Chapter 64 Shooting Rating

Mr. Hu and Mr. Wang looked at Jiang Jing together.

Deputy Mayor Shan cried out to Jiang Jing: "Mr. Jiang, if you Hengcheng has no confidence, you can give up the competition in this project."

Deputy Mayor Shan’s words have already shown his attitude. This project cannot be cancelled. You always love to compare and do not compare. If you do not compare, it is equivalent to admit defeat!

Jiang Jing had no choice. If she had asked her to compete in this project, she would be very confident that the five-year special forces were not for nothing, but she would not be able to play at all.

Jiang Jing turned her eyes to Xiao Yang. Now she could only place hope on Xiao Yang, but she was not sure whether Xiao Yang knew guns or not. She had strong strength and playing with guns were two different concepts.

Xiao Yang made a K gesture over Jiang Jing. Seeing this, Jiang Jing felt relieved.

Although Jiang Jing had not communicated with Xiao Yang several times in the process of protecting Ye Yunshu, she could feel that Xiao Yang was a very reliable person and what he promised was completely reassuring.

When the middle-aged captain heard Deputy Mayor Dan's words, his face was full of helplessness.

"Okay, let's go to the shooting venue first!" Deputy Mayor Shan stood up first and walked out of the hall.

Mr. Hu and Mr. Wang followed Deputy Mayor Shan, turned around and made a gesture to wipe his neck, saying that he was demonstrating.

The group strode towards the shooting training ground.

The shooting training ground chosen is not the kind for beginners, but for veterans who have been specially trained. It is a tactical shooting training ground. This training ground arranges the scene into a construction building, with many bunkers and blind spots, and it has a roundabout way and twists and turns, with a total length of 450 meters.

Standing in front of this shooting training ground, Deputy Mayor Shan spoke loudly, "The location of shooting ratings is here. The rules are limited to one minute and thirty seconds, and thirty fixed shootings, and thirty mobile shootings are required to complete thirty fixed shootings at a distance of 100 meters within thirty seconds. In one minute, you can travel through the entire shooting field, and the one with the higher number of rings is the winner. Each company will send one person to participate in the rating!"

As soon as Deputy Mayor Shan finished speaking, Mr. Hu and Mr. Wang sent the two young men he invited. They looked at the shooting venue, and their eyes showed a confident look. In their past training, it was too easy to shoot in such a venue.

Although there are many blind spots and obstacles in the construction building scene, the sight of the eyes is relatively high, and the shooting of moving targets can be achieved more accurately.

Deputy Mayor Shan looked at the bosses of the three companies and asked, "Who will come first?"

"Let's go first." Mr. Hu said, waving to his people.

The young man whom Mr. Hu recruited looked a little dark in his skin, about 1.75 meters tall, with sharp eyes and neat movements. When he walked out, he gave people an invisible pressure wherever he looked.

Mr. Hu spoke loudly, "My brother, named Qiu Qiang, has served in Tianlang for eight years and has performed dozens of missions. Now that he joins our Yafeng, he can fully represent our Yafeng's strength."

"Silang!" Hengcheng's middle-aged captain couldn't help but exclaim when he heard the troops serving Qiu Qiang.

The female security guards standing behind the middle-aged captain all looked at the middle-aged captain in confusion.

The middle-aged captain whispered: "The Tianlang Special Forces, among the Huaxia Special Forces Team, ranks among the top ten, claiming to be the special forces in the special forces. Those who can enter Tianlang must go through layers of selection. Everyone is an elite among the elites. In addition, Tianlang's assessment in the first quarter, anyone who fails to meet the assessment standards will return to the original troops mercilessly. Qiu Qiang can stay in Tianlang for eight years, and his strength is terrible!"

The middle-aged captain looked at Qiu Qiang, his eyes full of fear.

Jiang Jing couldn't help but look at Qiu Qiang a few more times. The people of the Tianlang Special Forces Team were very strong, but they were just similar to the special forces team he was in at the time. Compared with Xiao Yang, there was still a gap.

The young man Mr. Wang found looked at Qiu Qiang with interest.

Mr. Hu's face was filled with a confident smile, and he winked at Qiu Qiang.

Qiu Qiang nodded, walked to the shooting ground, and in front of him, there was a wooden table, on which was a semi-automatic rifle and a magazine filled with bullets.

Outside the shooting field, there is a large screen. A target is displayed above the screen, with a total of ten rings, which is the target that Qiu Qiang wants to conduct a fixed shooting.

Deputy Mayor Shan winked at the person beside him, then found a seat to sit down, looking at the target displayed on the big screen, which allows everyone to clearly see the results of each shot.

Deputy Mayor Shan walked up to him and said loudly: "On the desktop in front of you, there is a red button. When you are ready to finish, you can press that button and complete the shooting in thirty seconds."

Qiu Qiang listened to this person's words, and when the person's voice fell, he suddenly reached out and pressed the button, and then held a gun, mounted an ammunition, aiming at the target at an extremely fast speed. This set of actions was completed in almost one second.

Qiu Qiang's aiming action was the most perfect, just like a textbook, as he pulled the trigger slightly with his fingers, a crisp sound rang in the hall.

"Bang! Bang!"

Almost every second, a sound would be heard. Through the large screen in the hall, you can see that every shot of Qiu Qiang hit the ten ring position.

The "bang bang" sounded rhythmically. When the countdown of thirty seconds was left, Qiu Qiang put down the gun in his hand. Everyone saw that there were twenty-nine guns in the bull's heart on the big screen, all hitting the ten rings, with only one shot, hitting the nine rings.

With such time, you can be proud to achieve such results.

Qiu Qiang didn't say anything, but from the expression on his face, he could see that he was quite satisfied with his achievements.

The middle-aged captain Hengcheng's face looked very ugly. He asked himself, if he performed such a shooting, within thirty seconds, thirty shots, as long as there are fifteen shots that can reach ten rings, even if he performs normally, if he performs extraordinaryly, he can almost hit twenty shots and ten rings. Such a result is impossible for him to achieve.

You should know that during the 100-meter shooting, the aiming deviation is one millimeter, and the result can be almost magnified fifteen times. A slight shaking of the hand or a little heavy breathing will cause a few millimeters of deviation. The distance between the ten rings and the nine rings is only a few centimeters!

Mr. Hu showed a satisfied smile, "Everyone, I've made a ugliness, I've made a ugliness."

"Next, I'll do it." The young man invited by Mr. Wang took the initiative to speak out.
Chapter completed!