she's from the feminist world

Chapter 31

"Here, I'll give you the gun, and you can demonstrate it to me." Jiang Lan still didn't believe that Shen Hao had such talent from the bottom of her heart.After practicing for less than an hour, you have initially mastered the gun feel?It is as exaggerated as those who are born with a photographic memory!
Shen Hao took the gun from Jiang Lan's hand, pulled out the magazine and loaded the bullets, exactly ten.

There are a few words printed on the black gun handle, dedicated to the competition.

Shen Hao pulled the bolt, "Can I try the feel?"

"You don't need to record the score in the first round of test shooting, and each person has two chances." The female soldier in a camouflage cap held a record book in her hand, and looked at Jiang Lan inquiringly, "Mr. Jiang, you still have to sign up here." Do you want to compete?"

"Participate." Jiang Lan waved her hand.

Anyway, the registration fee is only two thousand, so it doesn't hurt to throw it away.

Shen Hao took a deep breath and pulled the trigger.He started to shoot very slowly, and after each shot, he closed his eyes to experience the feeling of the gun.

Gradually, a mysterious and mysterious feeling emerged from the heart, and suddenly felt that my spirit and the fired bullet became one.

After all ten bullets were fired, the female soldier shouted, "61 rings."

Jiang Lan was a little dazed, she didn't expect Shen Hao to surpass her in the first test shooting.

How is this possible?
The difficulty of shooting a 50-meter fixed target is undoubtedly several times higher than that of a 30-meter fixed target.As long as the muzzle deviates by a slight distance, it may completely miss the target.

Jiang Lan has a deep understanding of this.

Shen Hao raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his brow, calmed down for a moment, and reloaded the magazine again.

"Shen Hao, if your grades are better, you might be selected for the Gun King Cup qualifiers." Jiang Lan said tut-tsk.

"How many rings does it take to pass?" Shen Hao showed interest in the contest between men.

"No less than 75 rings, [-] rings are relatively stable."

Shen Hao released the safety again and raised the muzzle of the gun.

boom! boom! boom!
The bullets pierced the air one after another, the numbers on the scorer kept jumping, and many people around turned their eyes to it.

In a blink of an eye, five shots passed, and basically all of them hit. According to the position of the hit, he got 37 rings.

"Very good, keep going and five more shots!"

"Shen Hao, as long as you participate in the gun king competition, I will admit that you are not a vase."

Shen Hao's eyes were serious. At this moment, he didn't pay attention to the voices of anyone around him, and all his attention was focused on the target.

The moment the gun was fired again, everything seemed to slow down.

Accompanied by the exclamations of the people around him, when everything stopped, he slowly lowered his hands.

Jiang Lan looked at Shen Hao with complicated eyes, and sighed lightly, "It seems that you are really talented."

The number on the scoring counter stopped at 82. This kind of score is actually not dazzling on the leaderboard.The top ten players are all above the [-]th ring.

But without exception, those people are all well-known soldier kings in major military regions, and the level of elite special forces is generally between [-] and [-] rings.

Even if Shen Hao has touched a gun before, this kind of score is very valuable.

"Yang Biao, how many rings did you get?"

"Mr. Jiang, my marksmanship became rusty after I retired, and I only got 67 rings."

"Then you are not as good as Shen Hao."

"How is it possible?" Yang Biao was a bit proud at first, because he had the highest number of rings among the brothers present, but he didn't expect to be compared by a "little boy", "Mr. Jiang, you are not kidding!" Bar."

"You can ask the referee."

"Miss, is it true?"

……

That night, Shen Yunyue tossed and turned sleeplessly.

"This guy Shen Hao has been going too far recently, relying on himself to make money, he doesn't come home at night."

"Hmph, I can't get through the phone, and my mother doesn't care."

"I will have military training next week, and no one cares about him."

Suddenly hearing the slight sound of a key opening the door, Shen Yunyue slowly sat up from the bed.

Shen Hao found his younger sister standing in the corridor, staring at him coldly, and hurriedly turned on the light in the living room, "Yunyue, it's already twelve o'clock, are you still asleep?"

"Shen Hao, you still know to come back!" Shen Yunyue did not hide the resentment in her voice.

Shen Hao smiled awkwardly, "Go to sleep, I'm going to rest too."

"Don't go." Shen Yunyue raised her hand to stop Shen Hao, her sharp eyes scanned up and down, and the tip of her nose moved slightly, "You smell like gunpowder, what did you do?"

"I went to shoot today." Shen Hao didn't hide anything.

"You don't want to take me with you when you go to play?" Shen Yunyue gritted her teeth, dimpled angrily.

"Company Tuanjian, you are not from our company, how can I take you." Shen Hao yawned wearily, and squeezed past his sister.

By the time he's done taking a shower, he's ready to go to bed.

Shen Hao lay on the bed and covered himself with the quilt.When I closed my eyes, I could smell a faint scent of frankincense, which felt very familiar.

she slept?
With a thought in Shen Hao's mind, his elbow inadvertently touched a piece of wetness that was barely there.

He subconsciously lifted the quilt to look, and found that there was a faint trace in the middle, which was about to disappear.

"Tomorrow I will rest, and I will be drying the quilt." Shen Hao turned over and didn't think much about it.

(End of this chapter)