The villain who travels through the book, this time the heroine has her own system?

Chapter 775

Hearing Lin Chuan's words, everyone present was dumbfounded. If it was just now, when Lin Chuan had just defeated Qin Zhan, Lin Chuan said this, everyone would think it was natural.

But now...

Lin Chuan's words sounded quite funny.

As for Qin Zhan.

His lips moved for a moment, and then he said: "Brother Lin, I see that you are not in a good state today, why don't we compete another day, anyway, the club is here, there is no rush!"

Although Qin Zhan is very competitive.

But thinking that he, a professional soldier king, and Lin Chuan, a 'newbie' who obviously has little contact with firearms, can compete in live ammunition shooting, although he can win, it is not glorious to win.

Simply found a way out for Lin Chuan.

What a pity.

Lin Chuan seemed not to notice his flirting. Not only did he not give up the competition, but he smiled with a hint of ridicule: "Young Marquis, you retreat at the last minute. Are you afraid of losing to me again!?"

"Me!~"

The young Marquis, whose kindness was treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, blushed, "Since Brother Lin insists, let's start!"

Said.

Qin Zhan shouted to the referee on the side: "Tell the rules to Young Master Lin!"

"Yes!"

The referee was still the same one just now. Hearing this, he smiled and said: "Young Master Lin, the rules are very simple. The project is divided into three groups, namely 200-meter fixed targets, 200-meter moving targets and special service training targets."

"Among them, each person has 20 bullets for the fixed target and the moving target, and the time is five minutes. Whoever has the most total rings at the end will win the project!"

"As for the special service training target, this one uses a human-shaped target, divided into hostages and gangsters, and hits the gangster's body. Different parts give different scores, hit the hostage backbone! "The referee handed Lin Chuan a gangster target paper marked with the human body, while summarizing:" In the end, the winner of the two games is the winner! " If there is no other problem, let's start now. I still wait for Brother Qin to call his brother! "" Huh! "Qin Zhan snorted angrily. In the shooting position. "Both of you!"

"Get ready in one minute!"

Following the referee's voice, Qin Zhan and Lin Chuan began to check their guns and magazines to ensure that there would be no unexpected situations such as jamming when shooting later.

Seeing the two busy, the onlookers in the observation area could not help but talk about it.

As expected.

Few of these people were optimistic about Lin Chuan.

After all, 99% of the people present were from the Imperial Guards, and they knew too much about live-fire shooting, so they knew very well that live-fire shooting was indeed a skill that was easy to learn but difficult to master.

It is easy to learn because even if you are a new recruit who has never touched a gun, as long as you throw him into the barracks and feed him with bullets, you can get a qualified shooter in less than a month or two.

It is difficult to master because even among the talented Imperial Guards, snipers are one in a hundred. Talent and training are indispensable. If a team has a sniper, the captain will wake up with a smile in his dreams.

And Qin Zhan is the king of soldiers.

He is a top shooter, and is no less skilled than the elite snipers in the Imperial Guards.

How could Lin Chuan defeat such a great soldier with his last-minute shooting skills! ?

In fact.

Let alone others.

Even Li Linger, who trusted Lin Chuan the most blindly, had wet palms at this moment. She believed in Lin Chuan, but she was not stupid. As a member of a wealthy family, she knew better than anyone how terrifying Qin Zhan, a great soldier in the Imperial Guards, was in live-fire shooting.

"Get ready!"

At this moment, the referee's roar interrupted his thoughts.

Everyone looked up.

But the indicator light began to flash.

"Ding!"

Accompanied by a crisp electronic sound.

The indicator light finally changed from red to green. At the moment when the light changed color, Lin Chuan and Qin Zhan raised their guns, aimed, and pulled the trigger at the same time...

Da da da...

The dense gunfire continued, and the muzzles of the two guns seemed to be spewing fire snakes, while the two target papers on the big screen were flying with debris. For a moment, everyone couldn't see clearly how many hits there were.

No!

Or rather.

It was unclear how many hits Qin Zhan had made.Less.

Because.

Unlike Qin Zhan, there was no movement on Lin Chuan's target except for a few overlapping holes in the center at the beginning. It seemed that except for the first few bullets, Lin Chuan missed the target.

Naturally.

In this case, there is no situation where Lin Chuan's target cannot be seen clearly.

Seeing this, everyone showed an expression of "as expected".

After all, it is difficult for even the most experienced shooters to guarantee that every shot will hit the target when the two of them empty the magazine. It is very normal for Lin Chuan, who was cramming at the last minute, to miss the target after the first few shots hit.

Ding!

Accompanied by the sound of empty guns.

The dense gunfire finally stopped. Without waiting for the smoke from the muzzle to dissipate, Qin Zhan put down the gun and laughed excitedly: "Referee, announce the result quickly!"

Qin Zhan has good eyesight, so he also saw that something was wrong with Lin Chuan's target.

"Young Marquis!"

The referee quickly came over with a military tablet and said directly: "Your score is 199 rings, one shot hit the line, so it can only be counted as nine rings!"

"What about Lin Chuan's!?"

Qin Zhan felt a little regretful about the shot that hit the line, but he didn't care about it, and asked about Lin Chuan's score.

"Mr. Lin's..."

The referee glanced at the tablet, then frowned, and said in confusion: "Young Marquis, wait a moment, Mr. Lin's score hasn't come out yet, eh, wait a moment..."

Just saying

The referee pressed the headset, then looked at Lin Chuan with a strange look, then looked at Qin Zhan, and explained: "Mr. Lin, young marquis, wait a moment, the data center said that Mr. Lin's score needs to be checked!"

"What!?" Qin Zhan was puzzled and muttered: "What can be checked!"

"I don't know either!" The referee smiled, and the next second, his face changed drastically, pressed the headset, and said in a trembling tone: "What, say it again, how much... No, are you kidding? OK, I know, you put the video on the big screen!"

Finished communicating with the backstage.

The referee said to Qin Zhan with a bitter face: "Young marquis, the backstage said that Mr. Lin's score is 200 rings, and his target..."

"How much!?"

Qin Zhan looked at him in disbelief.

"200 rings!"

The referee stretched out two fingers with difficulty.

"What!"

"How could it be 200 rings!"

"Did you make a mistake? Lin Chuan's last few shots all missed the target. It would be good to get 30 or 40 rings. Your data center must have made a mistake!"

"That's right, how could it be possible!"

Hearing that Lin Chuan actually got 200 rings, before Qin Zhan could speak again, the people in the observation area were already in an uproar. However, the next second, the large screen in the observation area began to show slow motion video.

After seeing the picture clearly.

Not only Qin Zhan, but everyone was speechless.