The Peak Showdown in the Jungle (2)

"..." Feng Er and Song Xiaotian looked at each other and nodded.

I only heard Wu Qiang shouting at the top of his lungs: "Get ready..."

Feng Er and Song Xiaotian both concentrated their energy and prepared to attack.

But a few seconds later, what the two nervous people heard was not the sound of gunshots, but Wu Qiang's exclamation: "It's stuck?"

Feng Er and Song Xiaotian turned around and glanced coldly at Wu Qiang behind them, wishing they could step on him to the ground without even being able to buckle the button.

"Hehe...Boss, wait a moment, this old gun has this temper, I can fix it right away!" Wu Qiang said with a sneer.

"Count!" Song Xiaotian yelled coldly, which made Wu Qiang tremble all over and quickly started counting.

"three……"

"two……"

"one……"

"Shua..." As soon as Wu Qiang said the word "one", Feng Fei and Song Xiaotian were like two arrows, jumping into the woods, and Wu Qiang was shocked by the next scene.

"Bang bang..." As soon as the two entered the woods, gunshots rang out one after another in the woods.

"My mother? Western cowboy?" Wu Qiang threw away the rifle in his hand as if he was frightened, jumped up and hid behind a big tree nearby.

Because he saw Feng Er and Song Xiaotian shooting at each other with pistols in the woods. He had only seen that scene in Western cowboy movies before.

In the past, he didn't believe that there was a duel style like that of western cowboys, but now he completely believed it, because he saw two lunatics who were even stupider than western cowboys. The duel between western cowboys was still about fighting for women or profit.

, but these two madmen just wanted to compare their marksmanship...

When he was sure that what he saw was not an illusion, Wu Qiang was completely dumbfounded: "Brothers, that's a pistol, not a water gun..."

In the woods.

Song Xiaotian and Feng Er were marching side by side on a horizontal line, twenty or thirty meters apart. It seemed that neither one wanted to fall behind or lead.

There is no doubt that falling behind means losing, but being ahead means giving your back to others.

This is an ultra-difficult marksmanship training that is very popular in the mercenary circle. It is a super practical training method that tests people's marksmanship, judgment, eyesight, physical strength and other comprehensive qualities.

The most important thing is that in this kind of training, usually the two of them are not enemies, and they are even teammates in many cases. Therefore, they must not only maintain their accurate shooting skills to hit the target, but also ensure that they do not hit the target's vital points, even if they do.

It is only a skin trauma or a penetrating injury to the soft tissue on the surface of the skin.

To put it bluntly, if you want to hit the opponent, you can only hit the ball all over. Otherwise, even if the shooting party loses, you can imagine the difficulty of this kind of game. Only desperadoes dare to play this kind of crazy game. At the same time, you must

Only those who know each other very well and trust each other dare to play.

Because even if someone stands still and lets him hit, the average person may not be able to hit such a difficult "edge ball". If the hit goes wrong...

"Bang bang..." The gunshots in the woods were still ringing intermittently. The bullets in Song Xiaotian's gun were almost empty. He was using a domestic QSG92 pistol. This gun was given to him by Ye Zi in the morning.

His domestic QSG92 pistol and Feng Er's Beretta 9/type pistol both have an effective range of fifty meters, and their shooting accuracy is about the same. What makes Song Xiaotian a headache now is that he only has four bullets in his gun, but Feng Er

There are still five rounds left, and it is the difference in this bullet that will give Feng Er a big opportunity.

Although the two of them had not suffered any loss from the beginning of the shooting, each of them had fired eleven shots, and the actual magazine capacity of the guns used by the two of them was the same, but Song Xiaotian knew very well that for a real gunman,

It seemed that they would all carry their guns loaded, so he concluded that Feng Er's gun must still have five bullets in it.

Obviously these last few bullets will be the time for the two to show off, because no one will give you the opportunity to change the magazine in this kind of game. Although everyone has the opportunity to change the magazine, you must change the magazine.

Hide yourself. Once you hide yourself, others will definitely be far away from you, so you still lose.

Therefore, there is only one way to win, and that is to restrain each other, contain each other, and find opportunities to hit the opponent in this gap. This is the only way out.

"Shuashuashua..."

Both of them shuttled quickly through the woods, just like two monkeys hiding in the bushes and behind the big trees. While protecting themselves, they also looked for opportunities to hit each other.

Less than fifty meters ahead is the big tree that was promised in advance. Just run to the parallel line of the big tree and you can return.

Suddenly, Song Xiaotian noticed that Feng Er on the left jumped out from behind a big tree, flipped forward and landed on the ground, then rolled and hid behind a pine tree about 30 meters in front of Song Xiaotian's left.

Feng Er was very fast. Song Xiaotian did not take action rashly this time because there were too many unstable factors when shooting while others were moving at high speed and complexity.

Song Xiaotian looked forward and smiled because he found that there was an open space of nearly ten meters in front of Feng Er.

"Haha, brother..." Song Xiaotian laughed and said: "How about it, it doesn't seem to be easy to get through here, right? Now if you want to rush through the open space here, you have to ask about the gun in my hand!"

"Brother, don't be in a hurry to shoot. If the shot misses and I have an extra bullet for you, your 20 million will be mine!" Feng Er shouted loudly while hiding behind the pine tree.

road.

Obviously, he didn't know that Song Xiaotian's gun already had one less bullet than him, because he regarded Song Xiaotian as a professional gunman like him.

At this time, Feng Er was indeed hiding behind a pine tree and did not dare to go out. He was very worried now. He was not afraid of losing, nor was he reluctant to part with the 20 million. He was really very afraid of Song Xiaotian's marksmanship.

Because several times Song Xiaotian's bullets had grazed his clothes, there were still several burn marks on his clothes from the high-speed rotating bullets.

What was even more terrifying was that one of the bullets grazed his chest while he was running. You must know that at such a short distance, the initial velocity of the bullet plus the speed of his own movement are negligible, but still

There will be some very subtle deviations and there will be many unstable factors.

Just like that shot, if he had run a little faster or Song Xiaotian's gun had been fired even a little slower, then that shot would have definitely penetrated his heart from the right side of his body.

The gun in Song Xiaotian's hand was a domestic QSG92 pistol. He had seen it, and this gun used DAP9mm pistol bullets with excellent penetrating power, which could penetrate 1.3mm thick 232 steel plate within fifty meters.

Finally, he could break through a 50 mm thick pine board. He absolutely believed that within a distance of 20 to 30 meters, his body would definitely not be as thick as the steel plate or pine board.

He even wondered several times if this kid wanted to kill him on purpose, but his shooting skills were limited and he just missed him.

At this time, there was a confrontation between the two. Feng Er did not dare to go out rashly, and Song Xiaotian did not dare to act rashly. He only saw his eyes waiting unblinking for Feng Er's hiding place. Of course, he was not willing to give up such a good opportunity.
Chapter completed!