Chapter 109: Scared to cry (8)

Are you kidding me?
1500 meters!
Do you really think you have a super long-range sniper rifle?
Although the effective range does not represent the actual distance, the bullet can still fly at least 2000 meters, and within 1600 meters, it is lethal.
According to theory, even 2,000 meters can be beaten!
But no one did it, because you can't even see the target, so what else?
In addition.
During the flight of a bullet, it is affected by air resistance, its own gravity, wind speed, etc. The farther it is, the more it multiplies!
No one accurately estimated the ballistic trajectory.
In their view, this is simply a joke.
"The Dragon Kingdom people are too crazy!"
"If you die by yourself, God can't save it!"
"Let him fight and see if he can get a bullet on the list? It will be shameful later, but their own country."
Watch the live broadcast.
The anger was directed at Lu Yu.
With their eyes above the top, have they ever been so despised?
"Hurry up, don't waste time!"
The American general waved his hand and shouted loudly, urging Lu Yu to start quickly.
In his opinion, it is no different from looking for death.
The leader of the stick picked up a cup of tea and drank it leisurely, as if he was in control of the overall situation.
He suddenly thought of a word, in Longguo's words, that the heart is higher than the sky, and the life is thinner than paper!
"1500 meters, hilltop flagpole!"
"preparation!"
The stick gunner hugged his arms and sneered.
In his mind, he believed that Lu Yu was not sure that he had pulled the distance so far, and that long-range sniping was his weakness.
Such three people can only decide the outcome by luck!
Lu Yu took a deep breath, set up his gun, and squatted on the ground.
Begin to adjust the muzzle slowly.
With master-level shooting skills and sniper skills, double bonuses, what is he afraid of?
Humph.
Lieutenant General Gao Shiwei could not sit still.
Stand up from the position.
Even if you have confidence in Lu Yu, you can still play the drums.
"General Gao, what are you anxious for? This is what your own people requested."
The Bangzi leader took a sip of tea and said slowly.
He and the American old man looked at each other, with a triumphant smile on his face, and couldn't wait to see Lu Yu make a fool of himself.
Gao Shiwei's face was solemn and did not speak.
Staring at Lu Yu without blinking!
"shooting."
The referee ordered.
The air in the audience freezes.
boom!
Under the eyes of the public, Lu Yu's right index finger suddenly snapped, and a bullet whistled out.
Tearing the air, he rushed toward the obscure flagpole ahead.
The action is chic and smooth!
"Hit so fast again?"
The American general sneered in shock.
Sure enough, this guy wanted to try his luck!
It's a pity, this is a sniper shooting. It is not indoors. There are too many factors outside, and it is impossible to shoot so accurately even with a computer.
"1500 meters, hilltop flagpole, hit."
Nani?
The stick general who was taking his time, drinking tea, poof, sprayed the American general's face directly.
The two were instantly confused.
I think this is a joke, but this joke is not funny at all!
The translation on the other side repeated it again.
Hilltop flagpole hits.
The two of them stared at each other, frowned, took out the telescope and looked towards the mountain.
Huh? Why is the flag on the flagpole missing...
Damn it? ? ?
It's a hit! !
How can it be?
Their faces changed suddenly.
It wasn't until the people around him confirmed that the flagpole had indeed hit, and he swished and jumped up violently, unbelievably.
Seeing the shocked appearance of the two, Gao Shiwei couldn't mention how happy he was. He smiled and said, "I also want to thank you for your urging. This kid dared to disconnect the gun and hit a big luck, hehe!"
Fak squid!
The American general ate the expression of a fly.
Depressed and want to vomit blood.
Did he urge Lu Yuguo to disconnect the gun? He obviously wants the other party to hang up quickly, OK!
Unfortunately, this kid actually hit.
This became his credit, and his intestines were all regretful.
General Bangzi, also wished to slap his big mouth violently. Just now, he said that Lu Yu might not lose, but he really didn't lose...
Crow's mouth, crow's mouth!
original.
The words that the heart is higher than the sky and the life is thinner than paper are for themselves...
There was a dead silence at the scene.
An atmosphere of despair is permeating.
With an effective range of 600 meters and hitting 1500 meters, it can actually hit?
I have seen a pervert, I have never seen such a pervert!
If not at the scene, who can believe it?
Lu Yu put away the gun, stood up straight, and turned to look at the stick gunner: "It's your turn."
But there was no response.
The stick gunner twitched the corner of his mouth, crying without tears.
That's 1,500 meters, and it can knock down the flagpole, what a ghost!
He finally knows what helplessness and despair are, just like being bullied by elementary school students in kindergarten, that feeling, besides crying loudly, what else can he do?
Staring straight at the flagpole on the hill, this guy suddenly burst into tears.
He regretted it, and if he could re-elect again, he would not have another game if he died!
It's simply putting your face on the soles of people's feet to step on.
Unfortunately, the world has never regretted medicine.
This guy gave up and lost completely!
The remaining rice man gritted his teeth and shouted: "One thousand five hundred and fifty meters!"
Huh.
Everyone's eyes are focused on him.
"1550 meters, hilltop flagpole, prepare."
The American general prayed in his heart.
Even, he dedicated all the praises he could think of in a moment to their God, just to make him beat them accurately.
Go forward and lie down ~EbookFREE.me~ sideways, set up a gun, aim.
The action is indeed beautiful, but it is always aiming, aiming and aiming, aiming and aiming...
One minute, two minutes.
People around them waited and waited, their faces changed.
Why doesn't this guy shoot?
Lu Yu went up just now, with a bang, fast and cruel!
How come this American gunman is like constipation, he can't squeeze it out no matter what.
Finally, I don't know how many times I took aim.
This guy finally showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, pressing the trigger finger and pressing it down slightly.
boom.
The bullets flew, everyone quickly looked towards the top of the mountain!
amount……
Why is the flag still there?
The bright red flag is waving happily in the wind.
The bullet didn't know where it was flying!
The guy's face changed and he cursed secretly, greeting them with the family of God in his heart, which was too unreliable.
Of course, their omnipotent God must dare to take care of the Dragon Kingdom, and I am afraid that they would have been bombarded by the gods and Buddhas, 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals, and the ancestors of the Three Qings.
The stick sniper gave up, and the American sniper failed. The victory of this shooting game undoubtedly belongs to the Dragon Kingdom.
Completely suppressed!
There is no suspense.
There is not even a chance for the opponent to struggle.
In an instant, both the stick soldiers and the rice people felt unprecedented pressure.
Lu Yu just stood there relaxed, with a smile on his face.
But this smile, falling in their eyes, is undoubtedly full of danger, which can be called a devil's smile.
And those sticks who were observed through the live broadcast are also depressed one by one, and they don't dare to shout like just now.
"This victory belongs to the Dragon Kingdom. Go to the next one."
The stick general waved his hand and announced the start of the end.
Although they lost a game, they ended up in close combat, but their strengths must be won back!