All-purpose training range.

This is the most luxurious training facility in the country.

In this world where output mainly relies on skills.

Marksmanship has declined, and few people practice it.

However, professions such as Wandering Gunner and Ranger Gunslinger that add enchantment to bullets need to improve their accuracy.

In the Machinarium Guild.

The Su family, which mainly has the blood of gunners, has given birth to gunners of various professions, and they need a training range most.

"Cousin Su Zhou, let's start the difficult balloon playing mode."

Su Ziyue came to the shooting position and suggested.

The so-called difficult balloon shooting is a mode of practicing marksmanship.

In the training ground.

Special force fields interfere with the shooter's aim.

Gun practitioners use even the most primitive firearms that require changing magazines.

In an area a thousand meters away, balloons the size of table tennis balls will scatter and float.

Each balloon is made of special materials and will explode only if it hits the most vulnerable red dot.

In addition, the balloon will be affected by the wind and become erratic.

"I can do either."

Su Zhou looked at the various weapons on the table and sighed.

He felt like he hadn't picked up these old friends for a long time.

"Then let me tell you the rules. If you hit the balloon, you will get one point. Whose will it be within 5 minutes..."

Su Ziyue spoke softly about the rules.

"Anyway, just pop more balloons, right?"

Su Zhou picked a mac-10 pistol and gradually fell into memories.

If he had just set out to achieve a small goal of one billion, he could have accomplished it in a faster way.

For example, if he shoots with Gatling or other weapons every day, it only takes two and a half years to complete the task.

But Su Zhou was willing to spend two and a half more years to completely improve his marksmanship.

Just because of a real man, a real man.

He...knows what he wants to do.

If you really want to see this person, is it a boy or a man.

Don't look at his body, look at how accurate his ejaculation is~!

"Almost."

Su Ziyue nodded.

She turned slightly and glanced at Su Zhou.

I don't know why, but I always feel like my cousin changed into a different person the moment he picked up the gun.

"Can Brother Su Zhou catch up to half the number of balloons Ziyue popped?"

"My parents told me that cousin Su Zhou is very strong, but in this kind of purely technical competition, a gunsmith can't beat a roaming gunner."

"Then Brother Su Zhou agreed to this competition request, so he didn't make it more difficult for himself. No gunman can compare to Wandering."

"By the way, I have asked about cousin Su Zhou who actually graduated this year..."

"My cousin just graduated this year? No way! Then what did he do in the past five years?"

While other juniors were talking about it.

The competition begins.

Thousands of meters away, a large number of balloons floated out from the machine below.

Su Ziyue picked up the Mauser with quick and sharp movements, raised her hand to aim and fired in a burst.

Bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

The bullets were all fired, and the balloons exploded one by one.

The numbers on the scoreboard also kept jumping.

Su Ziyue continuously aimed and fired, becoming a sharpshooter with perfect accuracy.

"Cousin Ziyue's shooting skills are so slippery!"

"This is Wandering's marksmanship. I, a heavy gunner, can't compare to it."

"With perfect accuracy, this is the limit of marksmanship!"

The onlookers present expressed their admiration one after another.

Su Ziyue's 100% spear skill has already reached the upper limit at the beginning, so how can non-roaming job changers still pursue it?

"Cousin Su Zhou hasn't started shooting yet?"

Someone plans to see what's going on with the other party.

It turned out that Su Zhou had just loaded the bullet.

Da da da da da!

Da da da da da!

Su Zhou held the gun with one hand and pulled the trigger.

The Mark 10 gun spits out endless flames and shoots out a large number of bullets.

The bright yellow firelight illuminated everyone's expressions.

The rows of balls, which are only the size of table tennis balls and marked with red dots, explode one after another.

Bullets shine.

Su Zhou was extremely skillful in quickly changing ammunition.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand and fired again, and in an instant, there were not many balloons left on the field.

The numbers on the scoreboard are jumping up and down every second.

"Don't you even have a target?!"

Su Ziyue's pupils narrowed and she looked at the other party in surprise.

The premise for her to hit every target is to aim at every target.

But Su Zhou's shooting is as natural as drinking water and eating, transcending all skills!

"Damn it, are you sure that my cousin awakened as a gunsmith and not a pistol master?"

"Cousin Su Zhou cums so much and so accurately, who can stand it?"

"I remembered that cousin Su Zhou graduated this year because he spent five years practicing his gun skills."

"I'll go! Is this true? I actually went to inquire about my cousin's information yesterday. People from Jiangchuan Middle School said that my cousin was afraid of death and pretended to practice shooting every day to avoid becoming a job transfer. I didn't believe it at the time."

"My cousin is not afraid of death. Those people should really be shown how amazing my cousin's marksmanship is now!"

"It turns out that my cousin was misunderstood for five whole years."

The little cousins ​​present were so wet... their eyes were wet.

Only then did they realize that Su Zhou had experienced so much misunderstanding.

Bang!

Su Zhou fired the last bullet.

The last balloon at the shooting range burst.

Everyone looked at the score.

Su Ziyue:237!

Su Zhou:17436!

In an instant, the outcome was decided.

This was the reason why Su Zhou loaded the magazine slowly at the beginning.

If we say that a gunner with perfect accuracy can be called a marksman.

Su Zhou's performance is undoubtedly a spear master!
To be continued...