There is no doubt that Mo Qiong basically expects to get high scores when shooting.

In fact, driving can also cheat, but Mo Qiong is here to learn and hone himself, so he intends to show his true strength seriously except shooting.

As Du Xiaoyu said, this is to work hard to deal with the shelter, not to become a formal member.

If you just handle the exam, you can cheat by driving fighting.

But what is the point?

If it weren't for shooting, it would be harder for him to fail the exam than for better exams... and he had already shown extremely high talent, so he wanted to rely on his past foundation to perform his shooting exams naturally.

"There are quite few people queuing up for shooting." Du Xiaoyu looked at it and said.

Yan Wei said: "There are few people queuing up, but they wait longer because there are too many items to test."

They were in the back and saw that a few acquaintances had already started the exam.

Mike was among them. He not only had guns, but also threw objects and crossbows, and even vehicle shooting, which means sitting in a simulation cabin, simulating tank shooting, aircraft shooting, and even remote remote shooting.

This is a big event. Just like driving, it is difficult to get high scores in a comprehensive way, because few people are proficient in all projects.

I saw Mike, who was confident last night, was throwing a dart with a confused look on his face.

Fixed targets, mobile targets, and even multiple mobile targets.

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

After trying all the darts, hook locks, grenades, arches and crossbows.

Mike finally cried and touched his beloved gun.

If he got these exams before, he would know that he was definitely low.

For example, he didn't get the target of fifty meters at all, because he didn't even hit the target of twenty meters at once.

I also haven't passed the multiple mobile targets, because he won't hit a single mobile target.

Just like Mo Qiong was driving test, after playing with vehicles, he basically finished the exam, and there is no need to take the advanced project.

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

He skillfully checked the firearms, loaded them and pre-aimed them, with a standard posture, and completed them in one go.

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

"Bang bang..."

Mike shot the target nearby at precise location, and hit nine times in ten rings.

The staff just said plainly: "Continue."

When it was twenty meters, Mike's accurate head dropped significantly. The highest was still ten rings, but the worst was the sixth ring.

And when it reaches thirty meters, half of them are off the target.

Forty meters, all off the target.

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

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

The staff said calmly: "Okay."

Mike smiled and said, "How is it?"

"Hmm..." The staff did not comment.

Mike said dissatisfiedly: "This kind of performance is already first-class. Is it better to be a sniper no matter how far away I am, what else do you want? The accuracy of this gun is not good at all."

He looked at some people next to him, but he was not as good as him. There were many people who were out of the target for ten meters.

"Change the gun." The staff pressed the shooting table and immediately various light machine guns were placed.

You don’t need to take all guns, just choose one of the same type of guns by yourself.

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

Finally, he was asked to enter the vehicle shooting simulation cabin and was called out in just two minutes.

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

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

"Twenty? Are you teasing me? I got thirty in physical fitness!" Mike said anxiously. As a professional bodyguard, he had been practicing guns for many years and regarded this as his own expertise, but his test was not as good as physical fitness.

The staff said calmly: "What is the relationship between physical fitness and shooting?"

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

"This is the Extreme Island. Your shooting is too flawed, very, very flawed..." the staff said calmly.

Mike said unwillingly: "Flaws?"

"Hmm..." At this time, the staff looked to the other side, and saw a seemingly senior student shooting a target a hundred meters away on a nearby training stand.

One hundred meters!

Mike couldn't see the target clearly, but the man was shooting with a machine gun, and kept calling eight rings and nine rings, occasionally prompting him to hit the ten rings.

Many newcomers were stunned. What kind of gun suppression is this? No recoil? Are you cheating?

However, the staff responsible for the record looked calm, as if this was just a basic operation.

"119, next is the three colors..." the staff member was talking.

Then the first group No. 19 said on his own initiative: "Just let's go directly to the seven colors! I want to try the seven colors!"

"Can."

Ten meters away, a seven-color disc that was one person tall rose up immediately, as if the turntable of a lottery draw was divided into seven-color areas.

Then the disc turned, turning faster and faster, and finally it became one color, and it was basically white when others saw it.

"Damn... no?" The newcomers in line looked numb.

I saw that No. 19 squinted his eyes, his eyes turned, and he was focused.

The staff whispered: "Red."

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

After a few seconds, another shot was fired, and another shot.

It took four minutes to finish all the bullets in the machine gun, and the turntable was stopped.

I saw that on the stopping turntable, there were bullet holes everywhere in the red area, and there were only three bullet holes on other color blocks, but they were also color blocks on the left and right sides of the red area.

Is this a marksman? Is it a cheat?

Mike was about to kneel down. The first group was actually the one who came to Extreme Island at the beginning of this year, more than half a year earlier than them.

The single arrays are all veterans, or people who are not here for special training for the first time.

But even so, what the hell is this kind of shooting technique? What are the things that are comparing in the Olympics?

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

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

"I will die if I praise me." No. 19 seemed to be very familiar with the staff.

The staff laughed and said, "Oh, you're great."

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

"Okay, you are already the first in the group and have made great progress." The staff member smiled.

"Is that so? I'm ranked first in the group?" No. 19 was surprised.

The staff said: "The ranking is meaningless."

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

"Do you have to test other projects?" the staff asked.

"Test another vehicle shooting." 19 skipped other projects and went straight into the simulation cabin.

He is different from the people in the sixth group. The survey test has been completed long ago. This time he came here to take the initiative to test it himself, and he does not have to test all the projects like newcomers.

Mike looked blankly, but was urged by the staff next to him: "Don't stick it out, work hard, you can do it in the future, the next one."

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

The next one that came to this turn was Mo Qiong.

The venue is very large, and there are many people who can test at the same time, and it will be Moqian's turn immediately.

When Mike saw Mo Qiong, he said with a bitter face: "It's you, Mo Qiong, it's hard! It's really hard! Don't worry about the low score later, we are just rookies... I used to think that training on the outside was amazing enough, but I didn't expect that here... I knew nothing about marksmanship."

"Flaws, so flaws..."

"Don't be discouraged. If someone can practice it, you will definitely practice it too." Mo Qiong sighed.

In fact, he was also shocked. He knew the marksmanship he showed in the Mengdao Research Institute. Why was Li Qing and others just a little surprised? And he was just surprised that he had this marksmanship, not that he was surprised that the marksmanship itself.
To be continued...