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Chapter 200 You have no choice
From dismantling the guns to assembling them now, it took less than two minutes for four guns.

The technique is skillful, which makes people feel incredible.

The green light on the wall naturally lit up, and a piece of white paper was thrown in from a small window on the side:

With M1911 pistol, M1 Gardland rifle, and M1903 sniper rifle, go out along the glass door, there are bullets outside, and shoot the target within 1 minute.

If you miss one shot, chop off a hostage's toe, if you miss two shots, chop off a hostage's foot, if you miss three shots,
Waiting for the body to be collected.

Yan Zhi shouted loudly: "I want to see that the hostages are safe and sound, otherwise I will be uneasy."

There was no movement around, and Yan could hear his own breathing.

After four or five minutes, a man came out, wearing a black suit, masked, without speaking, and handed two envelopes to Yan Zhi.

There were notes by Nalan Xinghui and Ye Xuan on the envelope, and the pen and ink were not dry, so it should have been written not long ago.

Opening Nalan Xinghui's envelope, it said: I'm fine, don't worry about me, complete the task they entrusted to you, and you can save me.

Opening Ye Xuan's envelope, it was written: Scumbag.

Yan Zhi was speechless, I didn't do anything to you, how did I become a scumbag?

Feeling that there was something in the envelope, he shook his mouth a few times, and a cigarette fell out of the envelope.

Yan Zhi's ears felt a little hot.

He recognized that it was the cigarette that Zhao Fugui gave him in the corner that he didn't smoke, and that he stuck to his ear at that time, because it was a cigarette that Zhao Fugui brought from China, and there were marks on it that he held in his mouth with his teeth. .

When he came from China, Zhao Fugui brought the most cigarettes.

In the United States, each soldier has a pack of military cigarettes every day, and the quality of the tobacco is high.

At home, soldiers smoked low-quality tobacco. After going abroad, they found out that the cigarettes of the motherland were so precious, and they were reluctant to smoke them.
It tastes like home.

There was a faint red mark on the tooth marks he had bitten.

It turned out that I was peeking at people in the closet, but I didn't do it without anyone noticing. This cigarette was left in the closet at that time, revealing my whereabouts.

Thinking of the fact that he was not wearing anything at the time, it was really appropriate to say that he was a scumbag.

Remember the scene at that time,
Ugh,
Not to say,
Ye Xuan looks really good,

Invisible except for the socks on the feet,
Everywhere is full marks.

Yan Zhi suddenly felt that maybe Ye Xuan knew that he was hiding in the wardrobe.

Suddenly, a voice sounded, pulling Yan Zhi's thoughts back from the closet: "Stop moaning! Remember, from the moment the target appears, if you make a wrong shot, I'll start chopping off the hostage's toes or feet." , if the mission cannot be completed within the stipulated time, today’s game is over, and I will kill people.”

The voice should have come from outside the glass window. He couldn't see the speaker, but he was sure that the people outside could watch him clearly.

Yan Zhi could feel that these people didn't want to kill him right now. If they wanted to kill him, they could shoot him at any time in such a glass room.

Yan Zhi put the M1911 pistol in his waist, the M1903 sniper rifle behind his back, and the M1 Gardland rifle in his hand, and walked out of the room.

After leaving the room and walking forward for more than ten meters, there were three magazines on a small wooden cabinet. Yan Zhi loaded the M1903 and M1911 magazines.

Take the M1 magazine that can hold sixteen rounds of bullets, pull the piston rod to the end with the left hand, tilt the muzzle downward, put a bullet into the chamber with the right hand, and push it into place with the thumb, right Hold the handle of the garbage machine with the edge of your hand and send it forward gently, the piston rod will automatically move backward slightly, press the top of the spring support plate with your thumb to press it down, push the gun forward, wipe your thumb away, and release the handle of the garbage machine , "click", the piston rod returns to the front, and the gun is loaded.

Yan Zhi's technique is skillful, his fingers are like jumping elves, touching every part with ease.

Walk along the corridor, walk forward for tens of meters, turn left, and a wide field suddenly appears in front of you.

There were no gun targets on the field at all.

The voice just now sounded again: "Ten seconds later, all the gun targets will move in front of you, and each target will only stay for three seconds."

Yan Zhi held the M1 in his right hand, closed his eyes, and counted silently:

1
2
3
4
5
6
7
8
9
When counting to 9, Yan Zhi opened his eyes. In the next second, within 150 meters, three gun targets appeared. Yan Zhi raised the m1 rifle without thinking.

"Snapped…"

After three beeps, the three targets fell.

