Seeing that Chu Tian showed a hint of interest, Yang Zhendong walked closer and smiled: "Her name is Ansya, the passionate and unrestrained French girl, the instructor of the Scottish Angel Military Training Ground. His pistol skills are superb, and his close combat is unmatched. He can be regarded as a tycoon flower!"

Chu Tian was calm and said lightly: "An Siya? This name is good!"

After a few minutes of explanation, the blonde walked to the gun. She didn't notice that Chu Tian and others were standing not far away. She concentrated all her energy on every shot she fired. As the board machine was pulled, bullets flew away like meteors, instantly shattering the target.

Yang Zhendong was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, so he poked Chu Tian and said with a smile: "Young Marshal, do you want to play with a gun?"

Chu Tian shrugged his shoulders and said with a wry smile: "I'm very poor in shooting skills! I won't be ugly!"

The more Chu Tian escaped, Yang Zhendong became more and more interested. Taking advantage of the fact that he had not yet dispersed, he directly pulled Chu Tian to the resting shooting range. The soldiers and Scottish instructors who were sitting on the ground immediately stood up and saluted Yang Zhendong in an orderly manner, showing the soldiers' high military qualities.

After Yang Zhendong returned the gift, he directly presented Chu Tian to the stage:

"This is my age-lost friend, Chu Tian, ​​who has the ability to wear Yangs through hundreds of steps!"

"I brought him here today because I wanted him to discuss with Instructor An!"

"As for whether he can take action, it depends on your ability!"

The soldiers of the guard company were naturally very enthusiastic when they heard the show. They clapped their hands and shouted Chu Tian to "get someone". Even the Scottish instructor was full of excitement, wanting to see Chu Tian's shooting skills. With the shouting, Chu Tian was embarrassed to move away.

Chu Tian's face was full of helplessness, and he looked at Yang Zhendong and smiled bitterly: "Director Yang, you are under pressure to follow the crowd!"

Yang Zhendong laughed twice, shrugged and said, "Young Marshal, be generous!"

At this time, the blonde Ansya also walked up and said with a smile: "Hello Chutian! My name is Ansya. I wonder if I can compete with you for shooting skills? Don't refuse. A beautiful girl's normal request was rejected by a man. Don't you think it's cruel?"

She speaks Chinese and is extremely fluent.

An Siya has already said this. It would be a bit too much if Chu Tian refuses again, not to mention that the soldiers are looking forward to it, so Chu Tian nodded slightly, handed his mobile phone wallet, etc. to Fang Qing, then rolled up his sleeves and said, "Instructor An, don't know how to compare the rules?"

"How to compare?"

An Siya came to Chu Tian heroically, and asked with a smile, "How do you want to compare?" Chu Tian was as tall as a pine tree, but An Siya stood beside Chu Tian and was almost impossible to tell the height. Moreover, both of them seemed to have the same hidden aura, and they were quite soldiers who could defeat others without fighting!

Chu Tian looked at An Siya and said lightly: "I don't care, you can do it first."

“Ladies first?”

Ansya chuckled, a touch of exotic style spread out, and said with a faint smile: "You are so gentlemanly, I don't talk much nonsense. You can do whatever I do. If you involve guns that you are not familiar with, you can also bring them up, and I don't care."

This woman is also born to be competitive! Chu Tian smiled secretly in his heart.

At this time, Ansya came to a table in the shooting range preparation area. In order to decorate the door and decorate our army's mighty power, the military region specially allowed these instructors to use various common guns, so the table was filled with various military guns, pistols, rifles, and submachine guns.

Ansya picked up a black pistol and pressed the bullets with a familiarity.

She came to the shooting range to stand, held the gun in her hand and sent it out. At this time, Ansya looked calm and calm. The trigger was pulled continuously, and several bullets flew out. The gun hit the bull's eye, and no target left. Although the soldiers had known Ansya's strength, they still couldn't stop cheering.

Six rounds of bullets, all full of rings!

"Put the wine bottle!" As Ansya shouted.

