Blue and White Society Chapter 162

  Chapter 162 Official comparison

   There is no doubt that Mo Poor is basically counting on shooting to get high scores.

   In fact, driving can also cheat, but Mo Poor is here to learn and hone himself, so he intends to show his true strength in a serious manner except for shooting.

  As Du Xiaoyu said, this is to deal with the containment objects, not to become an official member.

  If it's just for exams, driving and fighting physical strength can cheat.

   But what's the point?

  If it wasn't for shooting, it would be more difficult for him to fail the exam than to do well...and he has already shown a very high talent. He even wants to rely on his past foundation to develop naturally in shooting.

   "There are very few people in the shooting line." Du Xiaoyu looked at it and said.

  Yan Wei said: "There are fewer people in line, but the waiting time is longer because there are too many items to be tested."

   They were at the back of the queue, and they saw that a few acquaintances had already started the exam.

Mike was among them, and the test included not only firearms, but also throwing objects and crossbows, and even vehicle shooting, that is, sitting in a simulation cabin, simulating tank shooting, aircraft shooting, and even remote control shooting items like this.

  This is a major item, just like driving, it is very difficult to get a high score because few people are proficient in all items.

  I saw Mike, who was still full of confidence last night, throwing darts in a daze.

   Fixed targets, moving targets, and even multiple moving targets.

  From ten meters to fifty meters to one hundred meters...two, eight, sixteen, and even thirty-two targets...round targets, human targets, live targets...

  After trying all darts, hook locks, grenades, fine bows, and crossbows.

  Mike finally touched his beloved gun crying.

  He didn't even need to ask about these exams before, he knew that he had absolutely low scores.

  For example, he was not allowed to test the 50-meter target at all, because he didn't even hit the 20-meter target once.

  Multiple moving targets also failed the test, because he failed to hit a single moving target.

  Just like when Mo Qiong took the driving test, he basically finished the test after playing with the vehicle, and there is no need to take the advanced test.

  Mike, who was holding the revolver at this moment, took a deep breath and regained his confidence.

  He skillfully inspected the firearm and loaded it to preview, with a standard posture, all in one go.

   "It's time to start." The staff said.

   "Bang bang..."

  Mike accurately shot the nearby target, and hit nine out of ten rings.

   The staff member just said flatly: "Continue."

   When it was changed to 20 meters, Mike's accuracy dropped significantly. The highest was still the tenth ring, but the worst was the sixth ring.

   And at 30 meters, half of them missed the target.

  Forty meters, all missed the target.

   Then I tried projects such as moving targets, obstacle shooting and multiple target bursts.

  Although it seems that the hit rate is very low, don't forget that he only uses a revolver. Mike's performance is already quite outstanding.

  The staff calmly said: "Okay."

  Mike laughed: "How is it?"

   "Hmm..." The staff was noncommittal.

  Mike dissatisfied: "This kind of performance is already top-notch, okay? If you go farther, it's a sniper, what else do you want? The accuracy of this gun is not good."

  He looked at some people beside him, they were not as good as him, there were many people who missed the target by ten meters.

   "Change the gun." The staff clicked on the shooting platform, and immediately put out various light machine guns.

   It is not necessary to take the test for all guns, just choose one of the guns of the same type that you are good at.

  Mike picked what he was good at, continued similar tests, and then replaced it with automatic rifles, heavy machine guns, sniper rifles and even grenade launchers...

  Finally let him enter the vehicle shooting simulation cabin, and he was called out after only two minutes.

   "Okay, you can go." The staff said, recording the score into Mike's belt.

  As soon as Mike checked the results, his dark face turned even darker.

"Twenty points? Are you kidding me? I got 30 points in the physical fitness test!" Mike said anxiously. As a professional bodyguard, he has practiced guns for many years, and he regards this as his specialty, but he did not pass the test. Not as good as physical fitness.

  The staff calmly said: "What does physical fitness have to do with shooting?"

   "But it's not only twenty points, right? My marksmanship is one of the best in the company." Mike said.

   "This is Limit Island, your shooting is too flawed, very, very flawed..." the staff member said calmly.

  Mike said unwillingly: "Flaws?"

   "Hmm..." At this moment, the staff looked to the other side, and saw on a nearby training platform, a senior student who seemed to be shooting a target 100 meters away with a machine gun.

   One hundred meters!

  Mike couldn't even see the target surface clearly, but the man was shooting with a machine gun, screaming non-stop at the eighth and ninth rings, and occasionally reminded him to hit the tenth ring.