A bird took off from the 500-meter target line, Yan threw it in front of the M1 rifle, took the M1903 sniper rifle from his back with his backhand, ran forward, and pulled the trigger.
"call out!"

A 7.62×63mm Springfield rifle bullet flew out of the muzzle, tearing open the void,

After a gunshot,
The bird landed.

At the same time, two gun targets appeared 50 meters to the left, and two more gun targets appeared 80 meters away.

200 meters to the right also appeared four gun targets at the same time.

The M1903 sniper rifle in Yan Zhi's hand was thrown forward, and the M1911 pistol was pulled out with his left hand.

"Clap!"

Two shots, hit two bullseyes 50 meters away.

"Clap!"

Two more shots hit the two gun targets at 80 meters away, and the M1911 was inserted back into the waist, the right hand caught the m1 rifle that fell from the air, and the gun was rolled up 360 degrees, with the right hand as the auxiliary, and the left hand pulled the trigger.

"Snapped……"

Four shots were fired,

The four gun targets at 200 meters hit the red heart.

Suddenly, in the air 600 meters and 700 meters away, a big bird appeared one after another on the left and one on the right, flapping its wings and flying forward.

The M1 rifle in Yan Zhi's hand was thrown forward again, reaching out to catch the M1903 sniper rifle falling from the air.

Out of the corner of my eye, three gun targets appeared 100 meters to the right.

"call out!"

A 7.62×63mm Springfield rifle bullet pierced the void and hit the big bird flapping its wings 600 meters to the left. Yan Zhi held a sniper rifle in his right hand, turned his body 360 degrees, and pulled out the M1911 pistol again with his left hand.

"Crack~~~"

After three gunshots, three targets at a distance of 100 meters fell down.

Yan Zhi threw out the pistol, and pulled the trigger of the M1903 with the index finger of his left hand.
"call out!"

A Springfield bullet hits a bird in the air 700 meters to the right.

There seemed to be applause coming from all around.

Then three gun targets appeared 200 meters to the left on the ground.

Yan Zhi dropped the sniper rifle again, catching the M1 rifle falling from the sky with his hands like long eyes, raised the gun, and fired three bursts per second.

"Crack pa pa!" All hit.

Whoosh whoosh!

Four gun targets appeared 250 meters to the right.

At the same time, two more gun targets appeared 300 meters away.

"Clap!"

"Clap!"

"Crack! Crack!"

After six gunshots knocked down six targets, except for two 1903×7.62mm Springfield bullets left in the M63 sniper rifle, all the bullets in the M1 and M1911 guns were fired, and all the bullets hit the bullseye.

Yan Zhi directly picked up the M1903 sniper rifle, waiting for the target to appear.

five seconds,

ten seconds,

15 seconds,
No gun targets appeared.

"Wonderful!" A person applauded and slowly walked out from behind Yan Zhi, "Sure enough! Major Yan's marksmanship is well-deserved."

With the muzzle of the sniper rifle in Yan Zhi's hand facing upwards, he slowly turned around.

A middle-aged man in black clothes and sunglasses was still slapping himself, with a cigar in his mouth, but he didn't light a fire: "I have been in the army for more than ten years, and I have never seen such a wonderful marksmanship like yours!" , I dare not say that your marksmanship is the best in the Chinese and American armies, but at least it ranks first in the McCall training base."

Yan Zhi said lightly: "There are still two bullets, how to shoot them."

"A strong man is a strong man, indeed he has grace." The man in black took out his lighter and lit his cigar, "The next two shots will test your psychological quality. If you hit both shots, you can take them away. But if your psychological quality is not strong enough and the two shots can't hit, then even if I don't touch a hair of your person, you may not be able to take away a living person."

Yan Zhi didn't understand what the man in black meant.

The man in black clapped his palms twice as he spoke, and just as the applause fell, two military vehicles appeared from both sides of the shooting range, each with a target on it, and drove slowly over.

The two gun targets were in the shape of a cross, and each was tied with a person covered from head to toe in a black bag. Judging from their body shape, they should be Nalan Xinghui and Ye Xuan. Constantly struggling.

Next to them, there were two men in black with guns, and the muzzles of the two guns were pressed against their heads.

"You have two options now. The first option is to hijack me, and the second option is to hit the apples on the heads of the two of them." The man in black smoked a cigar and said, "Obviously I'm far away from you." You can't hijack me at more than 100 meters, so you only have a second choice."

"You have no choice!"

The man in black exhaled smoke rings triumphantly.

(End of this chapter)