My son is obviously a dandy, so why did he become a tiger of the empire?

Lei Ming said loudly to the crowd: "Did you hear that? I'm going to compete with you guys in marksmanship!"

"It's too overwhelming!"

"How dare you compete with us in marksmanship?"

Everyone finally regained their confident smiles.

Special forces are best at marksmanship. As for fighting, they have to lean back.

Not all special forces are masters of fighting. After all, what they are best at is infiltration operations, harassment, beheading, and destruction behind enemy lines.

The fighting skills he learned were basically to control the enemy with one move, preventing the enemy from counterattacking.

But marksmanship is different, it is their foundation and their second life.

"Dare to compete with us in marksmanship, court death!"

"I'll come, let me come!"

Everyone scrambled to be the first, staring at Lin Hui covetously.

Lin Hui looked at their contemptuous smiles, and felt complacent: You guys can't win anything, but I'm systematically cheating!

Seeing everyone's high spirits, Lei Ming also showed a smile on his face: "Let's go, go to the shooting range!"

Seeing people approaching, Lin Hui stepped aside deliberately, bent down and waved, and said politely, "Please first."

Lei Ming proudly walked past him with his hands behind his back. This time, he had to show him some color and let him know the true strength of the special forces.

Lin Hui followed behind, and the others surrounded him directly, aggressively, as if they were afraid that he would run away.

Soon, a group of people came to the shooting range.

Lin Hui was surprised to find that the shooting range here was different from other places.

It is bigger, more spacious, and the target distance seems to be farther.

Lei Ming said calmly: "Our shooting range is different from that of ordinary troops. Conventional troops generally shoot 100 meters and 200 meters. Our starting point is 200 meters, 400 meters, and 500 meters. We can shoot 1000 or [-] targets at most."

He looked at Lin Hui and asked, "How about it, will you fight?"

Lin Hui chuckled: "If you can, I can."

Seeing his arrogant appearance, Lei Ming shouted directly: "Who wants to come?"

"I!"

A tall, thin, sharp-eyed captain walked out of the team.

Seeing him walk out, everyone immediately gained confidence: "We are sure to win!"

A soldier next to him sneered: "We must win. Bu Kun is our Heihu's gun master. He is the best marksman in combat zone competitions every year! Even among the special forces in the country, he is still the best. This kid is not worthy of shining his shoes!"

Bu Kun walked up to Lei Ming and saluted: "Captain, let me come!"

Lei Ming nodded, and said to Lin Hui, "How about he coming to be your opponent?"

Lin Hui looked him up and down: "Are you the strongest?"

Bu Kun almost vomited blood, and shouted angrily: "I am the strongest!"

"With such a loud voice, I believe you!"

Lin Hui chuckled: "Tell me, how do you compare?"

Bu Kun snorted coldly: "Do you want to use mechanical sights or optical sights? With mechanical sights, I can hit 300 meters. I can hit [-] meters at the limit, and with optical sights at [-] meters, I can hit [-] meters." .”

200 meters is already the visual limit.

Even with a high-power sight, an iron box 1000 meters away is only as big as a sesame seed.

Not to mention a small bullseye.

"Can you fight?"

Lin Hui nodded: "I'll try."

Bu Kun sneered: "Okay, you can hit 300 meters first! If you can't hit 300 meters, then you don't need to compare the latter!"

Lin Hui didn't push much, and walked to the aiming platform.

Lie directly on the ground, put the bullets into the magazine, and then start aiming.

He still hits the 300-meter target for the first time, and usually only hits the 200-meter target in the Tiger Team.

"Ding, vision +1!"

"Ding, aim +1!"

"Ding, accuracy +1!"

As the notification sounded continuously, Lin Hui's vision became clearer.

He secretly rejoiced, as expected, it would be useful to aim a little longer.

After half a minute, everyone became impatient seeing Lin Hui still aiming.

"Hey, are you asleep?"

"Can you fight? If you can't fight, quickly admit defeat!"

At this moment, gunshots rang out suddenly.

bang bang bang...

Lin Hui put his finger on the trigger and fired continuously.

The bullets were shot out in a string.

