Soon, the originally 100-meter target was moved to a position of 300 meters.

Although the effective range of Type 95 is 400 meters, it uses its own mechanical aiming when shooting, so it depends entirely on eyesight.

The distance of 300 meters is a bit blurry just by looking at the naked eye, let alone to a specific location.

The position of the chest ring target is the size of a fist. Looking across 300 meters, it is impossible to see clearly.

Therefore, if you want to hit the shooting position, you can only score seven points of luck and three points of strength. Shooting masters like Xiao Fei dare not say that they have ten rings on their guns. Whether they can play the target is a problem.

Seeing that Chen Feng didn't care much, Li Xiang couldn't help asking, "Are you ready?"

Chen Feng nodded and said, "You can shoot at any time."

Li Xiang said: "When you walk by the river, you can't get your shoes wet. When a thousand-mile horse is always a slap. Don't talk too much, so as not to slap in the face."

Looking at the entire mobile regiment, there were few people who dared to challenge it, and Chen Feng didn't take it seriously.

This kid probably is a little drifty.

Chen Feng suddenly said, "Company Commander, can you jump up and fight?"

It's not comfortable to fight while lying down. If he jumps up and fights, it will be much easier. With the talent of SS-level shooting, he can play jumping snipers, and his hit rate can reach more than 90%.

The 300-meter target was fixed there, and Chen Feng hit it almost like playing.

Li Xiang's face darkened, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch, and he growled: "Be serious, don't waste my bullets!"

300 meters, tell me that I jumped up and beat him, why don’t I fly up and beat him? It’s a fool!

Chen Feng shouted loudly: "Yes!"

Swish!

Chen Feng suddenly set up the 95-shaped type and pulled the trigger continuously at the target in the distance.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Five consecutive gunfires, it feels no different from automatic continuous shooting.

Everyone was stunned.

Did Chen Feng accidentally transfer the single shot to continuous shots? This way he could hit the target?

This is 300 meters. Even if you aim at 88 snipers, you can ensure the hit rate. As a result, Chen Feng's 95-style quick shooting...

Xiao Yunjie whispered: "What are you playing with by the Leopard God? You won't be able to make us lonely."

Yan Poyue frowned and said nothing.

He has no confidence in this distance, quick shooting.

The squad leader Zhang Tianyang's eyes were a little confused.

"What's this guy doing? Can you beat this like this? It's over, the company commander will definitely curse people later."

Zhang Tianyang is a veteran, with good shooting ability and strong judgment. He is the person who is most likely to be selected into the Cheetah Commando in the Special Service Company.

But he can't understand Chen Feng at all now.

Li Xiang's mouth twitched and he almost started to curse.

At this time, a call from the target player came from a distance: "Target position No. 3, 50 ring!"

Buzz...

Everyone's minds seemed to explode, and they completely fell into silence.

Time seemed to be frozen for three seconds, and then a noise broke out.

Everyone looked at Chen Feng with horror.

"I haven't heard of this? Can you even hit 50 rings? When will it be so easy to shoot at 300 meters?"

"Does his bullets all have eyes?"

"The God of Leopard, it's too awesome. He just beat me so casually and didn't take it seriously at all. It feels like he's finished the handicrafts quickly."

"It's worthy of being the leopard god, and we've gained a lot of experience."

At this time, Li Xiang's face seemed to have a flower growing on his face, and he shouted: "Good shooting skills!"

Sure enough, it was right to keep this kid, and the honor of the special service was pressing on him.

The 300-meter fight was so easy, it was obvious that it was hiding its strength.

Li Xiang turned to Chen Feng and said, "Do you dare to try a 500-meter target?"

Chen Feng nodded immediately and said, "Then let's challenge it, by the way, you can jump up..."

Li Xiang ignored Chen Feng's words at all and shouted directly to the intercom: "Move the target position back 200 meters."

Soon, the target was moved to a position of 500 meters.

Everyone's attention was now focused on Chen Feng, and they all held their breath, and no one made any sound.

This is a 500-meter distance, and the effective range of Type 95 is 400 meters, which means that after the bullets are fired out of 400 meters, they float up and cannot control the accuracy at all.

The most serious point is to observe the target 500 meters away with your naked eyes, which is a small dot!

How to fight?

Many people are looking forward to it. After all, Chen Feng’s trick just now is indeed beautiful, and no one expected that he could hit 50 rings.

Will you also give everyone a surprise this time?

Yan Poyue's eyes were a little complicated at this time. Chen Feng could quickly score 50 rings within 300 meters, and his strength was far ahead of him. If he could achieve good results in 500 meters, the gap would be extraordinary.

"Can he hit?" Yan Poyue inexplicably felt a little expectant.

At this time, when Chen Feng aimed at the target again, the target was only the size of a rice grain in his eyes.

However, he has the talent of S-level jungle combat, which gives him the keen observation ability of goshawks. Although the target's sight is small, he still sees it very clearly.

He is combining his S-level shooting talent, so he is not only a tiger in the forest, but also a son of a goshawk.

Chen Feng took a deep breath, locked the target, and pulled the trigger continuously.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang.

Five consecutive intensive gunfires.

This is the same as the shooting speed ahead.

Everyone remained silent, no one spoke, quietly waiting for the results.

The same is true for Chen Feng. After all, the bullet will begin to deviate if it exceeds 400 meters of effective range and cannot accurately lock the target.

If it is within 400 meters, he is 100% sure. In addition, it depends on his performance on the spot. However, he has a 90% shooting rate, even if there is a deviation, his performance will not be too bad.

Now Chen Feng only has the ss-level shooting talent. Once he reaches the ss-level, he will be 100% sure as long as the bullet can reach it.

Not long after, the caller shouted: "Target position No. 3, 10 rings, 19 ring, 18 ring, and 47 rings in total!"

Slap sex...

A burst of warm applause sounded, and everyone looked at Chen Feng with admiration.

Without 50 rings, everyone was not surprised. If they could play 50 rings like this, they all doubted whether Chen Feng had superpowers.

Li Xiang's face was filled with smiles and said, "No, good, the effective range of Type 95 is 400 meters. You can achieve such a result when you shoot quickly at 500 meters, breaking our regiment... No, it should be the record of the border troops."

"What? That's a record breaker?"

Chen Feng was stunned.

The next moment, the system's prompt sounded in his mind: "The host turned on record-breaking mode, the rifle broke the team's record, and rewarded 50 experience points."
Chapter completed!