My son is obviously a playboy, how come he became the tiger of the empire?

Bang, bang, bang...

The dense gunfire suddenly stopped.

Lin Hui got up from the ground and patted the dust off his body.

He quickly emptied the magazine, separated the gun from the magazine, and threw the 85 sniper rifle to Bu Kun: "Go!"

Bu Kun smiled coldly: "Did you finish so quickly?"

Lin Hui smiled slightly: "Yeah, I didn't expect that it was quite smooth to shoot the 85 sniper rifle for the first time. It doesn't seem to be that difficult?"

Seeing his nonchalant expression, everyone rolled their eyes.

"So crazy!"

"Wait and see how he makes a fool of himself."

"Shoot shorter at 1,200 meters. If a bullet falls on the target, I will stand upside down and eat shit!"

Lin Hui turned a deaf ear to these discussions. Masters are always suspected.

He waved his hand and said calmly: "I won't look at the target until it's delivered. You should look at it yourself. Otherwise, if the score is too good, you will definitely say that I am doing something fishy."

You, you have a good score?

This guy is really dreaming.

Everyone present is a master of guns, and everyone knows how messy Lin Hui's operation was just now.

It's just like shooting blindly with eyes closed.

However, they have to be on guard. This guy is very wicked. Who knows if he will secretly poke a few holes in the target and pretend that they were shot by bullets.

Others can't do this kind of thing, but he can definitely do it.

At this time, the target reporter trotted over with the target.

Before he got close, Lei Ming asked with a smile: "How much did this kid score? If he didn't pass, it's fine. We have to save his face, right?"

The target reporter was embarrassed and didn't know what to say: "He... passed."

"Huh?"

Lei Ming widened his eyes in surprise: "Passed? How many rings did he hit?"

The target reporter's throat rolled, and he said hesitantly: "All ten rings, all bullets, all hit the center of the target..."

Dead silence!

The scene was dead silent!

Lei Ming immediately rushed up and spit saliva on the target reporter's face: "Are you old and blurry? All ten rings, are you talking nonsense to me?"

The target reporter's hair was wet, and he didn't know how to explain.

Even he couldn't believe it. Someone could really get such a score?

"Or, you should take a look for yourself."

The target reporter wiped his face and raised the target with a wronged look.

The sun shone through the hole in the middle of the target and directly onto the faces of the onlookers, and everyone couldn't help but squint their eyes.

The target paper with ten rings had been smashed!

Hiss...

At this moment, everyone gasped.

Did this guy really do it?

Damn, is he a ghost? How can he shoot so accurately? Or is it that his gun has no recoil and he has turned on the aiming plug-in?

With a snap!

Bu Kun didn't hold the gun firmly in his hand and dropped it to the ground.

The butt of the gun hit his instep, and he grimaced in pain.

But compared to the pain in his foot, his heart had already set off a huge wave.

Shooting short bursts at such a long distance, even if it was me, it would be difficult to make the bullet fall on the target and strive to pass.

But this guy actually hit all ten rings.

Could it be that this guy has been shooting with a pacifier in his mouth since he was born?

Lin Hui walked up to him, clapped his hands and said, "Comrade Black Tiger's Gun God, am I doing okay?"

Bu Kun's mouth twitched, not knowing how to respond: "Uh... okay, okay."

Lin Hui nodded: "Okay, just average, definitely not to your liking, let's not compete, just follow my standard later, if you can beat me like this, I will automatically admit defeat."

Bu Kun's mouth twitched wildly, his face flushed.

It was really murderous.

Even if the gods came down to earth to bless him, he would never be able to do it.

One thousand two hundred meters, all ten rings, this is not something a normal person can do at all, you are a fucking pervert!

Lei Ming next to him quickly came up to make peace and help to clear the situation: "There is no need to compare, you can do it, he must be about the same, no big problem."

Bu Kun's old face flushed, and he quickly nodded guiltily.

At least we have to save our face first.

Lin Hui chuckled and didn't intend to expose them.

Ye Yiben nodded in shock: "Yes, yes, even a soldier in an ordinary unit like me can achieve this result, it must be easy for you."

"How about we compete in something more difficult, how about shooting in a different way?"

Bu Kun wanted to cry.

