Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 374: Experts revel, novice players are depressed

Shanying didn't pay attention to Eddie and the others. He celebrated with everyone and asked to be the first to shoot the 40-meter target in the second round...

Tessa passionately kissed Shanying on the cheek and on his pistol, then took the initiative to call on Supa and the other 191 soldiers to help move the target rack.

Supa's people were already a little numb. He could accept the existence of sharpshooters, but it was hard for him to understand that everyone in a team was a sharpshooter.

In his opinion, at a shooting distance of 20 meters, let alone obstacles, as long as he can accurately hit the wine bottle and tomato with a pistol, he can be considered a good shooter.

Those who can hit the bottle cap swaying in the wind are the super elites picked from thousands.

Now a team is full of such people. His so-called elite selected from thousands is just the industry standard for entry.

This was a bit too much of a blow to him!
Seeing that Supa looked a little numb, Pigeon couldn't help but pat him on the arm and said, "Do you know who they are?"

Supa shook his head subconsciously...

Dove set up the target rack, pulled Supa aside, shook his head and said, "They are the Arctic Foxes, the top of the pyramid of the entire mercenary industry!
Each of them is a top expert in the industry and has his or her own unique abilities, which is why they were selected for the Arctic Fox.

Do you know how much each person costs each year to maintain their combat level? "

Seeing Supa's confused look, Dove shook his head and said, "I actually think I'm not bad, but I know the gap between myself and those people.

They are no longer just soldiers, but Olympic-level athletes among soldiers.

The farthest I can hit a target is about 1200 meters away, but that is my limit because my team doesn't need me to shoot farther and my gun can't support a longer distance.

For a top sniper, this distance is just a warm-up."

Supa was stunned for a moment, and said frustratedly: "So people like us will never be able to reach their level in this lifetime, right?"

The pigeon thought about it, nodded and said, "If you are 12 years old now and have a rich father who is willing to pay for your super soldier dream, then you still have a chance."

When Supa lost all confidence, the butcher picked up four wooden blocks and inserted them in front of the target rack, then walked to the two men and said unhappily, "They are also human beings, and they will die if they are shot.

The entire torso of a person is an effective striking position. What a good soldier needs is the ability and determination to quickly execute tactics, not the ability to hit the opponent's eyes..."

As the butcher spoke, Marta shouted again, 'Get ready...'

At the same time, Shark and Bullhead rushed to the target stand with a large piece of cardboard and fanned it vigorously twice, causing the bottle caps on the top layer to shake violently, in order to increase the difficulty for Mountain Eagle.

The unethical behavior of these two people caused the crowd to boo...

But Shanying didn't care at all. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, pulled out his pistol, opened the safety and started shooting...

He achieved the goals of the two rows below in one go, and even though there were obstacles blocking his way, he remained extremely confident.

The first bullet pierced through a wooden barrier and hit the bottle behind it...

Then the second shot hit the exposed wine bottle...

After determining the distance and finding the feeling, the Eagle began to speed up...

"Bang bang bang..."

The remaining three bottles exploded without any suspense...

Next is the second row of tomatoes. I still use the first two shots to get a feel for it, and then I start to speed up...

As the tomatoes exploded, Shanying, who was in better and better condition, missed the first bottle cap in the third row.

"boom"

The bullet flew past the bottle cap within one or two centimeters, and the wind pressure caused the bottle cap to shake disorderly.

A distance of 40 meters has completely exceeded the requirements of actual combat shooting. In addition, without the assistance of sights, it is not easy to clearly see a shaking target the size of a bottle cap at this distance.

Anyone who can hit a bottle-sized target at this distance can already be classified as a competitor.

However, the Eagle's missed shot still made the Arctic Foxes cheer...

Just as Tessa was glaring at the shark and the bull head, Shanying gave up the pursuit of time. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, adjusted himself for a few times, then slowly opened his eyes, held the gun with one hand, and pulled the trigger...

"boom"

The first randomly swaying bottle cap was hit, causing a cloud of colorful dust to explode.

"Bang" and then the second bottle cap was hit.

"Bang!" The third one...

Just when everyone thought that Shanying had finished firing the last bullet and needed to replace the magazine for the second round, Shanying's shooting rhythm suddenly slowed down...

When the two shaking bottle caps crossed in the air, he narrowed his eyes. When the same situation happened again, Shanying suddenly smiled and pulled the trigger...

"boom"

At the moment when the two suspended bottle caps crossed, a bullet hit them, completing a miraculous one-on-two hit.

When Shanying ejected the magazine and pulled the bolt to indicate that there was no bullet in the gun, and then replaced the magazine with a new one and put the gun back into the holster, the scene fell into an eerie silence.

Marta was stunned for a moment and even forgot to check the time. By the time she reacted, at least two seconds had passed.

When she saw the Eagle turned his head to look at her, and the butcher at the far end indicated that the shot was effective, she glanced at the stopwatch and said loudly: "32 seconds..." Eagle smiled and patted the apologetic Marta on the head, then raised his fist and waved it in the direction of the shark and the bull head, shouting: "World No. , come on!"

