36 Deadlock (1/2)
”I hope he is the latter.”
Zhou Zhen turned around to look at Zhang Lizheng. A trace of radiance flashed through his calm set eyes.
”Do you mean Mo Wen may not lose?”
Zhang Lizheng's eyes had a tinge of surprise as it was the first time Battalion Leader, Zhou Zhen, commended a young man in such way. Battalion Leader Zhou was not a normal Battalion Leader, he was one of the three Battalion Leaders of the Nineteenth Army Corp. Special Force Battalion.
”The result is not out, so who can be sure? If he really wins, I will definitely give him the highest score in this military training,” Chief Instructor Zhou Zhen said briefly.
In the shooting range, Shao Jianyang raised his gun and aimed. The next second, a gunshot resonated.
In the distance, the referee's voice sounded.
”Bullseye.”
”Yes, he really hit the bullseye. Brother Shao's marksmanship IS simply superb.”
”He is worthy enough to be called Brother Shao. With him in the competition, the winner will never be the 4th Battalion.”
”A moving target will be able to exemplify the real capability of the marksman. I bet Mo Wen is dumbfounded.”
When Shao Jianyang's first shot hit the bullseye, a standing ovation broke out in the 3rd Battalion's region.
”It's your turn. Hope you will not be eliminated too quickly, or it will very boring,” Shao Jianyang sneered as he glanced at Mo Wen.
In the shooting range, he was confident that he would be able to trample on Mo Wen. Compete against him for shooting? Mo Wen was too far off from his standards in his opinion.
Mo Wen smiled indifferently and touched the rifle in his hand before walking to the shooting range in no obvious hurry.
Although a pistol had an advantage in the shooting range as the recoil of a rifle was so strong that the bullet would misalign, Mo Wen simply preferred a rifle.
A semi-automatic rifle was able to shoot more than ten bullets in a second, which none of the pistols were able to do.
After walking to the shooting range, Mo Wen raised the gun and shot without much hesitation; the motion was natural and coherent.
Bang!
After the shot, he walked away without looking.
In the distance, the referee reported the result.
”Bullseye!”
”Yes! Mo Wen hit the bullseye too. Haha!”
”Awesome! So awesome! That's what we call the 4th Battalion; let the 3rd Battalion just be arrogant.”
In the 1st Battalion region, Qin Xiaoyou fixed her eyes on Mo Wen as she held her hands tightly. Her eyes were full of excitement.
”Xiaoyou, why are you so excited? Don't tell me you really like that Mo Wen,” a short haired girl teased while walking to the side of Qin Xiaoyou.
Qin Xiaoyu glared fiercely at the short haired girl.
”Pfft. What nonsense are you talking about? Be careful of my scratch.”
”That Mo Wen is really capable. Since you don't like him, I can ask him to consider me?”
The short hair girl looked at Qin Xiaoyou mischievously, giving an expression that she had developed affection towards Mo Wen.
Qin Xiaoyu snorted lightly, making shooing motions with her hands.
”Go ahead. Look at your dire desire for love. You have so much initiative — I wonder what they will think of you.”
In the second round, the youngster with a squarish face and calm behavior from the 3rd Battalion went in for the competition. He managed to remain in the competition until now, mainly due to his calm attitude.
He raised the gun and aimed. After waiting two to three minutes, the gunshot reverberated.
”Eighth ring.”
Unfortunately, the referee at a distance announced his elimination. After all, it was not an easy task to hit the bullseye on a moving target.
Another person from the 3rd Battalion was eliminated. It was followed by Wang Yuan's turn to shoot.
Wang Yuan took a deep breath, did the warm-up movement and walked up to the shooting range.
Bang!
”Ninth ring.”
After the gunshot, it was confirmed to be the ninth ring; just one more ring to qualify. Unfortunately, Wang Yuan was out of luck.
”Mo Wen, hang in there!” Wang Yuan smiled wryly and walked out of the shooting range helplessly.
After that, it was the 3rd Battalion's turn again.
Unsurprisingly, the participant from the 3rd Battalion shot the seventh ring and was eliminated.
At this moment, the 3rd Battalion was left with two people, while Mo Wen was the only one left in the 4th Battalion.
One against two; the situation didn't seem favorable.