Chapter 463: Asymmetric match

Everyone was shocked to see that the dust in the air was gradually cleaned by the breeze.
It's too fast, it's incredible.
Eighteen shots!
There are no eighteen consecutive guns. The sound of gunfire is dense and excessive, and there is no hesitation. What's more frightening is that Zhang Yang's face is always a relaxed expression, as if there is no slight pressure.
The shooting range seemed to have a strange atmosphere permeating the air, and everyone's minds were controlled by the rifle in Zhang Yang's hands.
"Please!" Zhang Yang's polite voice broke the silence.
The blond young man's face was flushed, and his eyes were clear from the beginning. It was an indescribable feeling.
pressure!
Huge psychological pressure is pressing on Caesar's heart and every blood vessel. His confidence has disappeared after Zhang Yang shot eighteen shots.
Everyone felt Caesar's tremendous pressure. As Caesar's muzzle was raised and he was ready to shoot, the air became more depressing. Everyone had a feeling of hanging their hearts, which was very unreliable.
How many groups does Caesar report?
"Seven groups." Just as everyone thought, Caesar reported his shooting data. His voice was husky, making people feel a helpless husky. Suddenly, everyone felt that the young man had It ’s a pity that Kara both sighed deeply. Obviously, he let Caesar participate in the game. It was a wrong decision. This time, his contempt was likely to be a fatal blow to Caesar ’s confidence. This confidence will be severely damaged by his failure.
Seven groups, twenty targets, can Caesar hit?
Caesar didn't shout to start, he lowered the raised gun, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.
Caesar was under a lot of pressure. He felt his fingers tremble. When he pulled the trigger on his finger, he didn't have the same sense of stability as before, but there was a slight slip.
He must take a deep breath to calm himself.
He can't lose, he can't!
Finally, Caesar opened his eyes, his confident expression returned to his face again, and raised his gun to signal ...
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
...
The bullet fired wildly, like hail ...
"Peng!"
"Peng!"
...
It is weird that this time the design created an illusion of everyone ’s vision, as if those in the air were bursting in half, the shot bullets and the explosion of the flying saucer formed two dense sounds, as if there was a kind of power Separating the two sounds in general, extremely clear ...
This is no longer a shooting, but a show.
The twenty-first target, the flying saucer has flew 70 meters away ...
Wen Wu's pupils tightened abruptly, and Su Dafeng felt his heart beating to his throat. Everyone saw that the flying saucer was about to land.
Time has solidified again in general.
All eyes are on the flying saucer ...
"Well!" A crisp sound.
The flying saucer hit a burst between the electric light flints that fell on the ground, just like a slow motion. People saw that the parallelism of the bullet shooting angle to the ground was very small. After the flying saucer broke, the grass was lifted by a grass wave.
Defeated!
Defeated!
This shot, in fact, Caesar has lost, the moment the bullet hit the flying saucer, the lower half of the flying saucer had swept to the grass tip ...
Caesar stared blankly at the grass in the distance. It was seventeen meters away. It was the longest flying distance of the flying saucer. He still lost. Although this was the best time he had played, the truth was, He still lost!
Caesar's blue eyes revealed a loss, this time his only chance to enter the core of family rights, and it is his best design, but he still lost.
Do not!
Do not!
He hasn't lost yet, he still has a chance, because Zhang Yang only shot eighteen targets, and he, even if the last UFO is not, but he also shot twenty targets ...
Caesar's spirit rose suddenly.
"Sir, it's your turn, please!" Caesar's eyes lit up hope again.
"Fourteen!" Zhang Yang reported the number with a smile.
...
Suddenly, the air became strangely quiet, and people felt that their hearts and blood had stopped flowing.
In the fourteen groups, the eyes of everyone were filled with incredible expressions. This is a shocking statistic. You must know that Caesar has just failed to catch just seven groups. The last goal is controversial. The surname doubled once.
At this time, everyone suddenly found that each increase in Zhang Yang was twice the Caesar's shooting, and the increase was one at a time ...
If Zhang Yang is either a genius or a lunatic.
However, it is clear that the probable surname of a genius is much larger than that of a madman.
"Yes ... yes ... sorry ..." The target control staff touched their bare heads.
"Huh?" Zhang Yang frowned.
"No, no ... Dear sir, there are 15 multi-directional flying saucer targets, each of which is a group of three. In fact, there are only five groups. Because of the unexpected situation, there will be two groups of spares in the target. Yes, so there are already seven groups. There are no fourteen groups at all ... "The bald Afro-American was looked at by Zhang Yang, scared back and forth, with a pair of eyes looking at Zhang Yang's rifle in fear, for fear he would fire again. shooting.
"It's ... sorry." Zhang Yang shrugged and looked at Old John with regret.
