Time flows, one month later...

Location: Nameless wasteland; Project: Mountain shooting training.

The moment Bu Fan picked up the sniper rifle, that wonderful feeling appeared in Bu Fan's mind again.

"The target is not far ahead, aim and then pull the trigger. The procedure is that simple."

Bu Fan also thought about this problem when he was fine. Maybe he was like others often said, "He is born to be a sniper."

As the saying goes, God is rewarding food, there is no way, I can't be hungry.

Sometimes Bu Fan also wonders if it is as said online that he adds the soul he has become successful himself, which is equivalent to two souls controlling one body, which is equivalent to one plus one being greater than two. It is definitely easier for two people to do the same thing and work together to do it.

Bu Fan followed the feeling, after this sound appeared in his mind, he adjusted his breathing and looked at the empty wine bottle in the distance through the telescope on the gun.

breathe..

breathe..

Bang...

A sound came out, and then the empty wine bottle in the distance smashed open.

With a shot, Bu Fan, who had already seen the result in the telescope, calmly slanted the corner of his mouth.

“too    easy”

"it's as     simple   as   tha” is that simple!

"Oh, Chengcai, why did you think you shot so accurately? You can't beat me. Not to mention new recruits, you can't beat you even if you are a veteran."

Since the shooting results came out, the people from the 7th Company would say this when they saw Bu Fan.

On the day of shooting practice before, Bu Fan did not intend to show off in front of people, but was excited that a sniper could not control his gun. With ten years of hard work on the stage, he endured loneliness and practiced hard within two minutes. He scored nearly full marks in two minutes, conquered the people of the 7th Company, which made everyone admire him.

Hearing this, the others hurried over and said, "That's right, can you teach me too?"

Bu Fan smiled at them, "No problem. In fact, this shooting is not just made with bullets. The basics are very important. This is the basic notes I wrote about shooting. You can take a look. If you don't know, ask me."

When everyone saw Bu Fan handing over the goods, they quickly snatched them.

Seeing this, Bu Fan hurriedly walked to other places. If he didn't leave, he would be beaten.

Sure enough, not long after Bu Fan left Class 7, a roar came from Class 7: "Chengcai, you turtle son, you dare to lie to us, don't let us catch you..."

Speaking of which, the people in Class 7 were very happy to get Bu Fan’s secret to success. If you rob me and I, no one could do anything to the other party. After a stalemate, everyone calmly formed a circle and started negotiations.

After some urgent consultations and then voting, according to the principle of minority obeying the majority, the final solution was to discuss that everyone should not eat alone at the same time.

After all, everyone has a heart that wants to be a sharpshooter.

Then I raised my hand to vote for a prestigious person to master the notebook and read it. The others stood shoulder to shoulder, leaned on their heads, and started to read together.

Turning to the first page, "Failure is success. Whenever you fail, you have to think that you may succeed next time. So don't be discouraged, don't be discouraged, stick to persist and persist..."

A message of encouragement was written neatly on it, and a signature was left by Bu Fan, the classic and amazing success secret of the great man Bu.

Under everyone's urging, the person who was in charge of the book couldn't wait to open the second page.

“To be a sharpshooter, you only need to achieve one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent sweat…”

Then there was nothing, and the second page ended. Seeing this, the person who was in charge turned to the third page.

"In fact, 99% of sweat doesn't matter. When you want to become a sharpshooter, you first touch your right breast with your left hand and think about whether you have one percent inspiration. If not, I advise you to give up, take a shower and go to bed early, and you will have to go to the ground tomorrow."

Later, I wrote this sentence in the word "Grand number one": "I don't have one percent inspiration. I have a secret book and please read it."

OK! The person who is in charge of the book had to turn to the fourth page, which read: "If you want to practice this skill, you must first castrate yourself. If you don't castrate yourself, you will not succeed."

Seeing this, everyone was furious. If they didn't know that they had been fooled by Bu Fan, they should have checked themselves first and thought about whether they had stopped the medicine today.

