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Chapter 1116

Zhang Liang shouted to the walkie-talkie in his hand.

A moment later, the team members in the target ditch reported: "Song Feng, all ten rings!"

After hearing the news, the members of the Feilong Team shouted loudly, and Zhang Liang's mouth curled up a little smile. Although the people in the kitchen team in the distance could not hear what was said on the walkie-talkie, they knew what was going on when they saw the cheering scene in the shooting field. There was only one of them who suppressed Xiao Yangying, but there was still no place to suppress Song Feng anymore. They had no choice but to suppress Xiao Yang.

"Where is Mr. Xiao?"

Zhang Liang asked with a smile before the smile had passed.

"Mr. Xiao is also ten rings!"

Everyone in the Feilong Team was stunned for a moment, and the news made them unbelievable.

"but……"

The team members in the target ditch sucked and sniffed, and they seemed to be greatly frightened in their voices.

"But what? Tell me quickly!"

Before Zhang Liang could be happy for a while, his good mood was extinguished by Xiao Yang's message of ten rings, and he urged impatiently.

"But Mr. Xiao's bullets are all on the bull's eye, and there is only one bullet!"

"What?"

Zhang Liang said in shock, "Take off both of them and I want to see!"

After a while, the team members in the target ditch ran to Zhang Liang with two target papers in their hands.

Zhang Liang immediately took the target paper. He looked at Xiao Yang's target paper with only one bullet hole. It was obvious that all the bullets were shot through the bullet hole of the first bullet. What a terrifying strength this is?

Song Feng's bullets were also shot within the ten rings, but the circle of the ten rings was ragged by the bullets.

This...how is this possible?

All the people from the Flying Dragon Team were shocked.

The person who was pressing Xiao Yangying on the hillside in the distance smiled so hard that he could not stop and put the cigarette in front of him into his pocket.

Fang Tianjun had a meaningful smile on his face and he didn't say anything.

Song Feng's head hung weakly, "I lost!"

He spent a long time calibrating the gun in his hand before shooting, and Xiao Yang could still shoot at such a level when he got a strange gun. He knew in his heart that the gap between the two of them was not a little bit.

Although Song Feng lost this battle, Zhang Liang, as the captain, was a little embarrassed and closed his mouth, not knowing what to say to change Fang Tianjun's view.

Fang Tianjun saw his embarrassment, patted his shoulder with his hand, and said with a laugh: "Xiao Zhang, a competition does not necessarily mean that anyone will win or lose. When comparing, it is aware of his own shortcomings. This is far more important than comparing the measurement itself!"

"What the guard educates is! I must keep it in mind!"

Zhang Liang nodded vigorously and responded.

"Okay, let's have the second game!"

Fang Tianjun said.

Zhang Liang sorted out the team, then led the way forward and took Fang Tianjun and Xiao Yang to the obstacle site.

"Ge Zhiguo is out of the list!"

Zhang Liang shouted.

After losing the first game, Zhang Liang thought that he would have to find some things no matter what.

Ge Zhiguo is an off-road expert in the special forces. His record of overruns has been maintained in the entire army for many years. Until now, no one has been able to break through, and no one can even appear within five seconds, which shows his ability.

"Xiao Zhang, you are just picking some talented people out!"

The Flying Dragon Squad belongs to Fang Tianjun directly, and he can't understand the situation of the entire team.

Zhang Liang scratched his head awkwardly and said with a silly smile: "It's all about playing together!"
Chapter completed!
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