Lao Gao was really angry with Lin Feng's attitude, "Don't use a sight to hit the mobile target. You think you are a god. If you don't use a sight to hit the mobile target, I, the squadron leader, let you do it! But if it doesn't work, you must apologize. I think you are insulting every soldier who has trained carefully."

Lin Feng shrugged his shoulders and smiled and said, "I'm just telling the truth, and it doesn't mean anything. Of course, you want me to apologize, but the premise is that you can beat me."

"Who can't talk nonsense? You have the ability to distinguish between high and low wins on the training ground." Lao Gao snorted coldly.

"You can do it first, let me see what you are proud of." Lin Feng smiled faintly and made a gesture of invitation.

Lao Gao snorted coldly, "You are the one who can't even pull a gun bolt, but you still want to teach me a lesson? Let's do it for the next life!"

Eight hundred meters away, the mobile target has been installed. Each moving target slot is about ten meters long, and the target's movement speed is three seconds and one meter. This means that a shot only takes five seconds to aim for you.

A distance of 800 meters, in such a short time, it is definitely a great challenge to hit the target and shoot the gunman, because you must simulate the ballistics of the bullet in your mind, accurately calculate the wind speed, the rate of fire, and other factors that can affect the bullet.

Using a Type 95 rifle to shoot the moving target at 800 meters away is definitely an extreme sport, and even Lao Gao is very nervous.

Lao Gao came to the predetermined position, stood firm, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, then suddenly opened his eyes, held the gun, and waited for the pulse of his heartbeat to be adjusted to synchronize with his breathing, and shouted suddenly, "Start!"

The gun target in the distance just started to operate, and Lao Gao's gun fired. When the first shot pulled the trigger, he had a very mysterious feeling. This was a natural feeling for shooting. He only knew that this shot was hit!

After the first shot hit, Lao Gao's morale was greatly boosted and his mentality became more relaxed. He thought that as long as he hit the target, he would be sure to win. Could that person who couldn't even pull the bolt of the rifle could hit a mobile target 800 meters away? It's a dream!

The mentality is relaxed, Lao Gao's shooting is more casual, but the hit rate is constantly increasing.

In just fifty seconds, Lao Gao completed all the shooting. As the bullets were shot, he put down his gun with satisfaction and breathed a sigh of relief.

Already in his heart, Lao Gao said to the walkie-talkie: "Report the target!"

Then, the recorder's voice came clearly from the walkie-talkie, and all five shots hit the target, totaling thirty-five rings!

Hearing the recorder's voice, everyone in the audience took a breath. Oh my God, this is 800 meters. It would be great if I could hit the target with one shot.

As a sniper, the ostrich was even more amazing. Even he didn't dare to pat his chest and say that he could hit the target with a gun, and he also scored a terrifying result of 35 rings.

"The high school team is worthy of being the high school team. I am convinced. It seems that I can only hide it for the time being when I have committed his dream." The ostrich said in a little disappointed manner.

"Ostrich, I think you have no idea, otherwise the dog head can torture you to death." The health officer laughed. This result was too terrifying for them.

"I have always known that Lao Gao's marksmanship is good, but I didn't expect it to be so good. It's so perverted." Lao Pao shook his head and sighed.

Miao Lian looked at his old comrades-in-arms with a complicated expression. This guy's shooting skills are not as good as the first sharpshooter back then. At the same time, he looked at Lin Feng. He still liked this young man very much, but even if he liked it, it could not change a fact. Lin Feng would definitely lose in this game!

"The Gun God who doesn't need a sight is here." Lao Gao put the Type 95 rifle back to its original place, looking at Lin Feng with a smile on his face.

Lin Feng smiled slightly and pinched his right hand. The sight of the spear head and the sight were pinched into iron pieces. He said calmly: "To be honest, for me, it's really no difference whether to use the sight or not."

Lao Gao nodded and said sarcastically: "Yes, you can't hit the target or not any sight anyway, so there is no difference."

Lin Feng didn't refute, and came to the designated location with a gun, squinted his eyes and looked for a long time, then turned around and asked, "I agreed that those with high rings will win, right?"

"certainly!"

"Okay, let you see what the Gun God is today." Lin Feng pulled a curve into the corner of his mouth, turned his head and looked forward, his eyes suddenly began to automatically focus, capturing and enlarging the target 800 meters away. The target was suddenly magnified more than ten times.

In ancient times, there were archers who could use bows and arrows to drill out of the holes of copper coins. In addition to hard practice, the most important thing was eyesight. Legend has it that a person kept staring at a fly, and one day the fly would become as big as a mountain.

In fact, this is related to the reflex of eyes. As a master who can subdue a body of qi and blood, Lin Feng can already know every part of his body, let alone overuse his eyes. It is simply too easy for Lin Feng.

After adjusting the focus ability of his eyes, Lin Feng's eyes were like a digital camera. Everything he saw could be big or small. Now the target was like a hill in his eyes, and the movement speed was very slow.

He glanced at everyone from the corner of his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of Lin Feng's mouth, and he shouted softly, "Start!"

Eight hundred meters away, the gun target immediately began to run automatically.

However, after the gun target came out, five seconds passed by, but Lin Feng was still standing there without firing.

"I said, this guy, can't you even shoot me?" The ostrich was confused by Lin Feng's actions. What exactly did this great god want to do?

"Maybe he admits defeat. Instead of firing five shots in a row, it is better not to shoot a single shot. Although this is a bit embarrassing, overall, face can still be saved." The health practitioner tried to analyze Lin Feng from a psychological perspective.

"Isn't it more embarrassing to not shoot a shot? I don't even have the courage to fight, so I'm still a man." Lao Pao said with a frown.

"Maybe it's really what the health workers said, it's to ensure the full-scale." Xiao Geng also analyzed it almost the same as the health workers.

Miao Lian, who was standing aside, felt a little disappointed, but there was no fluctuation on his face, and he was just waiting for the development of things.

He wanted to curse himself in anger. You have blown so much, but you can't shoot it? If Lin Feng is his soldier, he must have a good meal of Lin Feng so that he knows what it means to eat randomly and not to speak randomly.

Lao Gao, who was in a somewhat impatient mood, was about to step forward and scold Lin Feng angrily.

As a result, at this moment, Lin Feng moved and his fingers suddenly pulled the trigger...
Chapter completed!