Chapter 3288
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The warm sun in winter makes the daytime temperature rise to about minus five degrees. As Xia Jinyuan keeps reminding the time, sweat drips down the frontal horn of No. 1 male soldier. He wants to shout to shut him up, but he really wants to shout that the bullets standing at the top of the barrel must fall.
can't move, can't move, can't move!
In my heart, No. 1 male soldier kept reminding himself that he should try to relax his hands when lifting the gun. His muscles should not be pulled too tight, so as not to lead to muscle cramps.
Then the more so, the more unstable the mood.
At this time, Xia Jinyuan did not report every five minutes, but began to report every three minutes.
"Twelve minutes to go One, can you hold on? If you can't insist, you can choose to rest. You don't have to force yourself. "
"You can put down the gun or move your arms. You can do whatever you want."
They all played the psychological disruption tactics.
Under the strong psychological interference of Xia Jinyuan, the No. 1 soldier, who had some shaking mood, was sweating more and more on his forehead. The more he wanted to focus, the less he could concentrate.
He was a little anxious, but in order to be able to hold on to the end, he had to endure, and had been controlling himself like pouring lead into his arms.
It's been forty-nine minutes!
"Calm down." although Ye Jian, who is facing his back, doesn't know what the situation of the male soldier is, she can hear a thin cold in the voice full of bad taste of Xia Jinyuan.
This cold intention is obviously aimed at the No. 1 male soldier. It must be that the No. 1 male soldier was interfered by his success, which made him upset.
In any case, how can a soldier be disturbed by a few words?
No wonder his voice is cold.
Ye Jian, whose chin is against the body of the gun, keeps the gun in her hand stable. Her small voice reminds No. 1 soldier that she doesn't know whether he hears it or not.
"Nine minutes left..."
The first male soldier held on for 51 minutes, more than 10 minutes from his previous maximum of 40 minutes, which is regarded as progress for him.
Maybe it's because of hearing Ye Jian's reminder, or knowing that the time is getting shorter and shorter, the victory is getting closer and closer to him. Even if sweat drops into his eyes, he doesn't move.
Stare at the upper target hole type photo gate, let your attention focus on a point, slowly, slowly collect the distracted attention back, until the last summer this abyss sink way: "shoot!"
Pull the bolt and open the fuse. Just after the clear "click" sound, the first gun sound "bang" sounds.
This is Ye Jian's first shot.
Then the second shot sounded, almost at the same time. It was the first male soldier shooting.
"Play the same hole! Five bullets in all! "
In the shooting, Xia Jinyuan said another rule to improve the difficulty. Before that, he had reminded two people that he would say another rule to improve the difficulty when shooting. With the reminder, the two people were ready.
Ye Jian can only see that she has a steady rifle in her hand and has several shots in the same hole.
It's easy to count bullets and drill holes. It's not easy to finish it. Besides, it's still an hour after the two men lift their guns and hang their wrists. It's too difficult to finish shooting. It's beyond the cognitive range of the recruits who come to watch the game.
There was a change in the man's face. Hearing the order, he immediately adjusted his position to complete the shooting.
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The warm sun in winter makes the daytime temperature rise to about minus five degrees. As Xia Jinyuan keeps reminding the time, sweat drips down the frontal horn of No. 1 male soldier. He wants to shout to shut him up, but he really wants to shout that the bullets standing at the top of the barrel must fall.
can't move, can't move, can't move!
In my heart, No. 1 male soldier kept reminding himself that he should try to relax his hands when lifting the gun. His muscles should not be pulled too tight, so as not to lead to muscle cramps.
Then the more so, the more unstable the mood.
At this time, Xia Jinyuan did not report every five minutes, but began to report every three minutes.
"Twelve minutes to go One, can you hold on? If you can't insist, you can choose to rest. You don't have to force yourself. "
"You can put down the gun or move your arms. You can do whatever you want."
They all played the psychological disruption tactics.
Under the strong psychological interference of Xia Jinyuan, the No. 1 soldier, who had some shaking mood, was sweating more and more on his forehead. The more he wanted to focus, the less he could concentrate.
He was a little anxious, but in order to be able to hold on to the end, he had to endure, and had been controlling himself like pouring lead into his arms.
It's been forty-nine minutes!
"Calm down." although Ye Jian, who is facing his back, doesn't know what the situation of the male soldier is, she can hear a thin cold in the voice full of bad taste of Xia Jinyuan.
This cold intention is obviously aimed at the No. 1 male soldier. It must be that the No. 1 male soldier was interfered by his success, which made him upset.
In any case, how can a soldier be disturbed by a few words?
No wonder his voice is cold.
