even though he said that, he was still a little apprehensive.

When Chen Ling practiced shooting in the 128th Regiment, it was said that one month consumed the ammunition of the whole regiment for a month. The soldiers who assisted him in suppressing the bullets all cried. It’s just that the 600-meter shooting with a rifle is still a bit unreal!

Mr. Zhao is a veteran. When he was young, he was also a sharpshooter and knew the difficulty of shooting.

Now, I can only hope that Chen Ling can create another miracle!

Soon, the 600-meter bomb target was ready.

Chen Ling lay prone on the shooting position and rearranged the rifle.

The 600-meter rifle shooting distance is indeed a bit far, but Chen Ling has ballistic shooting skills and can calculate the most suitable trajectory for shooting.

Create a miracle, nothing is impossible!

It's just that he really needs to keep a low profile, otherwise, in his file, it will definitely be written as an alien by others!

It is not a good thing to be so dazzling and become the focus of everyone's attention. As a soldier or a soldier preparing to become a special forces soldier.

Therefore, Chen Ling planned to just overwhelm the opponent, and there was no need to cause a worldwide sensation.

The moment Chen Ling was about to shoot, the audience was silent, all eyes were on him, and it turned out that just when everyone felt that Chen Ling would take some time to aim.

boom!

The sound of gunfire suddenly rang out, and the bullets roared out, shooting directly at the chest ring target that could no longer be seen clearly!

The next moment, Cui Dexin calmly shouted: "Report the number!"

"Ring 7!" The reporter shouted.

At the same time, the high-definition camera also locked on the target, and found that there was a bullet hole at the position of the seventh ring.

Cui Dexin frowned, and said in a low voice: "So lucky?"

This is a distance of 600 meters. The naked eye does not have a telescope, and the target is blurred. It is already very good to not miss the target.

"It should be luck."

boom!

Gunshots sounded again.

"8 rings!"

Cui Dexin staggered and almost lost his footing.

The 7th ring is luck, but if you hit another 8th ring, is it still luck?This is not scientific!

"how can that be?"

Cui Dexin frowned, this kind of luck is too good, right?And the number of rings is still rising!

The sharpshooter Quan Douhuan's sneer dissipated instantly, replaced by a serious expression.

Is it a coincidence that two consecutive shots with 7 rings and 8 rings?

It stands to reason that this kind of long-distance shooting either misses the target or hits by luck. How could the 7th and 8th rings appear so coincidentally?

The rifle doesn't have a sight, so at this distance, it's almost impossible to see clearly!

If he were to shoot by himself, he might get the first shot, but the probability of the second shot is almost zero.

For sharpshooters, luck is only once, the second time, it is strength!

Does the other party really have this strength?

How did he know that Chen Ling's ballistic shooting skills reached the intermediate level, and it was a little difficult to shoot 600 meters with a rifle, but it was not too big. If he didn't press down on purpose, Chen Ling could hit a 10 ring with the first shot!

boom!

"7 rings!"

"boom!"

"9 rings!"

boom!

"10 rings!"

.......

The caller's voice began to tremble, and there was a weird look in his eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.