The person who was in charge of books threw the notebook directly on the ground, stood up and looked around, looking for Bu Fan's figure.

"I want to ask him if he has seen a big fist with a sandbag."

At this time, a curious person didn't give up and picked up the notebook that was thrown on the ground and turned to the next page. It read: "It's useless to castrate yourself, and you still have to rely on inspiration. If there is someone who did the previous one, the author is very sorry. If you want to complain or leave a message, please stay tuned for the next update to enable the new function..."

Seeing this, this man really wanted to slap him twice in the face, "I call you a bad hand, I call you a bad hand."

It is precisely because of this reason that Bu Fan escaped very well, otherwise Bu Fan had already been cleaned up and rubbed back and forth on the ground.

Step by step, two steps, two steps

Step by step like claws

Devillike steps

Friction    Friction

Friction on this pothole ground

......

But they looked through the place but couldn't find Bu Fan's trace.

Everyone is wondering where Bu Fan is hiding?

Bu Fan, who left Class 7, was certainly not that stupid. He stayed there and was waiting to be ravaged. At this time, he had already come to other classes to connect the doors.

......

"Go to become a talent!"

Bu Fan, who was wandering around, heard someone greeting him. While making preparations before running, he turned around and saw that it was Wu Liuyi who greeted him. Then he took a deep breath and said hello to him: "Hello, Mr. Claus."

"You guys, you're a sharpshooter, what's wrong, exchange."

Wu Liuyi walked up to Bu Fan's side, without saying a word, punched Bu Fan on the shoulder, and Bu Fan took the air conditioner in pain. When he heard his words again, he couldn't help but roll his eyes at him.

I feel it myself...

He first attacked him in the name of saying hello and was injured, but now he is openly proposing a discussion and can still be more shameful.

"You bad old man, very bad."

Bu Fan certainly didn't want to, but Wu Liuyi didn't want to let Bu Fan go. Seeing that Bu Fan wanted to leave, he immediately stepped forward to stop Bu Fan, "Go away after two moves..."

Judging from Wu Liuyi's style, if he didn't go a few moves with him, it wouldn't be so easy to escape, so Bu Fan had no choice but to agree.

The two of them came to the grassland. Wu Liuyi was speaking and took the lead in attacking. Seeing this, Bu Fan could only deal with the moves when he was busy. After a few rounds, Bu Fan took the previous scene again and lay on the ground and sang conquest.

After Wu Liuyi let go, Bu Fan stood up helplessly, patted his clothes and said, "Is this OK? I'll leave first if I'm fine."

There was a big gap between the two, and Bu Fan was still self-aware and was not Wu Liuyi's opponent in his fists and feet. Now that he had satisfied his desire to use himself to raise his wish, Bu Fan just wanted to leave and find a corner and ask who he was.

Seeing Bu Fan want to leave, Wu Liuyi quickly reached out to stop Bu Fan who wanted to leave, and said with a blushing face: "Well, Chengcai, how about my hand just now? This is my unique skill. Do you want to learn it or not? I want to learn it and teach you."

Hearing this, Bu Fan stopped, raised his eyebrows at Wu Liuyi and said, "There is no free lunch in the world. I want to learn, what are the conditions?"

"You'll be dissatisfied with me. It's normal for comrades to help each other and learn from each other. I'll teach you directly..."

"Are you sure? Then I'm not polite..."

Looking at Bu Fan looking at him with a smile, Wu Liuyi's face turned redder a little, and he said in a slight sense: "Don't be polite. If you feel sorry, I'll tell you to punch, just ask me to shoot."

Bu Fan suddenly realized that he was waiting for him here.

After understanding the whole story, Bu Fan felt unhappy. He exchanged learning and exchanged learning. He needed to knock himself down and give a real warning. Is it necessary to do so?

Seeing Wu Liuyi staring at him with hope, Bu Fan thought about it and finally agreed to him to learn from each other's plan.
Chapter completed!