Ye Jian, whose chin is against the body of the gun, keeps the gun in her hand stable. Her small voice reminds No. 1 soldier that she doesn't know whether he hears it or not.
"Nine minutes left..."
The first male soldier held on for 51 minutes, more than 10 minutes from his previous maximum of 40 minutes, which is regarded as progress for him.
Maybe it's because of hearing Ye Jian's reminder, or knowing that the time is getting shorter and shorter, the victory is getting closer and closer to him. Even if sweat drops into his eyes, he doesn't move.
Stare at the upper target hole type photo gate, let your attention focus on a point, slowly, slowly collect the distracted attention back, until the last summer this abyss sink way: "shoot!"
Pull the bolt and open the fuse. Just after the clear "click" sound, the first gun sound "bang" sounds.
This is Ye Jian's first shot.
Then the second shot sounded, almost at the same time. It was the first male soldier shooting.
"Play the same hole! Five bullets in all! "
In the shooting, Xia Jinyuan said another rule to improve the difficulty. Before that, he had reminded two people that he would say another rule to improve the difficulty when shooting. With the reminder, the two people were ready.
Ye Jian can only see that she has a steady rifle in her hand and has several shots in the same hole.
It's easy to count bullets and drill holes. It's not easy to finish it. Besides, it's still an hour after the two men lift their guns and hang their wrists. It's too difficult to finish shooting. It's beyond the cognitive range of the recruits who come to watch the game.
There was a change in the man's face. Hearing the order, he immediately adjusted his position to complete the shooting.
Recommend the new book of Laoshi, the great God of the city:
The warm sun in winter makes the daytime temperature rise to about minus five degrees. As Xia Jinyuan keeps reminding the time, sweat drips down the frontal horn of No. 1 male soldier. He wants to shout to shut him up, but he really wants to shout that the bullets standing at the top of the barrel must fall. can't move, can't move, can't move! In my heart, No. 1 male soldier kept reminding himself that he should try to relax his hands when lifting the gun. His muscles should not be pulled too tight, so as not to lead to muscle cramps. Then the more so, the more unstable the mood. At this time, Xia Jinyuan did not report every five minutes, but began to report every three minutes. "Twelve minutes to go One, can you hold on? If you can't insist, you can choose to rest. You don't have to force yourself. " "You can put down the gun or move your arms. You can do whatever you want." They all played the psychological disruption tactics. Under the strong psychological interference of Xia Jinyuan, the No. 1 soldier, who had some shaking mood, was sweating more and more on his forehead. The more he wanted to focus, the less he could concentrate. He was a little anxious, but in order to be able to hold on to the end, he had to endure, and had been controlling himself like pouring lead into his arms. It's been forty-nine minutes! "Calm down." although Ye Jian, who is facing his back, doesn't know what the situation of the male soldier is, she can hear a thin cold in the voice full of bad taste of Xia Jinyuan. This cold intention is obviously aimed at the No. 1 male soldier. It must be that the No. 1 male soldier was interfered by his success, which made him upset. In any case, how can a soldier be disturbed by a few words? No wonder his voice is cold. Ye Jian, whose chin is against the body of the gun, keeps the gun in her hand stable. Her small voice reminds No. 1 soldier that she doesn't know whether he hears it or not. "Nine minutes left..." The first male soldier held on for 51 minutes, more than 10 minutes from his previous maximum of 40 minutes, which is regarded as progress for him. Maybe it's because of hearing Ye Jian's reminder, or knowing that the time is getting shorter and shorter, the victory is getting closer and closer to him. Even if sweat drops into his eyes, he doesn't move. Stare at the upper target hole type photo gate, let your attention focus on a point, slowly, slowly collect the distracted attention back, until the last summer this abyss sink way: "shoot!" Pull the bolt and open the fuse. Just after the clear "click" sound, the first gun sound "bang" sounds. This is Ye Jian's first shot. Then the second shot sounded, almost at the same time. It was the first male soldier shooting. "Play the same hole! Five bullets in all! " In the shooting, Xia Jinyuan said another rule to improve the difficulty. Before that, he had reminded two people that he would say another rule to improve the difficulty when shooting. With the reminder, the two people were ready. Ye Jian can only see that she has a steady rifle in her hand and has several shots in the same hole. It's easy to count bullets and drill holes. It's not easy to finish it. Besides, it's still an hour after the two men lift their guns and hang their wrists. It's too difficult to finish shooting. It's beyond the cognitive range of the recruits who come to watch the game. There was a change in the man's face. Hearing the order, he immediately adjusted his position to complete the shooting. Recommend the new book of Laoshi, the great God of the city:
