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Chapter 968 Betting(2/2)

Qin Yuan nodded, no matter how he decided he could hit him.

Wei Xi took out a map, closed his eyes, and pointed to a place at will, which required them to perform accurate coordinate positioning and calculations.

Zhao Du took a look and then walked into the tent inside.

Qin Yuan was still indifferent with his hands behind his back, and Wei Xi next to him was a little anxious.

"Captain Qin, hurry up and calculate, and there are computer equipment inside. If you don't go, it will be too late."

"This thing needs to be calculated using a computer. Isn't this a simple thing? I'll just do it with my mind."

What!!!

Everyone was completely shocked when they heard this. How could this density be so accurate. It requires very detailed calculations. If you have mental calculations, how can this be done?

Qin Yuan was very confident at this moment. He just touched the artillery chariot in front of him, then looked at the location on the map, and soon one coordinate was calculated.

The whole process lasted only half a minute.

"Okay, my calculations are over. You go and ask the person named Zhao if it is completed."

Everyone was completely shocked when they heard this. This was too exaggerated. Without even looking at how he calculated it, he actually said that it had already calculated it.

The man surnamed Zhao was using a computer to calculate the calculations inside, but he didn't expect to hear someone outside say that Qin Yuan had calculated it and asked him how he was preparing.

"How is this possible? He is not kidding, this is just the beginning."

Qin Yuan didn't say anything. She was sitting outside anyway. Just like that, five minutes later, the Zhao person came out and he also took a coordinate. This time there was a gap with Qin Yuan's one.

"It seems that the two of us are not on the same channel, but although you haven't called me brother yet, I still want to know that your coordinates are a bit far away, probably around 400 meters."

He hasn't even fired a shell yet, so how could he know that his coordinates would deviate from 400 meters?

It was simply nonsense. The Zhao man looked at him disdainfully, thinking that his behavior was completely a provocation and was useless to him.

He couldn't wait to verify, and the artillery began to quickly adjust the coordinates.
Chapter completed!
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