Spoil You All Your Life

xxx99 unit shooting range, No. 1 shooting range.

At the entrance of the admission hall, two guards respected Shi Zixian's handsome and powerful military salute.

Seeing the military salutes of the two soldiers, the people walking around Shi Zixian couldn’t help feeling respected. Mo Zimu suddenly thought that if Zixian wandered around the field during military training, it would be much more. Pull the wind!

Although Shi Zixian's specific tunes have not yet come out, he is not the first time he has come to the shooting range. Moreover, the title of'Youngest Major General' has been popular in the army four years ago, and Shi Changrong is behind him. The aura of the only son of Changsun and Shi Bai, the soldier who was in charge of the registration of the shooting range did not dare to neglect to register him, and led the six of them to the No. 9 indoor shooting zone.

He Zichong sighed, "Wow, this shooting room is awesome!"

The 30-meter-long shooting area is divided into fifteen shooting positions, and fifty meters away are fifteen target positions.

Shi Zixian looked at the people around him, and finally fell on Yao Tiantian, "Ms. Yao also want to try?"

Yao Tiantian was taken aback and smiled slightly, "I haven't played, I don't know..."

Di Zilan smiled next to him, "Let Zi teach you, he is very accurate marksmanship."

"Don't try this, it's not suitable for you." The son looked at Yao Tiantian and made a decision for her.

Yao Tiantian looked at Shizidu, and for the first time did not follow his will to be a good girl, "I want to try."

After that, Yao Tiantian looked at Shi Zixian, "I will definitely not teach me anymore. You teach me, okay?"

Shi Zixian’s smile deepened, "I feel so sorry for Ms. Yao. How can I stop him from caring for his fiancee. Ms. Yao might as well cheer for him by his side. Luo Lang."

"Here!" a man in a soldier's uniform replied loudly.

"Four'Colt' m1911."

"Yes!"

Mo Zimu looked at the number of people, six people together, Yao Tiantian didn't play, four? Is there anyone who doesn't play? No matter, she wants it anyway.

Four'Colt' m1911 pistols were taken out, and the muzzle part was equipped with a laser transmitter. When the shooter pulled the trigger, he switched on the laser transmitter on the muzzle and sent a laser beam to the target. , After the laser beam "hits" the target, the smoke generating device on the target emits smoke.

Mo Zimu happily took a handful of m1911 and looked at it, "I want a real bullet."

He Zichong baited her, "If you say you are uneducated, it would be a waste of my saliva. Want to play a real guy in an indoor shooting range?"

"That is, if it wasn't for the substring, you wouldn't be able to touch this thing." Di Zilan turned over the pistol in her hand and walked towards the shooting position.

Mo Zimu pouted, "Uh, Zixian, you don't have a gun?"

"I am watching by your side."

He Zichong knocked Mo Zimu on the head, "Because you are the least worrying. With you, how can Zixian dare to let go, little witch."

Mo Zimu glared at He Zichong and stepped into the shooting position.

When Shi Zidu, Mo Zimu, Di Zilan, and He Zichong were standing still, their corresponding circular targets with white background and black borders rose quickly, and laser receivers and smoke generating devices were installed on the targets.

Shi Zixian stood beside Mo Zimu with a smile.