Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 373 Difficulty Competition

Chapter 373 Difficulty Competition
9 seconds!
There are 15 targets, 6 of which are blocked, and 5 of which are bottle caps with a diameter of only cm...

The Camel changed bullets twice in the process, and all 15 shots hit the target, and it only took 9 seconds.

No one knows whether this is a world record, but the result still makes everyone present feel that it is not real.

The pigeon rushed to Marta's side, checked her stopwatch, then repeatedly confirmed the accuracy of the stopwatch, and finally began to applaud in admiration.

Not only is it accurate, but it’s also unreasonably fast.

It even gives people the illusion that it’s not real!

Camel saw Marta, the little girl, looking at him with admiration. He turned the revolver in his hand, blew the smoke from the muzzle in a very pretentious manner, and then put the revolver back into the holster with a very handsome move.

"I'm sorry, my performance wasn't ideal. I can go faster next time."

Even without jeans and spurs, this old guy still has a strong old-school cowboy vibe, just like someone from an old movie who has walked into reality.

Shanying saw stars in Tessa's eyes. He held her head with a bit of displeasure and asked her to turn towards him. Then, while booing along with a bunch of Arctic Fox guys, he said to Tessa: "Hey, being fast doesn't mean anything. I can be fast too. The game has just begun..."

Tessa squinted her eyes and looked at Shanying, then she reached out and patted his chest, saying, "I know you are fast too!

But you don’t need to compete with an old man in this matter. It’s not glorious even if you win…”

Shanying was stunned by anger. He put his arm around Tessa's shoulders, covered her mouth, and said unhappily, "I said shoot..."

Tessa glanced at Shanying's injured leg and said with a look of disgust: "What do you think I'm talking about?"

The Spaniard 'Ham' who had been standing next to the Eagle suddenly laughed and pointed at Tessa and said: "I like you..."

Then the guy looked Shanying up and down, and said with contempt: "Dude..."

Shanying raised his middle finger before Ham could finish his mocking words, and said, "Only if you win will you be qualified to look down on me!

Write down what you want to say on a piece of paper later, and the loser will eat the paper!"

As he spoke, Shanying looked at the people who were making trouble. He pinched Tessa's butt unhappily, then raised his middle finger and turned it in a circle, saying, "You can also join in. When the time comes, write more and I promise to feed you."

Shanying's attitude made everyone stunned for a moment, and then they booed even more fiercely...

Ham took out a Euro that was said to be indestructible even in a washing machine and showed it to the public, then borrowed a carbon pen from Mr. Poincare...

"Boy, this 100 euros is my gift to you. I hope you can digest it."

Just as the Mountain Eagle was competing with the Ham, the Silver Fox, who had drawn the third position, took the initiative to stand in the shooting position and rolled the dice.

"2"

The butcher took the initiative to rearrange the target and put up a cover...

However, in order to create some difficulty this time, he moved the target behind the obstruction away from the center point, so that the shooter might make mistakes if he tried to calculate the shooting point by memory based on the distance between the target and the target.

Silver Fox clearly saw what the butcher did, but he acted as if he didn't care at all.

This old man with silver hair chose a completely different shooting tactic from the chickpeas and camels he had used before...

After Marta yelled 'Ready', he first pulled out his silver M9 pistol and slowly shot five bottle caps...

Then he smashed the six exposed targets at a not-so-fast speed, and finally moved sideways for a distance in a very low-key manner, half-crouched on the ground, and blew up the obscured target at an angle.

When Silver Fox raised his hand to indicate that he had finished shooting, Marta reported the time he had taken...

"25 seconds..."

Eddie took the lead in booing, but this time not many people responded...

If the shooting of chickpeas and camels still has a sense of showmanship, then the shooting of silver foxes represents true professionalism and competitiveness.

Because the outcome of the game is first determined by the hit rate, that is, the comparison of the number of targets that can be hit by 45 pistol bullets plus 60 rifle bullets. Only when the number is the same will time be used to determine the outcome.

In fact, considering the difficulty of the game they set, compared with hit rate and speed, the former is definitely more critical.

If everyone wins, it's actually not shameful even if you lose.

The most embarrassing thing would be if you missed your goal just to look cool and were eliminated before the end.

Although Eddie had been booing Silver Fox, the game actually got on the right track from the beginning of Silver Fox, and the pressure became greater as people moved forward!

Shark, all hits, 28 seconds!
Ham, all hits, 19 seconds!
Scorpion, all hits, 22 seconds!
Minotaur, all hits, 32 seconds!
Eddie, all hits, 13 seconds!
The last Eagle to play felt a bit stressed as the shooting skills of these Arctic Foxes were beyond his imagination.

It was obvious that the machine gunner's bull head threw a '6', causing the two barrier boards to be put together, forcing him to move sideways for more than meters to find an angle...

When the shooting distance was extended to more than 30 meters and was oblique, Niutou, a Mongolian, did not miss a single target.

You know, this guy is a machine gunner!

Eddie, the sharpshooter in front of the Mountain Eagles, performed poorly due to the change in the rhythm of the game.

Shanying had seen this guy shooting targets. Compared to the camel in front, Eddie was only a little faster.

