As soon as I picked up the barrel of the white towel with my right hand, I picked up the butt with my other hand, and when I closed my hands, the barrel had quietly slid into the holster with my left hand shaking, and then I heard a slight snap, and it was closed and it was already in place.

The whole movement was so harmonious and perfect. At that time, Wang Yang would definitely start working left and right. His whole body and gun were integrated into a whole and operating in an ordinary way. How could his speed be unfast? Why wouldn't people sigh with pleasing pleasure?

The guns were equipped with similar equipment. All the soldiers present had equipped guns, but who had seen such a magical and fast method of loading guns? Even their eyes seemed to fall out.

Everything that happened immediately made the entire competition venue silent because everyone was attracted by Wang Yang's actions.

At that time, everyone had a strange feeling, feeling that Wang Yang was not loading a gun, he seemed to be performing some wonderful performance, his whole body moved, but it gave people a sense of beauty with a strange rhythm.

Every move of his has become a rhythm of music.

Every part of the gun is assembled in place, as if a perfect movement has reached a small climax.

When one orgasm after another pushes everyone's surprise and sigh to the climax, everyone has a feeling of being intoxicated/

This is a music like a poem, which is comparable to the performance of the symphony light of dreams, because only such a wonderful rhythm can make everyone savor it, because only such a complete performance can describe the current performance of the ocean.

At that moment, Wang Yang's eyes were so focused. The focused man had an extremely attractive beauty. It might not be too much to describe Wang Yang at this time. His eyes, his movements, and even his guns were installed, making a clacking sound, and then a moving smile appeared on his face. His prank was definitely the most moving part of this movement. When the smile he finally completed the movement appeared, it seemed to push his entire performance to the highest peak in history.

"A magical skill! How is this... possible?"

"Is the gun still installed like this?"

"Oh my God? It's too fast, right?"

"I didn't count the time, but...but, I'm sure he must have not used it for twenty seconds, no...I don't think it may have not even been fifteen seconds!"

"Uh, no! So fast, I simply doubt whether the gun he installed can shoot, it's not just a random group!"

When Wang Yang assembled the entire gun, the first face in front of him, Zhang Chi was Park Sang-je. Only a professional person, could he know how exaggerated and how daunting the actions Wang Yang made were.

At this time, he had completely forgotten to install his gun. If he felt that he could not see through Wang Yang before the competition began, then he would be even more collapsed now because, as the number one sniper in the Korean People's Army, he felt that he was terrifying in the act of installing a gun.

The person in front of him almost made him feel invincible. I have to say that he also began to know that Wang Yang was angry, and Wang Yang was trying to make him unable to calm down. He knew all of this, but when he saw Wang Yang's performance, he only felt that Wang Yang was too worried. In fact, he didn't have to anger him at all. He dared not to reach Wang Yang's level even if he beat him up.

However, suddenly, the above words from the People's Army soldiers came from his professional gaze, and of course he knew that Wang Yang had never put his gun together and installed it, and his gun could definitely be fired.

But... the firing! It is also one of the key points. The only thing he has confidence in himself now is his marksmanship. Although he lost this time, it does not mean that the shooting he will do later will also lose, because although he saw Wang Yang loading all the guns, he still resolutely picked up the gun in his hand and quickly loaded it up.

"Bang!"

The gunshots rang out. When they heard the gunshots, to be honest, Park Sang-je thought he was hearing hallucinations. Wang Yang would shoot at this time, and he didn't expect that he would kill him.

You know, Wang Yang's current speed is faster than him. I don't know how many times he has shot. He can aim patiently. He may calmly shoot the bullets to the position he wants to shoot the most.

However, Wang Yang gave up his advantages at this critical moment. He resolutely fired, and then shot the quick firing that Park Sang-je was also sighing.

"This is impossible?"

Hearing the gunshot, Park Sang-je had to stop the gun loading action again. He could guess the time. He didn't need to say anything. He knew that Wang Yang's gun was definitely after the gun loading was completed, and he didn't even do the calibration of the gun. He immediately raised his hand to shoot, because the gunshot almost rang out the moment he was about to prepare for the gun loading.

Can you shoot like this?! It's incredible!

As long as Wang Yang's initial performance was seen, even the idiot Park Ri-xin looked at Wang Yang with a look of looking at the devil and couldn't speak. That would be even more like the calm Park Sang-je. Who dares to say that Wang Yang is a layman, or that Wang Yang is not an excellent special forces soldier? Then he is the idiot among idiots.

