Top Giants: Rebirth of the Black-Bellied Wife

When zhaimu arrived at the shooting range, he found that the whole field had been cleared.

Not to mention rich businessmen and politicians, even soldiers below the commander are not allowed to enter.

Seeing him driving over and showing his ID card, he was able to arrive at the reception room all the way after layer by layer inspection.

"Hello, commander!" With a bang, the door was pushed open, and a smart looking officer reached out to greet him.

"Hello." Zhai Mu immediately met him. Immediately, he glanced at the other party's epaulets without a trace. He suddenly found that, unless there was a military parade, he might not have seen so many officers with outstanding military rank in one day in his lifetime.

The visitor probably knew that he was brought by General Xu, so he spoke with great face. "The marshal will arrive in ten minutes, and is expected to stay here for half an hour. General Xu asked me to tell you that your main task today is to show it. "

With that, he took out a sniper gun from the table and put it in front of him with both hands.

Cheytac intervention M-200.

Rao is Zhai Mu is always calm. When he takes over this sniper, his palms are trembling.

The world-famous sniper King King uses a detachable single row magazine with a capacity of 7 rounds and can be launched. 408cheytac or. 375 cheytac bullet. It can shoot at a distance of up to 2286 meters with a precision of less than 1 jiao. It is not too much to say that it is the most terrifying gun in the world.

"Don't screw it up in front of the marshal." The man laughed, as if he didn't see the stiffness in his face.

Traditionally, if you want to be bold, you have to take risks. This sniper is really frightening, not only because of its appalling precision, but also because there are very few people in the world who can master it skillfully. The recoil force alone is not what ordinary people can resist. If you are not careful, you may break your shoulder blade directly.

General Xu asked him to come by name, naturally not because of the intimate relationship between the man and the superior leaders, but as a prop most suitable for displaying the M-200.

Before you break out of fame, there is no difference between a gun and a bullet in front of someone else.

Seeing Zhai Mu's face change again and again, we know that he should understand. The officer looked down at his watch, made sure it was not early, opened the door, stopped talking nonsense, and took him directly into the training room.

A fully enclosed space with ten targets in a row.

The white background wall is specially made around, so as to observe every move inside most clearly.

"The bullets are all ready. Later, you can shoot 500 bullets. In the meantime, you can't stop unless the marshal opens his mouth." Dropping this sentence, the officer turned and left the room.

Zhai Mu stares at the electronic display screen beside his eyes. Every time he hits a bullet, the result will be immediately reflected on the electronic screen.

Sure enough, the price of skipping the rank is the pressure that ordinary people can't see.

As the champion of last year, even if he is not a professional sniper, but if the result today is too poor.

Zhai Mu took a breath and felt that his military career would be a turning point today.

At the same time, a low-key black SUV slowly drove through the gate and drove into the shooting range. All the soldiers clapped their feet together, clasped their fingers, and saluted with excitement.