"You also know that there are very few people in our industry, and the boss would rather have nothing than be too bad. However, if we don't gather together this year, we may be forcibly split and incorporated into another team, so~~" Hawkeye stopped talking.
"I understand, don't worry~! The first one of this year is ours, and as long as I don't die, it will always be ours~!" Chu Menghen was moved by this elite with a strong sense of collective honor, and he solemnly made an oath.
"Okay~!! Just this bold statement to you will be very clear~!" Lei Gong walked up and patted Chu Menghen on the shoulder hard, "Wow~~ Damn~! Are you a stone carving?"
After patting the shoulder, Lei Gong suddenly regretted it. He felt as if he had slapped a piece of hard granite, which made his palm hurt.
"Phantom Wolf~~, I heard from the captain that he is always overbearing, but he is still a student. Although he has superpowers, he is not really used in actual combat. I wonder if you can adapt to our lives~!" Bai Ling, the cheerful and generous, opened the conversation and asked.
"Although I have not undergone formal training, I think I have good acceptance skills. Why don't we start training now~!" Chu Menghen touched his nose and said.
"Okay~~! Let's learn to shoot from the Dead Snake first~!" Huang Liwen quickly suggested.
"Little Family Que'er, how many times have you said, don't call me a dead snake~!" Feng Tianqing immediately shouted at Bai Ling with a gloomy face.
"Hmph~~! I'll call you a dead snake, a dead snake~~ dead snake~~! If you have the ability, you can catch me~!?Catch me and let me deal with it~!!告~~" Bai Ling said that, making a big face at Ming Jiao and shouted provocatively.
"You~!? A good man won't fight with a woman~!!" Seeing this, Ming Jiao could only widen his eyes and tremble all over his body with anger.
Damn~! It’s no different to catching Huang Liwen’s lark bird. This girl’s wind-type superpower is not a vegetarian, and it moves very fast. Feng Tianqing, who has always been known for his calmness, has tried it, but he has failed every time and has only ended up being ridiculed by Bai Ling.
"Okay~~! When will you guys be calm for a while??" Seeing this, Ling Zhipeng, the big peng, hurriedly stepped forward to make jokes.
Chu Menghen could see that Huang Liwen had a faint but deep affection for Feng Tianqing. Their enemies probably started to quarrel since the formation of this team~? I wonder if they were still quarreling while doing things in bed~!?
Ming Jiao saw Chu Menghen looking at him strangely, and his old face turned red for the first time. He quickly pulled Chu Menghen's hand and walked towards the shooting range.
Thunder King, Bai Ling and Luo Tuo of the Seventh Team wanted to see how awesome this master who was praised by their boss was so proud that they followed the big roll to the shooting range.
Ming Jiao picked up a handful of sand eagles and skillfully disassembled, assembled, fired, and hit it.
Although Chu Menghen had extremely high special forces skills in his brain, he was always humble and still stared at Ming Jiao's every move, for fear of leaving a detail.
The camel behind him saw Chu Menghen's humble and studious look, and looked at Lei Gong and Bai Ling, and the three of them nodded slightly.
"Come on! The first time I will definitely be nervous and off-target. Try the feel. The real gunman actually has no gun in his hand. The gun is in his heart, in his god, and in his soul~~!" Ming Jiao taught Chu Menghen the key points and secrets of using a gun without hesitation.
After hearing this, Chu Menghen was shocked. It seemed that Ming Jiao, who looked cold on the outside, was actually a real man with a hot heart, and a good person who was not selfless!
From this we can infer that he is a life-and-death brother who can hand over his back to him.
In order to enhance the confidence of the team members, Chu Menghen did not hide his strength. He looked at the sand eagle in his hand, closed his eyes and pondered for a while, played back the movements of the Ming Jiao in his mind, and compared the gun-holding experience he had already mastered, and put them together into one and sorted them into his own unique set of gun skills.
After closing his eyes for three minutes and sucking everyone's appetite, Chu Menghen began to move.
It disassembles and assembles it with a whizz, raises your arm and tilts your head, and fires decisively.
"Bang ~!!" After three shots, Chu Menghen actually closed his eyes and lowered his head and continued to fire out the remaining four bullets in a daze of attention.
When Chu Menghen gently put the sand eagle down, Bai Ling disappeared from the spot. Ten seconds later, Bai Ling widened her eyes and opened her beautiful little mouth, looking at Chu Menghen with an unbelievable look, as if the young student soldier in front of her was a prehistoric monster~!
"Phantom Wolf~! You~~ Haven't shot it?" Bai Ling's voice trembled, and she was so excited that she almost changed her voice.
Everyone looked at Bai Ling, wondering what she meant. However, when Bai Ling slowly raised the target paper in her hand, not only the members of the Seventh Team present, but also the other members of the other teams who were watching the fun took a breath!
There was only one hole in the target paper, and it was just a hole hit by a bullet! This means that either Chu Menghen’s seven bullets accurately hit ten rings, and they were all accurately hit in one place~! Or they only hit one shot, and the others were off the target~!
But~~, their intuition made them think that Chu Menghen belongs to the first type~! However, what a powerful shooting talent and ability this requires!
"Go quickly~~, take that target~!!" Ming Jiao suddenly ordered Bai Ling.
This time Bailing did not argue with Ming Jiao, but flew out immediately. After a while, Bailing took the target. Everyone untie the gun target at the warning of Ming Jiao. They were surprised to find that the seven bullets were actually lined up and were trapped there steadily.
Ling Zhipeng suddenly smiled at the sky. He waved his hand suddenly and said in a very domineering manner: "This year, Dragon Ya will give birth to the second Gun God~! We have already booked the first place in the shooting competition~! You *** will compete for the second place~! Hahaha~~~!!"
The cheerful laughter and arrogant words made the other team members present angry, but they were just angry. Who could turn the Sand Eagle's bullet into a mutton skewer and trap the target like a skewer?
At least no one dares to yell at the moment! In this kind of team, the strong are respected, so what if they are arrogant? They have awesome capital~!!
"Let's go~~! Let's try other weapons~! I guess you can get started soon Barrett~!!" Ming Jiao suddenly felt emotional, and he was very proud of having this brother.
So, the shooting sounds of the entire shooting range stopped, and more than 30 elites stood behind Chu Menghen, watching the new quasi-gun god's personal performance.