"Special Forces, come on!"

"Student team, come on!"

Both sides shouted and cheered one after another, don't worry about whether the target was hit or missed. Anyway, the student team is crowded, and the sound seems to be dominant.

Everyone was staring at the shooting range, Zhao Bo and Wei Zhenhui just watched quietly by the side, and they did not attract anyone's attention.

Lu Chun was the first to play, hitting 22 and the special forces hit 28. This is a very good start.

The mouse came on the field second, and the special soldiers who faced him, saw that the mouse was a little thinner, and he didn't care about it.

As soon as the whistle sounded, the two men started shooting.

After firing 10 shots, the special forces finally found that the problem was serious.

After regaining his senses, when he glanced at the mouse with a sleepy mood, the mouse hit three more targets!

The special forces below are all sweating.

"Lao Zhang, what do you think he is doing, there is no target on him!"

"Lao Zhang, you shot, you didn't hit a shot for a long time, you didn't load a bullet!"

For Tm, Lao Zhang started to scold his mother. He wanted to hit him. Every time he took aim, he was preempted by the mouse.

Lao Zhang wanted to give this mouse a shot. How could he hit him like this? Every time he robbed him.

Wei Zhenhui narrowed his eyes and asked Zhao Long, "What is this student's name?"

Zhao Long also frowned, "I only know that everyone calls him a rat. Why, do you like it?"

Wei Zhenhui didn't speak, but looked at Zhao Bo.

"Don't look at me, look at what he wants, maybe people don't want to go to your place!" Zhao Bo just got addicted, and these students probably are eager to go to the special forces.

Lao Zhang didn't fire a shot for a long time, and the mouse fired 25 shots. Zhao Bo also saw the doorway, "How did he do it?" To be able to accurately judge the opponent's target, and then make the first hit. Quick response ability.

In fact, in this game designed by Zhao Long, the reaction ability requirements are not so high, because there are only two targets that appear at the same time.

The mouse fired 30 shots in a row, and Lao Zhang's side finally opened.

The special forces were so anxious that they could go up and change Lao Zhang. Their advantage of leading by 8 just now suddenly became 21 behind.

What a **** mood this is.

The students were even more shocked.

"When did the rat have this stunt!"

"I can't see it, the mouse has small eyes, it is really accurate!"

"See you, we are now more than 20 ahead!"

"You said that we all want to play like mice, do special soldiers also get trapped!"

"Take it down, I guess our class won't be able to find the second one!"

This is indeed true. Even Su Mian didn't dare to try. If she wanted to fight, she would finish her own side first, and then go to the other side.

The mice hit 40 in total, and Zhang hit 10.

This result...

Next, the special forces fired up, and four people in a row didn't know if they were stimulated by the mice. They completely crushed the student team. Before Luo Fang came on the field, the student team was 11 rings behind.

Luo Fang's bullet was loaded, and then he glanced at the opponent a few seconds before the whistle sounded.

Luo Fang is usually a tomboy, and he is familiar with special forces. Everyone treats her like her brother.

In fact, Luo Fang doesn't look ugly. It can even be said that as long as she stands there quietly, she is also a beauty.

However, Luo Fang couldn't be free, often sitting on the grass, his posture was more manly than a man.

So when Luo Fang smiled just now, the special soldiers on the field were stunned, almost as if they had seen a ghost.

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