Zhao Dong was not surprised at all, his spirit was slightly tense, but he soon relaxed again.
It is not live ammunition, but training ammunition. The difference may not be noticeable to outsiders, but it is easy for him.
Xiaotian pointed, "Let's go, Section Chief Zhao, do you want to see our daily internal training?"
Zhao Dong also became interested and took a closer look with her.
At two shooting ranges not far away, a man and a woman stood side by side.
The gunshots were coming from the training guns in their hands!
Xiaotian took a noise-canceling headset from the side, lit it for himself first, and then handed the other one to Zhao Dong.
Zhao Dong said no, he stood there with his shoulders crossed and looked at it.
There were many people watching nearby, but everyone was wearing headphones, and no one was seen approaching from behind.
Soon, the gunfire stopped.
Everyone took off their headphones.
Judging from their clothing, the two groups were clearly divided into two groups.
Someone reported the target, "One team, Chen Ming, hit all five shots, nine rings with two shots, and eight rings with three shots."
"Xue Yang, the second team, hit all four shots, nine rings on one shot, eight rings on four shots!"
Someone booed, "How's it going? You lose again. This week we still have the same rules. We have priority in terms of training time and venue!"
Someone teased, "Xue Yang, your skills are actually pretty good, why don't you join our team?"
"Those in your second team are rubbish. Being with them is simply holding you back!"
The second team was unconvinced and said, "Keep your mouth clean, who are you talking about?"
Chen Ming took off his earphones, pointed at it and said, "I just said that your second team is rubbish. What's going on? Are you not convinced?"
"If you don't agree, come and compete with me. Shooting, boxing, fighting, whatever you choose!"
The second team seemed quite afraid of him, but no one dared to choke.
Chen Ming ignored it and looked at the opposite side with soft eyes, "Xue Yang, you come to the first team and I will help you say hello to the coach."
Xue Yang took off his hat, flicked his ponytail and said, "Sorry, no need!"
After saying that, she turned around and left.
Chen Ming hurriedly stopped the person, "Xue Yang, I'm serious. If you lose the intra-team match this time, you won't be eligible to participate in the competition!"
"Have you always wanted to play a game? It would be a pity if you just missed this opportunity!"
Xue Yang shrugged, "What's the pity? It's just for fun."
Chen Ming was still persuading, "Xue Yang, you know I do it for your own good, so I advise you to think about it!"
Seeing that Chen Ming refused to let go, Xue Yang raised his eyebrows in disgust, "Let go!"
Chen Ming was unwilling to give in and did not dare to continue to pester him, so he had no choice but to let go.
Xue Yang got rid of the entanglement, turned around and scolded: "Why are you still standing there, continue training!"
A group of people were surprised and stood lazily.
Xue Yang took the lead and asked, "Secretary Hu, is the coach Mr. Pan has found for us still here?"
Xiaotian said seriously, "Here we come, let me introduce to you, Coach Zhao, who will be responsible for the daily training of your second team from now on!"
Xue Yang then turned to look at Zhao Dong. He didn't look too much when he faced him just now. It was too ordinary.
Not only her clothes, appearance, and temperament were not attractive at all to her.
To be honest, she had some expectations for this coach who never saw the beginning or end of the dragon.
As a result, I looked up and down and couldn't see anything outstanding, so I was immediately disappointed!
On the first team's side, Chen Ming took the lead in making noises, "Secretary Hu, what did this person do before? Is it okay?"
Someone soon echoed, "That's right, why don't you let our coach Pete come over and teach him a few tricks?"
"Hahaha, he wants to learn, but our coach may not be willing to teach him yet!"
"Coach Zhao, why don't you join our team? I see you have a pretty good foundation!"
"That's right, but don't be like the last coach, who was beaten down by our coach Pete within a few days!"
Zhao Dong turned a deaf ear to the doubts and ridicules around him.
When the second team saw that Zhao Dong was silent, everyone became disappointed.
Xue Yang took the lead and asked: "Coach Zhao, although I don't know where Mr. Pan found you, but what are your abilities?"
Zhao Dong stared at her slender eyebrows, "You hate that Chen Ming, don't you?"
Xue Yang was stunned when asked, "That's right!"
Zhao Dong said casually, "I hate him too. Give me a month and I'll ask him to carry your shoes. Is this considered a skill?"
Xue Yang's eyes lit up. Although he didn't know how capable Coach Zhao was, he spoke quite wildly, which was quite to his liking.
Before she could reply, the first team exploded, "Holy shit, Zhao, what the hell are you pretending to be?"
"That's it, don't think that just because you have the name of coach, we won't dare to do anything to you!"
"You look down on our captain, who the hell are you?"
The first team was eager to try, and they were all gearing up, hoping for a group fight.
Zhao Dong ignored him, put his hands in his pockets, and walked forward slowly.
Someone deliberately blocked the road, but he knocked him away with his shoulder.
Under the strange aura, no one dared to stop him.
Seeing Zhao Dong walking towards the shooting range, Chen Ming sarcastically said, "Does the person named Zhao know how to play with a gun? Do you want me to teach you?"
Zhao Dong didn't answer and picked up the training gun that Xue Yang had just used from the table. He didn't see any movement and the bolt had been removed.
The security officer on the side was stunned, and when he wanted to stop it, it was already too late.
Fortunately, Zhao Dong didn't make any extra moves. He just took a quick look in front of his eyes, then loaded the gun bolt skillfully and stretched out his hand to the safety officer.
The security officer looked back at Xiaotian, saw her nodding, and then handed over a few training bombs.
Loading, pressing the chamber, and pulling the bolt are all done in one go.
Xue Yang stared at it from a distance, only feeling that Zhao Dong at this moment was a little different from before. He couldn't tell the details. He was not very handsome, but he had an aura that could not be concealed.
It wasn't until someone handed her the earphones that she came back to her senses.
Zhao Dong did not connect the headphones, raised the gun, aimed, and pulled the trigger.
A rapid fire, and before others could react, the gunfire ended.
While everyone was in a daze, he turned around and left.
The two teams gathered around curiously, and soon someone reported the target, "Four shots missed the target, one shot made ten rings!"
Everyone laughed.
The first team laughed the loudest, "Haha, what the hell is this? No wonder they run so fast!"
"This is a ten-ring shot, I guess you are also confused, right?"
No one on the second team refuted it, even if the coach was of this caliber, they were also disgraced.
Only Xue Yang was staring at the bull's-eye, with a sudden flash of brilliance in his eyes.
Chen Ming stepped forward and said, "Xue Yang, you have seen what this guy named Zhao is capable of. How can you compete in the competition if you practice with him?"
"You are still……"
Xue Yang interrupted, "Shut up!"
Just as he was talking, the target announcer over there corrected him, "I'm sorry, I made a mistake just now. All five shots hit, all ten!"
After the words fell, the scene was completely silent!
Xue Yang quickly turned his gaze, but where was Zhao Dong still in the training ground?