Xia Zhengyang wisely ignored his precious granddaughter. He glanced at the non-commissioned officers, nodded with satisfaction, and then said to Chen Liuhe: "Since you are so confident, then it is up to you how to compare.

I’ll make the decision, is that okay?”

Chen Liuhe was obviously used to Xia Zhengyang's shamelessness. He rolled his eyes and didn't bother to think about anything. He just nodded in agreement. The smile on Xia Zhengyang's face became even wider. He pointed to the shooting range not far away and said: "Then let's have a threesome."

It’s a best-of-two game, and the first game is target shooting!”

"Haha, it looks like there is a sharpshooter here!" Chen Liuhe said with a smile.

A non-commissioned officer raised his voice and said: "Report, I'm sorry, I'm so ashamed! I currently hold the target shooting record in the military region! When shooting a rifle from a distance of two hundred meters, ten guns have 98 rings! The average shot is 9.8 rings per shot.

!”

Hearing this, Chen Liuhe glanced at him, nodded slightly, and said: "It takes two brushes to achieve such near-perfect results when shooting with a rifle two hundred meters away!"

He strolled up to the sniper god, looked him up and down, punched him on the chest, and laughed and cursed: "Isn't it embarrassing that the target shooting record is kept by someone else? Don't say you are my leader from now on."

I can't afford to lose that soldier!"

The sniper god rubbed his chest and said with a wry smile: "Instructor, that is a rifle, and it is not my area of ​​expertise. I am the record holder for 500-meter sniper mobile target shooting in the military region!"

Chen Liuhe chuckled lightly and ignored the sniper god. He glanced at the sniper again and said: "A bunch of rookies, let me tell you today what the difference is between veterans and rookies!"

A group of people came to the shooting range. Chen Liuhe weighed some assault rifles, including light rifles with long range and high lethality. He said to Xia Zhengyang: "Old man, since it is a competition, let's have something worthy of comparison. Just

You can’t see anything by shooting at a range of 200 meters, so why not shoot with a light rifle at a range of 500 meters!”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar. What? Shooting with a light rifle five hundred meters away? Damn, it's hard to even see the target from such a long distance. How can you shoot?

Everyone looked at Chen Liuhe with a stern look, and classified Chen Liuhe as one of those who brag about not drafting. I have never seen anyone who shoots like that! People who were five hundred meters away were using sniper rifles. Who would use a light gun?

rifle?

Xia Zhengyang also sneered: "Boy, don't brag to the sky!"

Chen Liuhe shrugged: "Are you bragging? We'll find out later? How about it? Do you dare? Anyone can shoot a two-hundred-meter target. I can shoot ten rings with a gun in one hand. It's so boring."

!”

Chen Liuhe was not pretending, his idea was very simple. Since Xia Zhengyang wanted him to kill these elite soldiers, he would follow Xia Zhengyang's wishes and be more ruthless with his men!

Shooting with a light rifle at 500 meters really silenced everyone. Regardless of whether Chen Liuhe was bragging or not, few of them had ever shot it!

"Hmph, I think you are afraid of 200-meter shooting, right? If you have the ability, challenge me at 200 meters! Let me see how you can shoot ten rings with a gun in one hand!" The record holder of the 200-meter range snorted coldly.

said.

Chen Liuhe looked at him with a hint of playfulness on his face: "Are you scared? Do you really want to compete with me by two hundred meters?"

"I'm afraid you don't dare! The record of ninety-eight rings was set by me last year. Now I am confident that I can do better!" said the young man.

Chen Liuhe nodded and looked at Xia Zhengyang: "What do you say? Let's compete. This counts as the first round?"

Xia Zhengyang had no doubts about Chen Liuhe's military skills, but he didn't know if he had deteriorated after more than a year of neglect. He pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "Compared! But you said it yourself, holding a gun with one hand

!”

This sentence not only shocked Chen Liuhe, but also everyone else was stunned, looking at the three-star general in confusion. When did this old man who kept his word become so shameless?

How to shoot a light rifle with one hand? Can you hold the gun steadily? Let alone target shooting!

What's even more shocking is that Chen Liuhe nodded happily: "Okay! What I said must count! I won't win against an old man like you anyway!"

The target practice started, and the young sergeant came first. He was ready, glanced at Chen Liuhe contemptuously, and with a confident look on his face, he said harshly: "You will definitely lose!"

"Thud, tug, tug!" He held a light rifle in his hand, lay on the ground, and pulled the trigger. The entire shooting movement was smooth and smooth, and he even maintained a good breathing rate. He was indeed an expert!

After ten shots, report the target! Nine ten-rings, one nine-ring! Ninety-nine rings in total!

This result can’t help but make people gasp, breaking the record again!

Xia Zhengyang laughed happily and heartily. The others also looked excited and ran over to hug the young sergeant to celebrate!

In their opinion, this result is a sure win! Not to mention that Chen Liuhe still has to hold the gun with one hand. Even if he holds the gun with both hands and concentrates on shooting calmly, it is impossible to surpass this result!

The only one who still maintains a solemn expression is the Sniper God, because he knows very well that when facing Chen Liuhe, don't be happy too early until the final decision is made. This is a man who is good at creating miracles!

"Xiao Liuzi, why don't you just admit defeat! Ninety-nine rings, there is no comparison! Otherwise, if you get a less than ideal result and lose in terms of strength, it will be too embarrassing to spread the news!"

Xia Zhengyang said proudly, even he thought that this score was too difficult to surpass. Even if Chen Liuhe, who was holding a gun in one hand, performed extremely well, he would never be able to hit the crowd, right?

"How will you know if you don't try?" Chen Liuhe smiled lightly. Xia Donghu's expression was solemn. He dragged Dabai to behind Chen Liuhe, tugged on his clothes, and said seriously:

"Chen Liuhe, they bully others, we won't compete!"

Chen Liuhe turned around, looked at Xia Donghu, who was as tall as his waist, and said with a smile: "Are you saying I'm bullying them, or are they bullying me?"

Xia Donghu gave Chen Liuhe a big roll of his eyes and said: "Chen Liuhe, you are hopeless! If you show off without a lower limit, you will be struck by lightning!"

Chen Liuhe chuckled lightly, randomly picked a light rifle, held it with one hand, and said lightly: "Take aim!" At this moment, Chen Liuhe became calm and focused.

But everyone around him didn't care about this, because no one thought that Chen Liuhe could win. If you were shooting with a gun in one hand and didn't miss the target, it would be good. But you still want to surpass the ninety-nine rings? Absolutely impossible!
Chapter completed!