Several soldiers threw out the beer bottles that had been prepared in their hands. Ansya threw the pistol on the table. At the same time, she raised a submachine gun, and her fingers kept pulling the trigger, and shot the bullets out with a point shot. The six bottles shattered like fireworks in the air and scattered on the ground.

"Chu Tian, ​​are you sure?"

Yang Zhendong, who truly witnessed An Siya's strength, was worried about Chu Tian at this time: "Don't admit defeat, right?" Chu Tian was quite helpless towards Yang Zhendong, and pursed his lips and replied: "In this situation, do I have a way out? Don't you want me to make a fool of myself to avenge your son?"

"Tell you, it's unknown who will win!"

Fang Qing couldn't help laughing when she heard Chu Tian's words. She was originally worried that Chu Tian would be ugly, and felt the confidence in her tone of the man, and she felt the confidence in her tone. In this world, as long as Chu Tian doesn't give up, he will never lose!

"Chu Tian, ​​it's your place!"

An Siya put down her gun and came to Chu Tian, ​​with her attitude neither humble nor arrogant. At the same time, An Siya asked Chu Tian to pick up a gun, and the latter walked over casually, picked up a rifle and held it in her hand, played with it for a while, and then asked lightly: "How to use this?"

After saying this, everyone almost fainted!

Even An Siya showed an unbelievable expression, and then walked over with a wry smile to teach this guy who could not use a rifle. At this point, Yang Zhendong had no expectation of Chu Tian's performance. Who can believe that a guy who just understood the principle of a rifle would have a better result than An Siya?

Not long after, Chu Tian, ​​who had learned to use a rifle, stood up again and said to the soldier who threw the wine bottle:

"Brother, let it go!"

Before you can kill the target, come and play the live target?

The soldiers were slightly stunned, not knowing what Chu Tian was doing.

Yang Zhendong sighed softly and gestured to the soldiers, so the latter fairly threw out six wine bottles in a row. The wine bottles fell around in a messy arc. Chu Tian did not raise his gun and fired around, but stood in his place with a calm heart, and the rifle was as stable as Mount Tai in his hands!

The heights of the six wine bottles are almost the same, and the time of falling is almost the same.

Just as they continued to fall from a high place to the ground, Chu Tian pulled the trigger repeatedly, bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang

All six wine bottles were shattered! Chu Tian smiled!

Yang Zhendong nodded in admiration, and then asked: "How many bullets have you used?"

Chu Tian threw the rifle on the table, stretched his arms and replied: "Try it yourself!"

The soldier immediately walked over, looked carefully and replied: "Twelve bullets!"

Yang Zhendong laughed loudly, walked over and patted Chu Tian on the shoulder and said, "Chu Tian, ​​the shooting skills are great. Twelve bullets shot down six bottles. Although it is not as good as Instructor An's superb level, it is also above the average level of the Guard Company. He is so young and promising, and admires it!"

"I announce that Instructor An won this competition!"

Chu Tian smiled without saying a word, turned around and walked out of the shooting place.

Amid the applause and cheers of the soldiers, Ansya caught something. She was born with keen awareness and felt something was strange, because she felt that Chu Tian could actually shoot down the bottle, so she would never fire six shots. After looking around for a few glances, she frowned and ordered the warrior:

"Go and take the target and take a look!"

The soldier was slightly surprised, but he still took the target. After checking carefully, An Siya walked to Chu Tian and Yang Zhendong and sighed: "Director Yang, An Siya lost this competition. Chu Tian's twelve shots, six shots of wine bottles, and six shots of targets. Both were carried out at the same time!"

"Twelve guns, all hit the target!"

The originally noisy shooting range suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at Chu Tian, ​​who didn't know how to play rifles just now, and they could imagine the scene: bullets instantly spit out, six headed straight for the bull's eye dozens of meters away, and the other six shots straight into the wine bottles flying in the air.

Yang Zhendong was also stunned and took the target and took a closer look.

Finally, he beat Chu Tian’s shoulder lightly and cursed: “Boy, pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger!”

Chu Tian smiled gently and responded lightly: "There is no way! I have always been low-key!"
Chapter completed!