Chapter 2492 It’s Not His Limit

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During this week, Gao Yang slept with the gun, ate with the gun, went to the toilet with the gun, ran with the gun, and did everything with the gun.

In order to develop his gun sense, Gao Yang did everything he could.

Of course, Gao Yang spent most of the time holding the gun while shooting, or cleaning the chamber with his own hands after the gun was fired.

In seven days, about two thousand bullets were fired.

The best result was hitting seven targets in ten seconds, but this result only occurred once, and only once in more than 200 attempts.

After three days of shooting, Gao Yang entered a stable period. He could hit fourteen almost every time, and hit fifteen when he played well. Sixteen appeared four times.

Therefore, Gao Yang can reach the top fifteen in his current stable state.

Even if Gao Yang can achieve his best score of seven out of ten, he is still far away from winning the bet.

The difference between seven out of ten and ten out of ten is only three bullets, but it is an insurmountable chasm. Gao Yang has reached the limit. All his body functions have reached their peak state. Plus the distance, he can only achieve ten out. Seven.

And it's not stable, it can only be said to be 7 out of 10 by chance.

But the agreed time has arrived, which means that no matter how far Gao Yang has achieved, he has to play today.

It doesn't matter whether I succeed or fail. After practicing for so long and spending so much energy, I have to give everyone an explanation.

Give yourself an explanation.

Not sure what the arrangements were like outside, Gao Yang was in his bedroom, lying on the bed he had been sleeping on these past few days, holding his rifle.

He put the rifle on his chest, with the barrel close to his face, holding the butt of the rifle with his left hand, and tapping the bolt of the rifle with his right hand. Gao Yang opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, but his mind was blank.

Success or failure no longer matters.

Proving yourself has never been important.

The important thing is to give yourself an explanation.

They will all fail in the end,

Apart from giving myself an explanation, what else can I do?

But now Gao Yang no longer thinks about success or failure, he just wants to wait quietly for it to start.

"Brother Yang, Brother Yang."

Cui Bo's cry came from outside the door. Gao Yang turned over and sat up, saying in a deep voice: "Here you are."

"Ready, go out now?"

"I am coming."

Gao Yang got out of bed and slowly put on his boots and put the turban over his neck. Then he put on his hat and put his sunglasses in his coat pocket. Then he held the gun and opened the door.

Tribble and Phoenix were outside, just the two of them.

Gao Yang was very calm. He looked up at the sky, stretched out his hand to test the wind, took a deep breath, and then said with a relaxed look: "Let's go."

Phoenix hesitated for a moment, and finally said softly: "You have done something that others cannot do. Five out of ten is already impossible for me. No matter what the final result is, you have proven yourself, and It proves that Alexander’s gun is the best in everything!”

Gao Yang smiled and nodded. He knew that Phoenix wanted to relieve his pressure, and it was difficult for her to take the initiative to say so many words.

Cui Bo said loudly: "It will succeed. Even if you can't do it in training, it doesn't mean you can't do it in actual combat. Brother Yang, if you can do it, I firmly believe that you can do it."

Phoenix glared at Cui Bo. She wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't.

After Cui Bo saw Phoenix's angry eyes, he smiled and said to Phoenix: "You don't understand, you don't understand him."

Phoenix thought for a moment and said to Gao Yang: "Alexander and Jack are entertaining the guests. Yelena has arrived. She wants to see you after the end. Whoever comes..."

Phoenix wanted to say some trivial things to relieve Gao Yang's pressure, but Gao Yang waved his hand and said with a smile: "No need to talk about these things, no need to talk about it now."

Gao Yang just walked forward with his gun in his arms. He saw a lot of people, at least a hundred or more.

Many more people came than expected. Gao Yang put on his sunglasses and continued walking forward.

The crowd took the initiative to separate. Alexander looked serious, and Jack was not relaxed either. Next to them stood a few smiling middle-aged men, looking at Gao Yang with interest.

Alexander said solemnly: "Let me introduce to you, this is..."

Gao Yang raised his hand and said in a deep voice: "No need to introduce, rules."

Gao Yang has adjusted to the best condition. He doesn't want to talk to people or socialize with people. He just needs to go to the shooting position and start shooting.

Alexander immediately said quickly: "Three shooting opportunities. If you fail to shoot again, you need to change the target position, but you can check the target position in advance."

Standing next to Alexander was Max. He could ask the shooter not to observe the target in advance, but he gave up this right. He must be generous. Although Max is not generous, he knows that showing magnanimity is already a gentleman. demeanor.

It's a sure win, so why not be more generous?

Gao Yang just listened to the rules and immediately walked towards his shooting position. As he walked over, he saw Yelena.

Yelena is with Grolev, and of course Natalia.

Grolev nodded, Natalia waved her fist, and Yelena just smiled softly. They had no intention of coming forward to talk.

Sagittarius only needs to be calm, not tender.

Gao Yang just nodded slightly, then he lay down on the shooting position, opened a box of bullets, and slowly loaded them into the magazine one by one.

After completing all preparations, Gao Yang didn't wait any longer. He immediately whispered: "It's time to start."

With a soft beep, Gao Yang immediately started shooting. The first shot was aimed in advance. This shot was bound to hit, but every subsequent shot tested his ability.

Incredibly fast and accurate, when Gao Yang fired a shot, Max, who had been watching the display with a smile, immediately changed his expression.

The first four shots hit, and Max began to feel fear before he could even be surprised.

But ten seconds passed quickly, and the result came out, seventeen.

When Gao Yang faced the real test, he immediately showed his best level.

There were incredulous exclamations and pityful sighs, all of which were not loud. Making a loud noise at this time was not just a matter of disrespect.

Phoenix was extremely surprised. She whispered: "Seven out of ten! Best condition!"

Cui Bo smiled and said: "I said he can do it, don't you know? Brother Yang is a practical shooter, and athletes are competition talents. The more dangerous the situation, the stronger the combat power, and the greater the pressure, the better."

Phoenix whispered: "I know, but people have limits that cannot be crossed."

Cui Bo smiled and said: "That's someone else's limit, not his. There are still two chances, just wait and see."