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Hassan had already been holding back his anger. When he heard the captain's words, he strode to the shooting position and stood side by side with Lei Zi.

He pulled a HK416 off the shelf.

They often use this stuff.

Pull the bolt directly to load the bullet.

Lei Zi tilted his head, looked at Hassan's menacing look, and sneered.

"So angry?"

"If you lose to me, who has played twice, I don't know how you will react."

A flash of red flashed in Hassan's eyes.

Holding the gun in both hands, the butt of the gun was firmly pressed against the right shoulder. The whole figure looked like a cheetah ready to go.

"Prepare the target!"

Suleiman shouted to the people in the distance.

Bazargan's conditions were limited and he couldn't make a fully automatic electronic moving target.

Laming had previously led people to build a simple slide rail with ropes tied at both ends. The people were dragged behind the bunker and ran, while the target moved laterally in front of the slope a hundred meters away.

The speed may be fast or slow, depending on the strength of the person pulling the rope.

This kind of moving target made by wild people is actually more difficult to hit than the one at the regular shooting range, because there is no pattern at all.

Zhang Jian stood not far away, with his hands folded in front of his chest, looking at the two people in the field with interest.

Zhao Pingan came closer and lowered his voice.

"Zhang Jian, what do you say about this one?"

Zhang Jian shook his head and his eyes stopped on Hassan.

"It's hard to say."

"The key to drawing a gun and shooting quickly is muscle memory and reaction speed. Lei Zi has received extremely strict systematic training. Yasin is not unjust in losing on this point."

"But the 100-meter moving target is still this kind of irregular sliding target, and the battle is not about muscle memory."

Zhang Jian pointed at Hassan's slightly forward posture.

"Hassan has followed Suleiman in the Middle East for so many years, and the thing he fought most was actually moving targets."

"The gun sense developed in this kind of chaos is sometimes more effective than that obtained through formal training."

After hearing this, Zhao Pingan nodded thoughtfully and turned his eyes to the shooting position again.

Seeing that both of them were ready, Sun Yue raised his hands.

"Ten rounds of bullets, until they run out."

"Three."

"Two."

"One."

"Start!"

Hands up, orders given.

In front of the slope in the distance, a human-shaped steel target suddenly jumped out from behind the bunker on the left and moved rapidly to the right along the slide rail.

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