But as the pressure of hitting all the targets continued, even the sharpshooter Eddie had to slow down a bit to ensure that he would not lose points.

The Mountain Eagle was also affected to some extent...

Because he has an intention towards the Arctic Foxes, he needs to quickly integrate with them and gain their recognition before he can consider integrating their internal opinions. You are a rookie, and they will only take care of you for the sake of the Blood Foxes, but will not respect you from the bottom of their hearts, and will not regard your opinions as important.

So other people need stability to win, but the Mountain Eagles need more than just stability, at least they need to be faster than the average level of the attackers.

When Shanying came on stage, he repeatedly checked his CZ75 Phantom pistol, and poured the pistol and rifle bullets on the table and carefully sorted them out...

The surrounding Arctic foxes couldn't help but let out a series of boos, trying to disrupt his actions, but the mountain eagle quickly eliminated distracting thoughts by doing simple and repetitive things in the noisy environment...

Load 15 rounds into each pistol magazine, then fill two AK-105 magazines with the selected rifles...

When everything was ready, Shanying rolled the dice...

With just some luck, it’s a “3”!
The butcher, who had discretion, erected three obstacles in front of the target and aimed the target at the center line of the obstacles. As long as the Mountain Eagle could control the shooting height, it could easily hit the target behind the obstacles.

The butcher's actions caused the crowd to boo again, but at this time the Mountain Eagle no longer responded to the external interference.

He stood at the shooting position, bent down and tried to draw his gun twice. When he was sure that everything was in the most comfortable state for him, he raised his hand to signal...

Marta behind him was affected, put away the smile on her face, and raised the stopwatch...

"Prepare……"

Shanying took a deep breath, quickly drew his gun, held it with both hands, pushed the safety off and pulled the trigger...

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang..."

The beer bottles at the bottom are broken one by one...

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang..."

The tomatoes in the middle layer burst one by one...

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang..."

The bottle cap floating in the wind was hit, and the colored powder stuck on it flew into colorful balls.

Mountain Eagle's shooting has a unique rhythm, not simply fast, but a mechanical rhythm without emotional color.

Whether he was hitting a wine bottle or a bottle cap, his rhythm did not change, and the intervals between shooting were almost the same.

Shanying actually knew that he was still slow, because in order to maintain stability, he gave up the more agile one-handed shooting habit and chose to hold the gun with both hands.

However, his CZ75 and the butcher's partiality helped him to save a little time...

"12.5 seconds..."

If everyone got it right, this result would be the undisputed second place, second only to the camel's godly performance.

At the same time, the rhythm that was suppressed by the Silver Fox was once again mobilized by the Mountain Eagle.

A newcomer is so impressive, they have to come up with something...

When Marta shouted out the Eagle's score in surprise, Tessa, who had been holding her breath, burst into cheers, rushed over, hugged the Eagle's neck and started shaking...

"That's amazing, Shan, you're amazing!"

The mountain eagle grinned, spread his hands and made an innocent expression towards the Arctic foxes, and said with a big laugh: "Ham, watch your 100 euros, I want to watch you eat it."

The shark scratched his butt and said to the bull head beside him: "Where on earth did such a powerful guy come from?
Looks like you're going to be at the bottom, so I'll take a picture of you when you run in my underwear."

Niu Tou cursed with an unhappy expression and said, "Why are the newcomers in recent years so powerful?
Last year it was Iblis, this year it is Mountain Eagle…

Why are these freaks trying to steal jobs from the mercenaries?"

Chickpea, who was standing by, looked at the elite-looking Mountain Eagle and smacked his lips and said, "Is it possible that this guy has never thought of becoming a mercenary?
I heard he makes a lot of money..."

Niu Tou glanced at Yingjiao and said with a curled lip, "For someone who can train himself to this level, would he choose to use his best ability to make money, or go after those who play with money and risk their lives with numbers?
You are quite capable. Do you have the energy to worry about other things?

Blood Fox is a legend, has he done it?
Last year, Silver Fox learned how to invest and start a company from someone else, but he lost so much money that he lost his hair every night..."

Chickpea was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a sympathetic look and said, "That's right, God is fair. When he gives you a talent, he will take away something from other places."

Eddie squinted his eyes at the three guys who were almost ready to give up. He said with disdain: "You idiots think everyone is like you...

If I were you, I would give all my savings to Shanying while he still needs funds.

Don't be old-fashioned like Silver Fox. He only knows how to fight, but he pretends to be a leader all day long.

This kind of idiot who would lose money even starting a company will never be able to lead you to earn anything other than working hard for money."

Eddie said with a bit of disgust: “You are the fucking Arctic Foxes, the world’s number one mercenary group, but you idiots don’t have as many as those trainees who have been training for less than two and a half years.

Everyone is eyeing the 100 million pension, and then starts to live a slacker life!

You didn’t tell me that you haven’t gotten any big jobs in a few years?
There is war in Syria, Libya, Afghanistan, Crimea, Kosovo, Azerbaijan, and eastern Ukraine...

I can't believe you guys are going to India to get business and work with those black cats...

I feel ashamed for you!"

(End of this chapter)

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