Everyone was shocked: "Is this guy crazy? From such a long distance, he actually shot short bursts?"

Lei Ming sneered secretly in his heart, is this kid really stupid or fake?

With short shots, three or four bullets are fired at a time, and the hit rate is frighteningly low.

After all, guns have recoil. After each round of bullets, the position of the muzzle has to be adjusted slightly before the next round can be fired.

Of course, except for shooting indiscriminately.

Only when they shoot within 200 meters, they dare to shoot with short points occasionally, and the hit rate is still low.

Bu Kun watched from the sidelines, his eyes almost turned to the sky, he was basically sure that this guy would never know how to fight like that!

Soon, Lin Hui fired all thirty bullets and stood up: "I'm done shooting, it's your turn."

Bu Kun sneered disdainfully: "I don't think there is any need to compete at all. You lose as soon as you shoot, and the 300-meter shot is shorter. What do you think? I guess there are no more than five bullet holes in your target."

Lin Hui was full of confidence: "How do you know if you haven't seen it yet? Are you afraid that I will win?"

Bu Kun was immediately annoyed, and just as he was about to speak, Lei Ming said: "Okay, let's report the target over there!"

Soon, the voice of the target reporter came from the walkie-talkie: "Report to the captain, thirty bullets, all ten rings!"

"What did you say?"

Lei Ming almost lost his grip on the walkie-talkie.

The other side continued: "All ten rings!"

Everyone in Bukun was dumbfounded: "How is it possible? I want to test the target!"

Soon, the target will be sent over there.

Thirty rounds of bullets were all shot through the tenth ring, and the piece of paper in the middle was smashed.

Everyone's jaws dropped, was this guy shooting a toy gun?

No recoil?

How could he still achieve such good results with short bursts?

Bu Kun was stunned: How can this compare?Even with a gun to his head, he can't achieve this result, can he?

Seeing everyone's shocked appearance, Lin Hui waved his hands and said calmly, "You're not bad at shooting. I didn't expect such a good result when shooting a gun for the first time?"

Bullshit!

If the first round of shooting can achieve such a result, they will screw their heads off.

This kid must be pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Especially Bu Kun, his face was so ugly that he had eaten papa.

In order to achieve his current level, he has been training day and night. He has shot countless boxes of bullets, and his arms have been dislocated by the butt of the gun for countless times.

But now, being abused by Lin Hui?

Lin Hui said politely: "Captain, hitting [-] is too unchallenging. Give me another one of [-]. I want to challenge my limit and see if I can hit it."

"You want to play one thousand and two?"

"You can hit, I'm a dog!"

"Sharpshooters are all fed by bullets. Just because you, a boy who has only been in the army for a year, want to hit one thousand and two?"

No one believed it at all, and Lei Ming didn't believe that Lin Hui could do it either.

Although all the ten rings in the 300 meters made them amazing.

But 200 meters, I don't know how much the difficulty has been raised.

With such a long distance, even if the muzzle is only half a millimeter off, the bullet will go far away.

Lin Hui's face was harmless to humans and animals: "Why don't you let me try it, I haven't fought before, and I don't have much confidence, so just treat it as a joke?"

Hearing this, the people who had just ridiculed immediately fell silent.

Some people have even begun to feel a little guilty.

Could this guy really be a master, just pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger here?

Lei Ming was also a little bit hard to get off, but finally nodded in agreement: "Since you want to try, then I will give you a try!"

Lin Hui smiled, and put on a sniper rifle with an optical sight.

He leaned back on the shooting platform and began to aim.

"Ding, vision +1!"

"Ding, aim +1!"

"..."

Listening to the beeps one after another, the smile on Lin Hui's face became more and more confident.

The longer you aim, the more accurate your shots will be.

Just to be on the safe side, let's take another look.

Soon, 1 minute passed, Lin Hui didn't move at all, and Lei Ming got a little impatient: "Are you going to fight or not?"

"Fight, fight now!"

Lin Hui sneered at the corner of his mouth, and pulled the trigger with his finger.

bang bang bang...

Still a short shot.

Everyone was completely speechless this time: 1000 and [-] meters and shooting short bursts, this guy must be a big idiot!