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Chapter 25: The marksmanship is too bad

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    Cheng Chong was immediately horrified, thinking that when the opponent pounced on him, he had already unsheathed his sharp blade and used a poisonous hand on him.  It wasn't until he saw the other party rushing towards him like a dead fish that Cheng Chongfang came to his senses and realized that the other party was dodging his bullets in a hurry, so he jumped towards him.

    After reacting, Cheng Chong quickly retracted his gun. While turning around quickly, the Flying Eagle Warrior inserted inside his belt quickly unsheathed. The sharp blade accurately drew an arc of death at the militant's Adam's apple.  Wire.

    Immediately, blood spurted out from the wound, and gurgling sounds erupted in the throat. The militant opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He covered the wound on his neck with both hands, trying to stop the bleeding, but  How could the blood that was flowing out like a spurt be stopped with both hands?  A moment later, full of reluctance and infinite yearning for life, he immediately died to see their true God.

    Almost at the same time, countless bullets were fired towards Cheng Chong like pouring water. The bullets hit the edge of the pit and made a sizzling sound.

    If this scene appears in a movie, the wise director and the screenwriter who are good at choreography will definitely let the protagonist hold a corpse to block bullets while shooting with a gun with one hand. This heroic and iron-blooded scene is enough to make viewers who have watched the movie  The blood is boiling, the blood is flaring, and the buttocks are slapped in admiration.

    However, in reality, if you really stupidly believe in those tricks and use your body to block bullets, especially rifle bullets at close range, you are undoubtedly seeking death.  In fact, at close range, even body armor equipped with special steel plates is useless against rifle bullets, let alone human flesh and blood.

    Cheng Chong certainly did not make such a low-level mistake. Faced with countless bullets fired at him, he pushed the opponent's body above the pit, and the opponent's gun immediately went silent.  Although that group of militants was extremely cruel, they were not willing to shoot at their companions, especially when the life or death of their companions was not yet determined.

    Taking advantage of the opponent's moment of ceasefire and the cover of the militant's body blocking the opponent's shooting sight, Cheng Chong quickly rolled and jumped back. In the dark night, a few rabbits rose and fell, and he crossed seventy or eighty meters.  .  However, his right leg was injured and he had little strength after all. After all this torment, the pain caused him to break out in a cold sweat, grinning, and his face twitched uncontrollably.

    It¡¯s so dangerous!  Fortunately, there was a daredevil to protect him, otherwise, he would probably have dedicated his life here and sacrificed his life for the country.  Although he had already crossed seventy or eighty meters, Cheng Chong still felt frightened and lamented when he recalled the scene where bullets were flying around his head.

    Cheng Chong had no choice but to stop and immediately lay down, hiding in a low place behind a pile of dry and prickly camel thorns. He opened his dark eyes and looked carefully where he was coming from, and saw that the armed group was quickly passing by.  After finding the body of his companion, the cat hunched over and continued to search forward.

    Having gained wisdom from the experience of being shot at just now, this group of militants immediately responded accordingly. However, they were lined up in a row, no longer crowded together, and there were five to five soldiers between each other.  Ten meters apart, a skirmishing line was formed, leaning on the left and right, supporting each other, moving forward together, and searching forward.

    ¡°Obviously, the arrangement of this group of individual militants is indeed in line with military common sense.  For the injured Cheng Chong, this was a huge disadvantage.

    Cheng Chong took advantage of the opportunity to catch his breath, and quickly replaced the empty magazine on the rifle, clicked the full magazine, loaded it, then pulled the trigger and pushed the bullet into the chamber, then took aim with the gun.

    In the dark night, aiming at a target seventy or eighty meters away is really not a simple and easy task.  Cheng Chong held his breath and looked out through the crosshair. He saw that the enemies were just blurry black illusory shadows, making it impossible to aim accurately.

    At this time, Cheng Chong was not a special shooter who had received special training.  To put it bluntly, he did three shooting exercises when he was in the recruit company. He shot at a half-body fixed target from a distance of 100 meters, ten rounds of bullets in two minutes, and it was still broad daylight, but it was such a simple shooting.  , Cheng Chong¡¯s grades were barely passing.

    And the shooting conditions at that time were simply incomparable to today.

    Cheng Chong rubbed his swollen and sore right eye and blinked hard, but when the target appeared in the crosshair, it was still blurry and unreal.  Cheng Chong's forehead began to sweat.

    what to do?  what to do?  To shoot or not to shoot?  If you shoot, you don't have any confidence in your heart, and you will expose yourself.  If we don't shoot, these bastards are still moving forward step by step. If we wait until they get closer and then shoot, the advantage is that they are not here anymore.

    Cheng Chong¡¯s brain was running fast, thinking tangledly and quickly.Standing.

    have to!  shooting!  You can't wait for them to get close. Anyway, if you have difficulty shooting from a long distance, the other party will definitely not be easy either.  Otherwise, when they get closer, wouldn't he have to take the same risk again? Fortunately, there was a daredevil who helped to cover him. If it happened again, he might not be as lucky as before.

    Since one bullet is not sure to hit, then fire two or three in a row. In this way, the hit rate will naturally be greatly improved!  right!  Just shoot short bursts.

    Cheng Chong made up his mind and just did it.  He slowly moved the barrel of the gun, and the sight of the rifle immediately locked on a dark shadow directly in front of him, but he saw that the dark shadow was hunched over and slowly walking towards him, okay!  It's just him, I don't know whether he is lucky or unlucky.

    Da da da!

    Cheng Chong narrowed his eyes slightly, immediately pulled the trigger, and then released it. With just the right rhythm, three bullets roared out of the gun barrel at high speed, carrying Cheng Chong's anger and hatred.

    It¡¯s hit, it seems like it¡¯s hit.  Cheng Chong looked carefully towards the impact point, but saw that the black shadow immediately shrunk. Cheng Chong thought he had hit the target.

    However, within three to five seconds at most, the dark figure stood up again and continued to search forward without any sign of injury.

    What's happening here?  What does this mean?  Could it be that three bullets were fired in a row without even hitting a hair? It makes no sense!  This this shooting technique is too stinky!

    Cheng Chong was unable to complain about his almost stinking marksmanship.

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    Before Cheng Chong had time to blame himself, he saw countless bullets flying towards the dried camel thorns in front of him, smashing the branches and leaves and sending thorns flying.

    Fortunately, although this group of militants fought back quickly, their shooting skills were probably worse than Cheng Chong's. Many of them didn't see the target clearly at all, and didn't even see Cheng Chong's exposed firepower points clearly, so they just headed in the general direction.  They fired wildly, covering all blind spots, and many people even fired their guns into the air. My companions were all firing their guns anyway, so why didn't I show off by firing a few shots?  Just think of it as adding to the atmosphere!

    Cheng Chong¡¯s hidden position was located in a low recess behind the camel thorns. Fortunately, this inconspicuous low recess blocked him from the steady stream of rifle bullets fired at him.  But the roaring wave of death caused by the bullet is really frightening and frightening.

    "We can't stay in this place any longer. The target has been exposed. If we stay here any longer, we will only become more passive."  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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