Everyone couldn't help but look at Old John with a disappointed expression, including Cara and Caesar hoping to see how Zhang Yang shot fourteen groups of fifty-two flying saucer targets.
"Is there a way?" Old John looked at the black man, a little depressed, but when he was excited, he was poured with a basin of cold water.
"Yes ..." The black man hesitated.
"Say!" Old John blinked.
"Actually, a target aircraft can continuously launch a flying saucer, just ..."
"Just what?"
"Because it is not launched at the same time, but follows closely behind. Although the time difference is very small, in fact, there are still differences. Moreover, because the same target aircraft ejects multiple times, it is easy to cause chaos in the air ..."
"Come on!" Zhang Yang interrupted the black man's words, he didn't want to waste time on it.
"Yes ..." The black man nodded again and again, he was already frightened by the scalp shot that Zhang Yang started.
The shooting range became quiet again.
People found that miraculously, Zhang Yang closed his eyes and said that the rifle was on his shoulder when he was ready.
Zhang Yang's feelings have formed a huge, like heaven, covering every inch of space and everyone in the shooting range.
Zhang Yang felt the black hand shaking.
Zhang Yang felt Caesar's hands clenched, unconsciously struggling, and Old John looked at him with excitement.
Among them, the only thing to think about was Kara and Su Dafeng. Instead, they both bowed their heads and seemed to be thinking about something.
The most enthusiastic is Ruan Wenwu, a pair of eyes widened, Zhang Yang felt his heart beating vigorously, and his blood was boiling ...
Everyone is looking forward, looking forward to ...
Amazing!
Zhang Yang moved, the black man who had been indulged in the target had not yet made a sound, Zhang Yang's hand moved, and the rifle was like a ray of light ...
Raising the gun, aiming ... The movements used are like peers, without any hindrance.
"Oh!"
What makes people feel weird is that Zhang Yang actually fired, and the time of his shooting was almost under the shout of the black man, as if he knew that the black man had activated the switch.
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
...
The bullets kept firing, and a magical scene appeared in front of everyone. Many of them had to be smashed by the bullets just after being ejected from the target.
One by one, the flying saucers exploded less than five meters after shooting the target, as if they were playing magic, but not shooting at all.
For the first time Caesar's blue eyes showed a startled look.
This is out of the scope of shooting. Few people can hit the flying saucer at the moment when the flying saucer shoots the target, because human thinking can't keep up. After all, when your vision film returns the target's information to the brain , The target has appeared at a distance of ten meters to fifteen meters ...
Eventually, the flying range of the flying saucer was getting larger and larger, and some had already hit the air 50 meters before being hit.
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
...
"Click!" The sound of changing magazines awakened the drunken people, and everyone remembered that 30 ammunition for one magazine was not enough.
Looking at Zhang Yang's free-flowing, chic and smooth magazine changing action, everyone was more than pleasing to the eye, besides being shocked, I have to say that this young man always maintained a chic in such intensive shooting. Calm expression, without any clutter.
The young man's mind was terribly calm!
Everyone believes that everyone is in the torrent of iron armor and thousands of horses. This young man can still realistically kill every target he can see. His shooting has entered a new realm. Most of the time, the crowd didn't see Zhang Yang aiming at all. He just raised his gun casually, and his movements made people feel like they should be ...
It is even better to be able to change magazines while flying a saucer.
Caesar's marvelous marksmanship was dim before Zhang Yang ...
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
The last three shots, three consecutive shots, decisively hit the last three targets of the flying saucer. These three targets were less than the same direction, and all three targets almost fell on the grass, but that was just Almost, in fact, people's eyes can clearly see that the three target flying saucers all burst in the air.
There was a long silence.
The dust has settled ...
Forty-two shots, none missed, this is a fabulous story.
Caesar did not pick up the gun again, it has no meaning anymore. Although Zhang Yang's shooting was a continuous last name instead of a last name, Zhang Yang already made up the difference in time when changing the magazine, that is Said that even if forty-two targets were launched at the same time, Zhang Yang had enough time to shoot down one by one ...
At this time, everyone's eyes looking at Zhang Yang were full of awe, even though Carla's eyes looking at Zhang Yang were full of dignity.
This is a magical young man. If this young man is alone on the battlefield, he can be dozens or even hundreds of people. To be sure, as long as this young man is given a good gun, a good position, He can hunt an army ...
"I'm sorry." Caesar walked to Cara's side with a blank expression.
"You did your best, you still have a chance, there will be!" Carla patted this blonde young man to comfort him, and has to say that this excellent young man was very unlucky, he encountered a magical China people.
Caesar nodded and stood behind Cara quietly.
At this moment, Su Dafeng looked at Caesar's eyes ...
Zhang Yang won!
There was no applause, no cheers, and some were just surprised and shocked.
(To be continued)