It was so fast that people's eyes couldn't keep up with Zhang Yang's hand speed.

"Crack!"

The sound of loading made people's hearts beat suddenly.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

…

Without any warning, gunshots rang out, so densely that no one had time to count how many shots were fired. Zhang Yang had already put down the extremely eye-catching gold version of the Desert Eagle with a smile on his face.

"It's over?!" John forgot to look at the electronic display and stared blankly at the two magazines on the table.

"Yes, finished cumming."

"Ah, it's really over!"

John picked up the magazine and screamed out of control, while Su Dafeng and Ruan Wenwu looked dull, with their eyes wide open, looking at the magazine on the table in disbelief. They didn't see Zhang Yang clearly at all.

When to load the gun and when to put the bullet into the magazine.

shock!

shock!

While shocked, almost all three of them thought Zhang Yang was playing magic. It is impossible for a person's hand speed to reach such a fast speed, especially Ruan Wenwu. He has always been proud of his speed. Now, his self-esteem has been seriously affected.

of blow.

"Achievements...ah...twenty-one and ten rings..."

John looked at the results on the electronic display with fear. Yes, it was indeed twenty-one and ten rings!

"impossible!"

"impossible!"

"impossible!"

…

John kept mumbling, and his body was already walking towards the target like a man possessed. He didn't believe it, and he wanted to check the target himself. Su Dafeng and Ruan Wenwu looked at Zhang Yang in shock. They had never thought about Zhang Yang.

To be so powerful has already subverted Zhang Yang's image in their minds.

Everyone in the entire shooting room looked at Zhang Yang with awe. If a person can shoot twenty-one bullets in an instant and hit the bullseye, then that means that with a gun, he can shoot in an instant.

One pull can kill twenty-one people.

This is an extremely dangerous person!

Almost everyone had this frightening thought.

Originally, among Zhang Yang, Su Dafeng and Ruan Wenwu, John's men regarded Ruan Wenwu as an extremely dangerous person and ignored Zhang Yang and Su Dafeng. Unexpectedly, this gentle and quiet Zhang Yang was even more dangerous, which made John's group

The men felt a chill running down their spines, and they suddenly realized what a stupid thing they had done. If Zhang Yang were the enemy, he could kill everyone in this shooting room almost instantly.

The more they thought about it, the more frightened they became. They kept exchanging glances, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, and their hands couldn't help but touch the weapons at their waists.

"Oh, God, it's unbelievable!"

While everyone was thinking wildly, John suddenly exclaimed, pulling everyone back. Apparently, John had identified the red heart that all twenty-one of Zhang Yang's bullets had hit. Old John was shocked beyond measure, as there was only one on the target.

Bullet holes, and behind the target can be seen the holes formed by a nest of bullets crowded together.

"Zhang, dear Zhang, you are the messenger sent to me by God!"

The fat on Mr. John's chin kept trembling. He walked up to Zhang Yang excitedly and hugged Zhang Yang tightly. Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel dumbfounded by the old man. He was still not used to being hugged by a grown man.

It was exactly what the old man said. If you want to gain the respect of this old white man, you must use real force.

"Zhang Yang, I have a very important matter that I need your help with." John suddenly gritted his teeth and said with a ferocious light in his eyes, as if he was a ferocious beast waiting for prey.

"I am very happy to serve you." Zhang Yang did not refuse. For the sake of the old man, it was only natural to help John.

"Haha, okay, I am indeed a disciple of my good friend. It's so good, so good, Zhang, let's not be in a hurry. I need to confirm whether your marksmanship is real. Come on, let's go outside to play UFO..."

Looking at the back of the old white man who left first, Zhang Yang couldn't help but smile. Obviously, the old man was still testing him. You must know that shooting targets and shooting UFOs are completely different things. A true firearms master can only be seen from shooting UFOs.

strength.

Su Dafeng and Ruan Wenwu remained silent and followed closely. They suddenly realized that they had developed a distance from Zhang Yang. This distance was like an insurmountable gap. Especially Su Dafeng, the expression on his face was

His brows were always furrowed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

…

When everyone went from the basement to the hillside behind the villa, they realized why the villa was so large. Behind the hillside was an open-air shooting range with all the equipment available. It seemed that this old man was interested in firearms and shooting.

It has reached a fever pitch.

"Multidirectional?" When John walked to the shooting position and picked up a rifle, he turned back to Zhang Yang and asked.

"Whatever." Zhang Yang is not modest. This is in the United States. Humility is not a virtue. Americans have strong behaviors**. If Zhang Yang is modest, it may be seen as a cowardly behavior in the eyes of Americans. This is

It is an American national surname.

"Then go ahead!" The old man nodded appreciatively and signaled the shooting range staff to start making preparations.

When the UFO is shooting in multiple directions, the maximum flight distance of the UFO target is 75 meters, the flight time is 4 to 5 seconds, and the best hit distance of the shotgun is within 35 meters. Therefore, the shooter must complete the firing within 15 to 15 meters of the target flying out of the target trench.

, that is to say, the shooter must complete a series of actions of carrying the gun, aiming, and firing within 0.4 to 0.6 seconds. It is conceivable that the actions are rapid and the reaction is rapid.

The shooting range of the multi-directional UFO competition is generally 15 meters. Six shooters compete in five shooting locations. There are 15 target throwing machines in the target trench, and each group of 3 machines has 3 target throwing directions. After throwing the target

, the target rotates and flies into the air. Their flight speed is generally 80 kilometers per hour, and the distance they fly in the air is generally 65-80 meters.

The gun is a loaded M16A4 assault rifle, the standard equipment of the US Marine Corps in the US-Iraq war in the early 21st century, rather than a competition-specific pneumatic rifle.

Anyone who knows a little bit about point shooting competitions knows that the flying saucer shooting is not a live ammunition shooting, but a kind of shotgun. Live ammunition means that the difficulty increases exponentially.

Su Dafeng and Ruan Wenwu couldn't help but look at each other. Obviously, they understood how difficult this kind of live ammunition shooting was.
Chapter completed!