This is already difficult enough, and you still want to do it?

Are you trying to kill me?

1,200-meter short-point shooting, all ten rings, I guess there are not many people in the country who can shoot at this level.

I'm afraid that even if you look at the whole world, there are not many people who can shoot at this levelSee.

At such a long distance, it takes two seconds for the bullet to fly.

In these two seconds, if the wind direction, humidity and environmental factors have any influence, it is absolutely impossible to hit the target.

Although he didn't know how Lin Hui did it, it was enough to show that his talent in shooting was definitely the kind that God chased and fed him.

Lin Hui asked harmlessly: "How about it, do you want to compete?"

Although Bu Kun wanted to refuse, his self-esteem still made him bite the bullet and asked angrily: "How do you want to compete?"

Lin Hui glanced at the target and raised a smile at the corner of his mouth: "It's too boring to shoot at this kind of dead target that doesn't move. It doesn't show the true level of your special forces. Otherwise, let's shoot real people?"

The onlookers frowned instantly.

They didn't understand what Lin Hui meant.

Lei Ming and Bu Kun were also confused: "What do you mean?"

Lin Hui smiled and said: "It's very simple. Have you watched TV? On TV, you put an apple on someone's head and then shoot the apple with a bow and arrow. Let's change to a gun. I will shoot first, and you stand 1,200 meters away with an apple on your head. After I'm done, I'll hit you back."

Bu Kun's legs went weak and he almost knelt on the spot.

You are so cruel.

You want to kill me for just a casual comparison?

What if you slip and miss the apple and blow my head off?

Lin Hui was rubbing his hands, eager to try: "How about it, do you want to come? It must be exciting!"

"Come on! This is going to kill people!"

Before Bu Kun refused, Lei Ming cursed angrily: "You pig brain, are you kidding the lives of soldiers?"

Lin Hui shrugged: "Isn't this just to show your skills? Otherwise, you can fight first, I'm going all out anyway."

Seeing his rogue look, Lei Ming was so angry that his liver hurt, and he felt that a hundred bottles of quick-acting heart pills would not work.

He took a deep breath and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, you win the shooting, no need to compete. Does anyone have a different opinion? Come out if you want to challenge him?"

Lin Hui looked over, and everyone shook their heads.

Even Bu Kun took a step back, hid in the crowd, and shook his head.

Lei Ming looked at a group of people who were as cowardly as anything, and he was angry.

These bird people were very fierce when they were shouting just now, but after seeing their skills, they all became cowardly.

Where is the backbone of the special forces?

Seeing that no one dared to come up, Lin Hui was a little disappointed and simply locked his eyes on Lei Ming.

"Why are you looking at me?"

Lin Hui rubbed his hands and smiled wickedly: "Captain, why don't you come out in person, so that I can see your strength and learn and improve."

Lei Ming was almost angry and fell backwards. The best Black Tiger marksman admitted his weakness.

Let me go, aren't you hoping that I will lose face?

This little bastard has no good intentions at all!

He snorted coldly: "No need, I respect everyone's opinions, it's enough that they recognize you, you win the shooting competition!"

"Ah? You won already, and I'm still not strong enough?"

Lin Hui looked disappointed, isn't this too easy?

It seems that the special forces are just like this.

Sure enough, he was right not to come. There is nothing to learn if he comes. It is better to stay in the Tiger Regiment with his brothers.

Lei Ming glared at him angrily: "Boy, don't be complacent! We special forces know much more than you think. Do you think it's great to win in fighting and shooting? We are really good at more than that!"

Although he knew that Lin Hui was very powerful and recognized his ability.

But Lei Ming could never let him go like this.

If he let him go, wouldn't it be equivalent to saying that the special forces were unable to keep him?

Does Hei Hu still have face? How can he face other troops in the future?

If this matter gets to the ears of the commander, he will definitely be scolded.

Lin Hui raised his eyebrows and immediately became interested: "Since you have something good, show it quickly, let's not waste time!"

Lei Ming narrowed his eyes and asked coldly: "You are the guest, the initiative is in your hands, what do you want to compete?"

Lin Hui rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "How about we try something tough this time?"

Lei Ming was stunned for a moment, a tough one?

He frowned: No, what is this kid up to again...