Xia Zhengyang wisely ignored his baby granddaughter, glanced across the non-commissioned officers, nodded with satisfaction, and then said to Chen Liuhe: "Since you are so confident, how can you compare? It's up to me to decide what to compare, right?"

Chen Liuhe obviously used to Xia Zhengyang's shamelessness. He rolled his eyes and was too lazy to care about anything. He just nodded in agreement. The smile on Xia Zhengyang's face became even more serious and pointed to the shooting range not far away and said, "Then let's play a three-game and two-win system. The first game is better than shooting!"

"Haha, it seems that there are sharpshooters here!" Chen Liuhe said with a smile.

A non-commissioned officer said loudly: "Report, sorry, I am ashamed! The current military district's target shooting record is me! Rifles shooting from two hundred meters away, ten ninety-eight rings! On average, each shot is 9:8 rings!"

Hearing this, Chen Liuhe glanced at him, nodded slightly, and said, "The rifle shooting targets two hundred meters away is indeed two brushes that can achieve such a near-perfect result!"

He walked to the sniper god in vain, looked him up and down, punched him on his chest, and scolded with a smile: "Is it embarrassing to have the shooting record held by others? Don't say that you are the soldier I have led in the future, I can't afford to lose that person!"

The sniper god rubbed his chest and smiled bitterly: "Instructor, that's a rifle, not a field I'm good at. I'm the record holder of the 500-meter sniper mobile target shooting in the military region!"

Chen Liuhe chuckled, ignored the sniper god, glanced at him again, and said, "A bunch of rookies, let me tell you today what is the difference between an old bird and a rookie!"

The group came to the shooting range. Chen Liuhe weighed some assault rifles, including the light rifle with a long-range high lethality. He said to Xia Zhengyang: "Old man, since it is a competition, let's have some head-to-head comparisons. I can't tell anything if I shoot a target with a two hundred meters alone. Why not do this? Use a light rifle with a five hundred meters range to shoot a target!"

As soon as these words were said, everyone was shocked. What? Use a light rifle to shoot a target with a target five hundred meters away? Damn, at such a long distance, it is difficult to see the target. OK, how can I shoot this?

Everyone looked at Chen Liuhe with a pen-like look. He had already classified Chen Liuhe as a brag without drafting, and he had never seen anyone who shot targets! He used a sniper rifle directly from five hundred meters away. Who used a light rifle?

Xia Zhengyang also sneered: "Boy, don't brag about your cowhide to heaven!"

Chen Liuhe shrugged: "Are you bragging? You will know later? How about it, dare you? Anyone can hit a target of two hundred meters, and I can shoot ten rings even if I hold a gun in one hand. It's so boring!"

Chen Liuhe is not showing off. His idea is very simple. Since Xia Zhengyang wants him to kill these elite soldiers, he will follow Xia Zhengyang's will and make his men more ruthless!

The light rifle shot a target of 500 meters, which really made everyone silent. Regardless of whether Chen Liuhe was bragging or not, few people had beaten them anyway!

"Hmph, I think you are afraid of shooting targets for 200 meters? If you have the ability, compete with me for 200 meters! I see how you can hold the gun in one hand and shoot ten rings!" The record holder with a range of 200 meters snorted coldly.

Chen Liuhe looked at him, and there was a touch of playfulness on his face: "Are you scared? Do you really want to compete with me for two hundred meters?"

"I'm afraid you won't dare! The record of the Ninety-Eight Ring was maintained by me last year. Now I have the confidence to beat you better!" said the young man.

Chen Liuhe nodded and looked at Xia Zhengyang: "What do you say? Let's compare, this is the first game?"

Xia Zhengyang had no doubt about Chen Liuhe's military skills at all. He just didn't know if he had regressed after more than a year of abandonment. He calmed down and nodded, "Bi! But what you said yourself, hold the gun in one hand!"

This sentence not only caused Chen Liuhe Lei to fall down, but everyone else was also stunned. He looked at the Samsung General, the old man with a smile and tears, when did he become so shameless?

How to shoot with a light rifle in one hand? Can the gun be held firmly? Stop shooting!

What made people even more shocked was that Chen Liuhe nodded readily: "Okay! What I said must count! I have played a rogue with you, the old man, and I have never won!"

The shooting began, and the young non-commissioned officer came first. He was ready and looked at Chen Liuhe with contempt, with a confident expression on his face, and said harshly: "You must lose!"

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After ten shots, the target will be reported! Nine ten rings, one nine rings! A total of ninety-nine rings!

This result makes people feel so cool that they break the record again!

Xia Zhengyang laughed happily, smiling very cheerfully, and the others also looked excited, and ran over to hug the young non-commissioned officer to celebrate!

In their opinion, this result is already a sure win! Not to mention that Chen Liuhe also has to hold the gun with one hand, even if he holds the gun with both hands and keeps calm and concentrates on fighting, he will not be able to surpass this result!

There is only the Sniper God, and he still maintains a solemn expression because he knows very well that when facing Chen Liuhe, don’t be too happy until the final conclusion is finally made. This is a man who is good at creating miracles!

"Xiao Liuzi, why don't you give up directly! Ninety-nine rings, this is incomparable! Aren't you going to score an unsatisfactory result and losing in strength, it's too embarrassing to spread it!"

Xia Zhengyang said proudly, even if it was him, he thought that this achievement was too difficult to surpass. Even if Chen Liuhe, who held a gun in one hand, performed extremely well, he would never be able to make a fortune, right?

"How can you know if you don't try?" Chen Liuhe smiled lightly. Xia Donghu's little expression was full of solemn expression. He pulled Dabai behind Chen Liuhe, pulled his clothes, and said very seriously: "Chen Liuhe, we are not comparing to bully people!"

Chen Liuhe turned around, looked at Xia Donghu, who was tall and knew his waist, and smiled and said, "Do you say I'm bullying them, or are they bullying me?"

Xia Donghu threw it to Chen Liuhe and rolled his eyes and said, "Chen Liuhe, you are helpless! Pretending to be striking without a lower limit will be struck by lightning!"

Chen Liuhe chuckled, picked up the light rifle that he could bear, held it with one hand, and said lightly: "Open the target!" At this moment, Chen Liuhe calmly became calm and focused.

People around him don’t care about this, because no one can think that Chen Liuhe can win. It’s good to shoot a target with a gun in one hand. Don’t leave the target. You still want to surpass the Ninety-Nine Rings? It’s absolutely impossible!
Chapter completed!