Bullhead and Shark looked at each other, nodded in agreement, and then raised their middle fingers in the direction of Mountain Eagle...

"FUCK YOU! Just wait!"

Eddie looked at Bullhead and Shark with disdain. They were just talking tough. He shook his head and said, "You two idiots..."

Eddie walked to the front of the shooting position and looked at Shanying who seemed to be unsatisfied. He smiled and said, "Boy, don't think you are so great. This level was just average back then..."

As soon as Shanying heard it, he knew that this guy was talking nonsense!

However, Eddie, a Bajau who changed his career, has been able to practice the gun to his current level, so he still needs to be respected...

So Shanying smiled and said nothing, but walked silently to the side of the target rack, picked up the cardboard used by Shark and Bullhead, and smiled maliciously at them...

Tessa came to the side of the Eagle with a righteous look on her face, picked up a piece of cardboard and slapped it hard at the target stand...

Shanying heard Eddie's complaints from a distance, and he laughed and started to do mischief...

The rules are static, but the process is dynamic...

As Eddie unluckily threw a '5', the Butcher used 5 obstacles to block all the targets in the two rows below, and the Mountain Eagle fanned even harder...

Eddie's performance was very stable. Not only was he fast and steady, but he also hit every target accurately.

When Marta reported the result of 25 seconds, Eddie grinned and made a throat-cutting gesture to the mountain eagle, then put the revolver back into the holster with a very cool move, and then raised his thumb to challenge the silver fox...

Even Shanying couldn't understand how this guy's revolver could hit the bottle cap 40 meters away...

Theoretically, the accuracy of this thing cannot reach this level!
This is no longer technology, but metaphysics!

When shooting, Eddie seemed to be aiming by feel rather than with his eyes.

That kind of natural and freehand style is just like those Olympic shooting athletes wearing slippers and putting one hand in the pocket to shoot at the bull's eye the size of a red date.

Don’t worry about whether my movements are standard or not, just tell me whether they are accurate or not?

The Mountain Eagle's miraculous performance of scoring two goals at once was instantly overshadowed by Eddie.

This old man showed a strong desire for competition from the moment Silver Fox appeared...

Shanying didn't know whether he performed exceptionally well or not, but his performance had already made the group of professional soldiers watching around him feel autistic.

It can't be done. It's absolutely impossible!
The training level and intensity do not support the 191 soldiers of Thailand to reach this level.

A team that lacks determination and has insufficient funding will never be able to produce shooters of this level.

If Mountain Eagle and Eddie could still be attributed to their special physiques, then the other members of the Arctic Fox made the 191 soldiers who were watching completely despair.

I don’t know whether it was to maintain their own dignity or because they had confidence in themselves, but the Minotaur and his companions who appeared later stubbornly did not choose rifles, but instead used pistols to fight those shaking bottle caps.

The Bullhead and Shark, who performed the worst, only fired 8 more bullets and completed the second round of shooting.

The camel, which performed best in the first round, still got all the answers right, but was two seconds behind Eddie in terms of time.

These two old men using revolvers took turns to take the top spot, making everyone feel tremendous pressure.

However, when the target stand was pushed to a distance of 80 meters, the situation reversed to a certain extent...

When Chickpea took the lead in the challenge and was the first to give up the pistol shooting and used his Ruger AR-556 to shoot a perfect score in 18 seconds, the shooting competition began to enter a white-hot state.

It was then that the onlookers realized that rifles were the most common weapons used by this gang.

Pistols are just toys to them, rifles are their bread and butter!
The custom Ruger AR-556 is like having no recoil in Hawkpea’s hands…

When he shot the wine bottles and tomatoes, he used the side red dot on the sight. It was so fast that it seemed like he was playing. It was not only easy but also extremely fast.

When he was shooting bottle caps, he started using the 6x scope to aim. Although the pure speed was not as fast as before, he still maintained a brisk shooting rhythm that made people feel.

If the performances of the crowd before were still within the scope of understanding of others, then Chickpea's performance at this time had exceeded Supa's understanding.

At 80 meters, even if a sniper is holding a sniper rifle, he has to aim for a while before he has a chance of hitting the target.

This guy was just playing around, using a 5.56 caliber AR rifle to easily complete a shooting show like a picnic.

Supa asked himself, facing this level of precision shooter in an open area, it would be impossible for more than a dozen people to break through the enemy's blockade.

Actually, Supa thinks highly of himself...

Without heavy firepower, a shooter of Hawkpea's level only has a slightly decent cover in an open area. I can't say he can kill him, but it is entirely possible for him to suppress a company of infantry by himself.

Such battle examples are not uncommon in places like Iraq and Afghanistan!
While the onlookers were exclaiming in amazement, the actual contestants were getting into shape and starting to make their own tactical choices...

Under everyone's incredulous gaze, the camel held an exquisite revolver and used 15 bullets to hit 80 targets at a distance of 10 meters, even hitting a bottle cap.

After the shot, the guy seemed a little dissatisfied, complained about the sudden change in wind direction, then picked up the 7.62mm SCAR-H and knocked off the remaining bottle caps.

(End of this chapter)