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    Before the complete second round begins, everyone¡¯s results are displayed on two walls.

    After the data came out, everyone subconsciously looked at the wall. The instructor was urging them to rotate quickly.

    "Thirty seconds! Take off the helmet, change the position, and raise the gun." The instructor looked at the monitors in the optical brain and shouted: "Those who haven't found the position yet will be scored by the second. Don't wait for the instructor to give you everything.  You make arrangements and it¡¯s up to you!¡±

    Everyone didn¡¯t delay any longer.  Even-numbered groups exit the shooting area from the right, and odd-numbered groups enter from the left.  Take turns in turn, choose a position, raise your gun and prepare.

    The instructor took two steps at the starting point: "I know you guys just like to grind. Keep grinding, it doesn't matter to me! One second is one kilometer, the choice is yours."

    "The instructors are all very open-minded. You won't listen even if I kick your butts, so I can only let you run away." The instructor looked down at the time and said, "You, run away!"

    The boy who was selected rushed out of the starting line, stepped on the red line, screamed, stood firm and continued running.

    The instructor pointed again: "You, you, follow us in line behind us! Look at the light prompts."

    Lian Sheng raised his arm and took the opportunity to look at his clothes. He must have been hit three times in the round.

    There is no feeling when being hit, but there will be a red light flashing on the chest.  She had sprinted very hard, and the target area was not that big.  But after all, shooters will fire frequently, and the red line will be drawn crookedly. They must always pay attention to the path under their feet, and at the same time, they must twist their bodies as much as possible and sideways open the target in an obvious part of their clothes.

    It maintains a tight state at the highest speed, but cannot run at the actual high speed level.  It was a little harder than she had originally expected, and a hit seemed inevitable.

    If there are four bombs in each appearance, then there may be hope of breaking through double digits in the later games.

    The boys in the shooting team finally had time to look up at the wall.

    The wall facing him records the results of the members of the even-numbered group.  Arranged from top to bottom, it includes four columns: name, number of hits, number of shots, and others.

    Fang Jianchen is at the end of the list, hanging abruptly in the last box.  Coupled with his double-digit results that were different from those in the queue, it was too obvious and caught everyone's eyes.

    A boy holding a gun shouted in horror: "Who is the last person lying down? Fang Jianchen? How many shots? Thirty-four? Didn't we just have a round?"

    The others were confused: "What?"

    "Thirty-four hits from fifty people in one round! It's absolutely crazy!"

    The boy was still raising his head when suddenly he saw a figure running across the field of vision.

    He didn¡¯t react for a moment and was completely out of the battle.  His eyes turned around between the wall and the figure before he screamed in panic and raised his gun to aim again.

    However, it was too late. The shot missed at a large angle and the target left the shooting area.

    The instructor randomly pointed at the students at the starting point to line up, and then asked them to rush out one after another.

    The instructor lowered his head and started to add notes, and said happily: "Departure, No. 43, one point will be deducted! If it affects the performance of the students, two points will be deducted."

    No. 43: ""

    Fang Jianchen sighed: "This world is really too harsh on fiery people."

    People in the even-numbered group laughed.  He patted Fang Jianchen on the shoulder and said, "Well done!"

    "What a hairy guy!"

    The boys who had not yet had their turn to start were crowded in the waiting area, looking up at another wall in the distance, pointing ahead and saying: "That winning streak didn't it also hit thirty-six? She is in the odd number group!  Revenge, friends!¡±

    The thirty-six consecutive victories include the number of shots that were halfway through the second game.  The score for the first round should be around twenty-seven.

    Everyone scanned it carefully again.  It was discovered that in addition to Fang Jianchen and Winning Streak, there were also several students whose effective shooting numbers were up to ten, but they were not as terrifying as them.

    We don¡¯t know what our past results were, but this shooting rate is obviously on the high side.

    "How did you choose this person? Why are so many people playing sniping?"

    "Am I the only one who thinks the data is wrong? The instructor's cheating is too much!"

    "Then can it be reduced if you hit it? It's better not to be able to play anymore."

    "Do you want to fight like this later? This is only the first round! Let's just talk about how many kilometers we have to run today."

    "You might as well let all of us start running with weights!"

    The instructor nodded and said with satisfaction: "The students of this session, perhaps the default is not fatal, so the score is not recorded and the red light does not turn on.

    She will deliberately lower her shoulders and use her arms to cover the target on her calf. At the same time, she can use her back to cover the target on her chest.

    From time to time, he makes big jumps to avoid the red line area where it is difficult to gain a foothold.  The whole person's movement posture is distorted and difficult to predict.

    Precisely because of this, Fang Jianchen could see clearly and could not find a good starting point, so he did not shoot for a long time.  Then watched her leave.

    With such an action, she didn¡¯t even fall, which shows that her balance is quite good.

    Everyone laughed:

    "What the hell is this? Is it useful to train to be a great jumper?"

    ¡°You¡¯ll know who it is as soon as you see it, hahaha!¡±

    "You're doing evil, classmate Lian Sheng, don't you know that you keep such a high profile? It's the end of the world if you make an enemy, you know?"

    "biubiubiu!"

    "The time has come for comrades to take revenge!"

    ??Lian Sheng feels that this is unfair.  The person who should arouse the most outrage should be Fang Jianchen, but the person who is easiest to identify becomes her.

    Not only did this group of people show no sympathy for her, but they became even more ferocious upon recognizing her figure.

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