However, in this case, Wang Yang shot a shot that was crucial with such a quick method, which could even determine their game's outcome?

Then, Park Sang-jee knew that there were only two possibilities for Wang Yang to make such abnormal moves. One possibility was that Wang Yang was an idiot, too arrogant, and had no real ability, but wanted to show off in front of everyone, so he made such an idiotic shooting and gave Park Sang-jee the winner of the last game.

What about the second possibility? When Park Sang-jeo thought of this possibility, his heart couldn't help but tremble.

Instant sniper ability? And the real combination of humans and guns? These words lingered in his heart like a devil. Could it be that Wang Yang didn't lie to him at all at first, and even kept waking him up? Perhaps it wasn't the same as he thought. Wang Yang was not angry with him, but it was a bit like teaching him something, but it was just seeing Lieutenant Park Il-xin being too arrogant, so he wanted to take the opportunity to teach them a lesson?

But, no matter what? Park Sang-je suddenly realized that it was no longer important whether he was shooting or not. What was important was that he had to listen to the information sent to him by the target reporter. He even asked the target reporter from a distance to tell him the data that Wang Yang would tell him, and he wanted to judge Wang Yang's true strength.

The first reason is very small, and the second possibility is true, but Park Sang-jeo's heart is so bitter.

The special forces of the Korean People's Army were undoubtedly established for longer than that of the Volunteers, but the achievements they have made are really not satisfactory. At least, the special forces of the Volunteers completely compared them as soon as they were established. How could he not be hit?

The scene was terrible. Even if a needle fell from the ground at this time, everyone might have heard it.

The target is two hundred meters away. From the shooting position where Wang Yang is, the target position there doesn't look big. If you want to hit ten rings, it's about the same as shooting an egg-sized object.

Maybe, forget it all. As long as you aim carefully and calm down and shoot, at least 20% of the soldiers present can explode the egg with one shot.

However, Wang Yang did not aim at all. He raised his hand and shot it immediately after loading the gun. This was very unusual. If this bullet hit ten rings, it means that Wang Yang's gun technique has reached a state of superb level, and even subverted the thoughts of all the soldiers present.

Time passed by little by little. At this time, Park Sang-je stopped installing the gun in his hand. He suddenly stood up and greeted the soldiers of their special forces in the distance, hoping that they would report the target. He just wanted to see the accuracy of Wang Yang's bullets, and then decide how to face Wang Yang.

At this moment, Wang Yang smiled. At some point, he had put the rifle in his hand into his original owner. The Korean People's Army special forces soldier looked at him blankly, as if he was looking at a god, with an irresistible admiration in his eyes. Even Wang Yang said thank you to him and didn't seem to hear it.

"I will wash your towel and return it to you. Thank you! I hope you won't mind!"

"No...it's okay, this...it's my honor!"

At this time, Zhao Xiaoyan also walked to Wang Yang's shooting position with a smile. She picked up the white towel on the ground understandingly, and then walked to the People's Army soldiers who borrowed the white towel. Her gentle words were really more powerful than bullets. The young soldier might not have any fear of the enemy's bullets. However, when he heard Zhao Xiaoyan's smile at him, his face turned red, but he didn't know what to say, but the excitement in his eyes could be seen by anyone.

Then, after doing all this, Wang Yang and Zhao Xiaoyan looked at each other and smiled at each other, and they stood together. Even though everyone in the audience was extremely concerned about Wang Yang's current shooting results, the two parties involved seemed to have no concern at all. Standing in the wind and standing in front of the soldiers, they were like a perfect pair of wallmen, making people feel heartbroken.

At this time, the Lieutenant Park Rixin saw Wang Yang and Zhao Xiao's husband and wife. No matter how stupid he was, he knew why Wang Yang was in trouble. Whether from public or private, he should have learned Wang Yang's lesson. Seeing Wang Yang and Zhao Xiaoyan standing in front of the wind, both of them smiled slightly like fairy partners, he actually felt that he suddenly felt any resentment.

Maybe...this is the difference! Wang Yang said that his viewing of the sky from a well is not ordinary. It seems that it makes sense.

"Ten rings! Ten rings! Ten rings!"

"Oh my God? Did he report a mistake? Is this possible?"

"This is the sharpshooter, the real sharpshooter!"

"The Chinese special forces are really powerful, the volunteers are good!"

"A magical shot is so perfect!"

The result came out soon. With the stunned eyes of the soldiers, the target-reporting warriors in the distance even reported the shooting results three times, but even so, it still shocked the audience.