  Many newcomers were dumbfounded, what kind of gun is this? No recoil? Are you hanging up?

  The staff in charge of recording looked calm, as if this was just a basic operation.

   "119, next is tricolor..." the staff was talking.

  The number 19 in the first group took the initiative to say: "Let's go directly to seven colors! I want to try seven colors!"

"Can."

  Only ten meters away, a seven-color disc with the height of a person rose up immediately, like a lottery turntable, with seven-color areas on it.

   Immediately afterwards, the disc rotated, turning faster and faster, and finally mixed into one color, which was basically white when viewed by others.

   "Damn it... isn't it?" The newcomers in line felt their scalps go numb.

  I saw that No. 19 squinted his eyes, and his eyeballs followed, concentrating.

  The staff member said softly: "Red."

   "Boom!" No. 19 immediately fired a shot.

   After a few seconds, another shot is fired, and then another shot.

   It took four full minutes to finish firing all the bullets in the machine gun before the turntable was stopped.

   On the stopped turntable, the red area is full of bullet holes, only three bullet holes are in other color blocks, but they are also on the left and right sides of the red area.

   Is this marksmanship? Are you hanging up?

  Mike is about to kneel. The first group actually came to Limit Island at the beginning of this year, more than half a year earlier than them.

  Single groups are all veteran peripherals, or people who are not coming to special training for the first time.

   But even so, what the **** is this kind of marksmanship? What are the Olympics competing for?

  I saw No. 19 sighing: "It really failed."

  The staff said: "There are still big flaws."

   "I'll die if you compliment me." No. 19 seemed to know the staff very well.

  The staff laughed: "Oh, you are great."

   "..." No. 19 put down the gun speechlessly.

   "Well, you are already the first in the group, and you have made great progress." The staff laughed.

   "Really? My group ranked first?" Surprise on the 19th.

  The staff said: "The ranking is meaningless."

   "I know." No. 19 laughed, despite this, he was quite proud.

   "Do you want to test other items?" the staff asked.

   "Let's test another vehicle shooting." 19 skipped other projects and went directly into the simulation cabin.

  He is different from the people in the sixth group. He has already finished the basic test. This time he came here to take the test on his own initiative, and he does not need to test all the items like the newcomers.

  Mike stared blankly, but was urged by the staff next to him: "Don't stick around, work **** your own, and you can do it in the future, next one."

   "..." Mike didn't dare to say a word, and obediently gave up his position.

  The next one in his turn was Mo Poor.

  The venue is huge, and there can be many people testing at the same time, so it will be Mo Poor's turn immediately.

Mike looked at Mo Qiong, and said with a bitter face: "It's you, Mo Qiong, it's difficult! It's really difficult! Don't care about the low score for a while, we are just rookies... I used to think that training outside is good enough, but I didn't expect it here ...I don't know anything about marksmanship."

   "Flaws, so **** flaws..."

   "Don't be discouraged, if someone can practice it, you can too." Mo Poor said with emotion.

  In fact, he was also shocked. He knew the marksmanship he showed in the Mengdao Research Institute, why Li Qing and others were only slightly surprised. And just surprised that he has this marksmanship, not the marksmanship itself.

  However, Mo Poor soon calmed down, because No. 19 did not shoot on the move.

   Fighting back and forth is still in the category of static shooting, and there is no disturbance in itself.

  When the person moves, the hand becomes unstable, and the gun becomes even more unstable. Half of the accuracy just now can be considered awesome.

  As expected, all kinds of difficult targets, coupled with the high-speed movement of the shooter, are more advanced tests.

  No. 19 is still in the primary stage, so it may be too much to say, so let's go to the middle stage.

   From this, it can be deduced that the standard for official club members in terms of shooting should be to be able to avoid in an orderly manner in the double-team of multiple sharpshooters, constantly looking for cover, and they don't know where they will roll next. Under this premise, it is still possible to counterattack and kill targets that are also running.

   And this kind of test is endless, because the number of enemies can continue to increase, and the project with ten people can be done, but what about twenty people? Twenty people are done, what about forty people?

   How much is considered qualified?

  Even from Li Qing's performance, Mo Poor couldn't deduce it. After all, Li Qing fell down surrounded by hundreds of wax figures who were not afraid of death.

   "As expected of the Lanbai Society, there are so many people who are open and listed. The follow-up training on Limit Island, looking at it now, even if it is shooting, there must be something worth learning."

   "But this degree is so difficult to grasp, how much is qualified?"

   "Hmm... I'm sure I won't be able to pass the level."

  (end of this chapter)

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