Special Forces: Sign in a Super Skill Every Day

　　Chen Shanming's fastest set of guns is 95 steps and 18 seconds.

　　But in front of this guy, it's not worth mentioning.

　　Don't look at the gap of 5 seconds, maybe someone may not be able to break it in ten years.

　　On Chen Shanming's side, he had already given up with a pale face.

　　At this point, his last sniper rifle was just beginning to be assembled.However, this is no longer necessary.

　　He lost, utterly.

　　Fan Tiankeng took a deep look at Lin Su, and said unhappily, "You are really fast at assembling guns, but if you can assemble guns, you may not necessarily have good marksmanship."

　　"100-meter rapid fire, dare you?"

　　Lin Su smiled: "I said, you can choose any project, and I will accompany you."

　　"go!"

　　A group of people walked out of the warehouse.

　　President Gao and President Wen were in high spirits and had no intention of leaving at all.

　　Although they couldn't bear to see Fan Tiankeng shriveled, they were even more curious whether Lin Su could kill this ignorant Tiankeng.

　　Soon, the 100-meter rapid-fire target was ready.

　　This time, Fan Tiankeng sent Miao Lang, whose face was changed by Lin Su.

　　This kid has always been the record holder for the sports rapid-fire performance in the special forces brigade, 28 seconds, which is even better than Chen Shanming.

　　"start!"

　　When the two were ready, Fan Tiankeng called to start.

　　bang bang bang...

　　The next moment, gunshots rang out.

　　But what made everyone extremely frightened was that Lin Su's 95-step burst shot in his hand never stopped since he started, and he almost turned the burst shot into a burst effect.

　　Even more astonishing is that his hit rate is [-] percent.

　　Moreover, his running speed was nearly double that of Miao Lang, who was completely vulnerable in front of him.

　　If it was a head-on fight, Miao Langshuai would die within three seconds.

　　"Made, why is this guy so perverted?" Out of the corner of Miao Lang's eyes, he saw the figure running wildly in front of him, and began to complain.

　　"report!"

　　After a while, Lin Su shouted from a distance of [-] meters, and then stood with a pistol.

　　Fan Tiankeng pressed the timer as soon as he fired the last shot.

　　23 seconds.

　　Another five seconds or so, Fan Tiankeng's expression became extremely shocked.

　　On the battlefield, let alone 5 seconds, even 1 second, or even 0.5 seconds, may feel a person's life and death.

　　This guy is so perverted.

　　For the first time, Fan Tiankeng had doubts whether he really couldn't teach this guy.

　　"No. 5, I lost." Miao Lang walked over in dejection.

　　Fan Tiankeng saw Lin Su come back with a smile on his face, and his face was ugly.

　　He said, "Next, how about Bibi Sniper?"

　　Lin Su: "Yes, there is no problem at all."

　　The corner of Fan Tiankeng's mouth showed a hint of cunning, and said, "88 spy, how about 1200 meters?"

　　Lin Su stared at it: "Chief, are you kidding me?"

　　Fan Tiankeng: "Why, don't you dare to compete? Just admit defeat if you don't dare, and follow me back to the special forces brigade."

　　"No no no, you misunderstood. I mean, at such a close distance of 1200 meters, you are too embarrassed to take it out for comparison?"

　　As soon as these words came out, Fan Tiankeng almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

　　Made!

　　The effective range of the 88 is only 800 meters, and 1200 is already the limit.

　　More than 1200, the bullets don't know where to go, you actually said it's too close, do you know sniping?

　　Although it is said that there are sniper masters at home and abroad who have completed sniping results of more than 1500 meters or even further, but in addition to the difference in firearms, there is also an element of luck.

　　But at this time, absolutely can't be cowardly.

　　So he asked, "How do you want to compare?".

Chapter [-] Brother, please send him away!

　　Hearing Fan Tiankeng say how to compare, Lin Su's mouth showed a wicked smile.

　　"Forget it, I won't bully you, you call 1800, I call 2000, how about it?"

　　Fan Tiankeng stared.

　　Nima, are you trying to trick me?

　　If we both can't hit, then it's not that I lose?

　　He got angry and shouted to the back without saying a word: "Chen Shanming, 2000 meters, get to the red target!"

　　When Chen Shanming heard this, he was dumbfounded.

　　"No. 5, do you really want to hit 88 meters with an 2000?"

　　Fan Tiankeng smiled coldly and said, "Who said I was going to fight?"

　　Then he looked at Lin Su and said, "If you can hit 2000 meters, I will lose. But if you can't hit, then you will lose."

　　After hearing this, Lin Su thought that Fan Tiankeng was Fan Tiankeng, so he began to trick him.

　　However, he was afraid that he was going to miscalculate.

　　"can."

　　Hearing Lin Su's words, Fan Tiankeng let Chen Shanming drive two kilometers away without saying a word.

　　After a while, a red target was erected on a hill 2000 meters away.

　　Lin Su smiled, picked up the 88 sniper, half squatted on the ground, and took aim.

　　Bang!

　　Just five seconds later, a dull gunshot sounded from the 88 sniper in his hand.

　　Then everyone held their breath and looked at the target 2000 meters away.

　　Fan Tiankeng held the binoculars in his hand and began to look.

　　At 2000 meters, with a bullet speed of 88, it takes 4 seconds to fly lightly.

　　This is exactly what the old saying goes, let the bullets fly for a while.

　　Four seconds later, Fan Tiankeng, who was holding the telescope, shook his hand and the telescope fell directly to the ground.

　　Mr. Wen's eyes were quick and he picked up the binoculars.

　　He took a closer look and took a deep breath.

　　I saw a bullet hole in the center of the target.

　　Hit!

　　President Gao also took the binoculars and glanced, then turned to look at Lin Su, unable to speak for a long time.

　　2000 meters, 88 snipers.

　　It's not technology, it's simply a miracle.

　　Fan Tiankeng opened his mouth wide, his hands still holding the glasses, unable to react for a long time.

　　After almost 3 minutes, he suddenly gave a wry smile.

　　"Go away! I admit, I can't teach you anything."

　　Lin Su: "This is the end? Chief, do you want to compete in jungle warfare, or fighting or something? Otherwise, you can wear makeup!"

　　Fan Tiankeng's face darkened, if he hadn't been worried about the presence of outsiders, he would have scolded him long ago.

　　Jungle battle?

　　Don't think I don't know, when the enemy had snipers, you single-handedly singled out more than 50 heavily armed gangsters and killed 10 of them.

　　fighting?

　　Nima, Chen Shanming was KO'd by you in 5 seconds just now. No one in Lao Tzu's entire wolf-tooth special combat brigade can do it.

　　As for makeup?

　　Change your sister!

　　Miao Lang still has a nondescript face, if you don't wash off the makeup on his face, I will never finish with you.

　　Speaking unhappily, Fan Tiankeng took out his mobile phone and called No. 1.

　　"Hey! No. 1, Lin Su, let's not come."

　　No. 1 on the phone heard it, his face sank, and he said, "What? Didn't I give you an order from the military region, why don't you come?"

　　Fan Tiankeng: "Big brother, please, send him away! If this guy enters our brigade, I will lose face at all. …"

　　Next, Fan Tiankeng told No. 1 the cause and effect on the phone.

　　If Lin Su was brought into the special forces brigade, what would they teach?What can be taught?

　　At most, it is to bring ideology and politics to him, but this thing can be solved by any instructor.

　　At that time, if this kid is unhappy, one challenge will sweep the entire special operations brigade, which will have a great impact on the officer's prestige.