The final result of the game really doesn't need to be said anymore. Even if Park Sang-je loads his gun and then shoots the bullet into the bull's eye that is far away 200 meters away, it will not change the result of the competition. What's more, Park Sang-je is obviously no longer in a fighting spirit. He stares at the target in the distance, and has not turned around for a long time, as if he is hit hard.

"Captain, so majestic! It's three seconds faster than when we were training at the base?"

"Haha, the most exaggerated thing is that shot! Captain, you have to teach me how you shot this shot too quickly!"

"This is my sister-in-law. I am Fu Rongyi. My sister-in-law is really beautiful. I will take care of me more in the future!"

"Now you don't dare to underestimate the special forces soldiers of our Chinese army anymore. Captain, you really help me gain a face!"

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Several people were happy and sad. At this time, the soldiers of the First Squadron did not care about so much, but as soon as the target was reported, the soldiers hugged Wang Yang and Zhao Xiaoyan. Everyone laughed and greeted Wang Yang and Zhao Xiaoyan generously. Zhao Xiaoyan greeted the soldiers of the First Squadron who had met with him, and then talked to everyone implicitly.

Only Wang Yang's eyes were now looking at Park Sang-je, even though Park Sang-je didn't say a word, Wang Yang looked at his back and didn't move, but knew that things would not end so simply, and maybe he didn't think that things would end so soon.

Sure enough, about thirty seconds later, Park Sang-je suddenly turned his head. He looked at Wang Yang with a very calm gaze, with a trace of gloom missing in his eyes, but Wang Yang saw the passion like flames in his eyes.

He was still extremely calm, and he was so calm that he really felt scared.

Similarly, he still said nothing, and then prepared to walk forward, Wang Yang and the soldiers of the First Squadron found that he was walking to the edge of his gun.

Seeing Park Sang-jie's actions, everyone couldn't help but calm down again and looked at him strangely. Everyone knew that the person who was hit the most today would not be Park Il-xin, and Park Sang-jie was definitely the one who was hit the most.

Because Park Rixin is just a clown who looks at the sky from a well.

However, Park Sang-je is definitely a proud person from his actions and the record he should have, and a proud person has been hit hard by another person in the project he is most confident about. His feeling must not be too good.

His hands seemed to tremble a little, but he touched the parts of the guns. Then he finally picked up the parts on the ground. Park Sang-jeo surprised everyone present. He actually installed the gun again at this time?

Does he think the contest is not over yet and he still wants to shoot a shot?

But, what kind of shot can defeat Wang Yang? This really made the soldiers present feel unimaginable.

There were fewer and fewer parts of the gun left on the ground, and Park Sang-je was slowly loaded onto the gun. Gradually, everyone discovered that Park Sang-je’s movements were different from the beginning. At least his movements of unloading the gun were much faster than those of loading the gun now.

Park Sang-je was praying for the kind of sincerity that almost happened when the Son of God paid homage to the gods. He was very serious about the gun. This time, if he saw that the part on his gun was stained with dust, he would wipe off the dust on it with a clean and straight uniform, and then put the part on the body of the gun. No matter how dirty his military uniform would be after wiping, no matter whether it would take more time to do so, he no longer had any hesitation.

Seeing this scene, Wang Yang and the soldiers of the First Squadron thoughtfully. Wang Yang nodded in an absurd manner, still watching Park Sang-je’s performance motionlessly.

"Thank you for your teaching. I am now solemnly apologizing to you. Our ignorance has hurt the emotions of the brothers. This matter is our wrong. I hope you can accept my apology!"

Finally, Park Sang-je finished his work very seriously. After completing this work, he was the first to walk in front of Wang Yang and looked at Wang Yang with an extremely calm look, but then he saluted Wang Yang deeply and said the above words.

"I accept your apology. I just hope that our Chinese and Korean armies can truly be like a family, working together to deal with our enemies!"

The smile on Wang Yang's face also disappeared. He replied to Park Sang-je very seriously and then said the above words.

"Now we admit that your army is indeed one of the best special forces in the world. Your abilities are no less than any of the world's forces. You are even better than some of them. I think the Chinese army will be proud of you!"

After saying the above apologies, Park Sang-je didn't give up. It has to be said that the Koreans have a Bushido spirit similar to Japan. They also maintained considerable respect for the strong. Under his stare, Lieutenant Park Il-xin came to Wang Yang and the others with the support of two special forces soldiers. Then Park Sang-je and Park Il-xin said the above words almost at the same time.
Chapter completed!