Spoil You All Your Life

"Lin Sen, go and expose my second target." Shi Zixian said while looking at Lin Sen who was admiring Mo Zimu by his side.

Second target?

Lin Sen was stunned for a second, a look of joy suddenly appeared on his face, and even his answer voice increased a little, "Yes!"

The second target, as the name suggests, is the red heart target set on the second target. In some outdoor shooting ranges, in order to practice more precise and powerful shooting techniques for the marksmen of the troops, they often set a second target and a third target at a corresponding distance behind the first target. For example, the No. 6 outdoor shooting range where Shi Zixian and Mo Zimu are currently located, the first 200 meters is a target, 400 meters is a second target, 600 meters is a three target, and 800 meters is a target. The fourth target; in addition to the stacked targets like the No. 6 shooting range, there are also moving targets placed on the track in the shooting range. The shooting coefficient is even more difficult.

Mo Zimu watched Lin Sen run away, what Zixian said just now...

Lin Sen returned with Shi Zixian's second target, "Report Major General, Second Target, ten rounds, ten rounds, full crown."

Mo Zimu's gaze fell on the red heart target in Lin Sen's hand. The guns and guns were in the bullseye. Although she prevented Zixian's tenth bullet from reaching the first target, the bullet accurately hit the second target. .

One hundred rings plus ninety rings, one hundred and ninety rings! More than twice her.

Lin Sen was excited, "Substring, psg-1 sniper rifle, you can penetrate the second target. If you change to the'Barrett' m82a1 sniper rifle, you say, will you break the four consecutive targets? Try it. , Try it, I'll get someone to carry it out."

With a warm smile on Shi Zixian's face, just about to say something, Mo Zimu drooped his face and raised his foot and left.

"Stop playing."

Too bully! She shot one of his target rods and was even crowned by him on the second target. How embarrassing and embarrassing she was.

Where did Mo Zimu think that this is just her first defeat today.

"Hey, little thing."

Shi Zixian watched Mo Zimu angrily stepping on the pants of his training uniform towards the jeep. This girl is not afraid of falling. Turned around and followed.

Lin Sen said with a low smile, "Comrade Major General, there is a washboard waiting for you to go home, in fact, you should let your sister-in-law."

The ground of the shooting range was uneven, and Mo Zimu stepped on the overly long trousers, leaning forward abruptly while squeezing his feet.

"what!"

Shi Zixian grabbed Mo Zimu's back clothes like a chicken, lifted her up, wrapped her arms around her, buckled her waist, half-clamped and half-cuddled her into the jeep, and returned to Number One. The lounge on the fifth floor of the shooting building.

Back in the lounge, Mo Zimu remained silent all the way, picked up the skirt and walked into the bathroom, changed his clothes, washed his feet, and watched the red marks on the soles of the feet being squeezed out by the sand and stones of the shooting range. His military uniform was thrown from the wash table to the ground, and her barefoot stomped heavily.

"Step on you to death, trample to death, trample on you to death."

After stepping on, put the clothes back on the sink.

Well, relieved!

Hearing the venting murmur from the bathroom, Shi Zixian's slightly raised mouth turned a greater arc, bent over and picked up Mo Zimu's high heels and walked to the bathroom door, smiling charmingly at the little woman who opened the door.

"Girl, put out the fire."