Chapter 183: Match Results

"Huh! It's almost the same." Chen Huaying pretended to be indifferent and snorted.
Standing in the crowd, Wu Youli smiled softly at Zhang Hongmei and shouted: "Hongmei, you have to cheer too."
Everyone had ignored Zhang Hongmei, but now she just remembered the big guy shouting like this, and smiled a little embarrassedly at Zhang Hongmei.
"I will." Zhang Hongmei blushed, and her whole body trembled with excitement.
According to different systems, the female soldiers are divided into ten queues, each with three representatives. Under the instruction of the instructor, everyone stood one meter apart.
The leaders of the women's corps also followed on the podium.
"Old Shen, who do you think will win the shooting?" Meng Xingzhi asked casually.
Shen Feihu's eyes widened, and he said bachelorfully: "I know that. If you want to ask, just ask their direct leaders. Come out, Wei Xian!"
The person named was the person in charge of the Communications Office of the 39th Division, who was about forty years old and had the rank of lieutenant colonel.
"Good head!" Wei Xian stood out bravely.
"Do you think you can win?"
"Of course!" Wei Xian was very confident in his soldiers.
"Yang Wenying, how about you?"
Yang Wenying, who was named, walked out in a crisp and sharp pace and saw Meng Xingzhi's solemn salute.
"Good head!"
Yang Wenying and the Meng family are old acquaintances, especially the bad relationship with Su Yun, which is well known in the compound.
As Su Yun's husband, Meng Xingzhi knows more about it. However, he never participated in these competitions, but smiled at Yang Wenying.
"I heard that your art troupe has the worst military quality among the female soldiers of the 39th Division?"
Yang Wenying could imagine the ridicule of the people behind her, and she replied with a straight posture, "Return Commander, what you are questioning now is not our art group, but the war wolf group."
The voice was sonorous and powerful, and the faces of everyone present changed slightly, and they couldn't believe how courageous she was. Actually dared to confront the chief.
Shen Feihu was immediately dissatisfied when he heard it. The Wolf Warriors was his trump card, and no one could question it.
"Xu Qigang, come and talk." Shen Feihu shouted.
Xu Qigang stepped out and took a look at the shooting field after the salute. The participants were already holding their guns and waiting for the instructor to start shouting.
His eyes fell on Sheng Ning and he smiled. Then confidently said: "Of course it is the art troupe!"
As his voice fell to the ground, gunshots broke out below.
"Artist Troupe Shengning, Ten Rings, Ten Rings, Ten Rings..."
"Chen Huaying, Ten Rings, Ten Rings, Nine Rings..."
"Zhang Hongmei of the cultural troupe, 9th ring, 8th ring, 5th ring."
"..."
The voice of reporting the results kept ringing on the training ground, but the thousands of people on the field were quiet and strange, and only the instructor was still reporting everyone's results at once. But that didn't matter anymore, everyone looked at the delicate rose-like figure in shock.
Ten rings, ten rings, ten rings. Three ten rings, this achievement is a dazzling existence even in the grand competition of the whole army.
Ever since Xu Qigang did not participate in the military competition as an individual, there has never been a record of three shots with ten rings.
At this time, everyone in the audience looked at Sheng Ning and Chen Huaying enthusiastically. They had such a good shooting talent that they hadn't met in many years.
Even the heads on the rostrum were shocked and inexplicably shocked. Shen Feihu's eyes widened in surprise, and Xu Qigang was the most calm one.
He looked at the delicate figure, his mouth cocked. Her excellence surpassed his imagination, and at the same time made him feel more crisis.
Xu Qigang thought that if he were an ancient bandit, it would be good, so that he could her back and become the wife of the village.