Chapter 1336 1319. That's OK (5/5)

Chapter 1336 1319. This is OK (55)

Wang Bo's marksmanship is estimated to be the best in the audience, and no one here can match him.

Therefore, Ye Qipeng's words were a bit deceptive. He clearly wanted to force Wang Bo to refuse.

But Wang Bo didn't believe in evil. He reached out and picked up the gun and said, "What Mr. Ye said is exactly what I want, but we are all superiors. There are many things that we can't do by ourselves. We have to find helpers."

Ye Qipeng smiled slyly and said, "Then this is not a competition between us, what's the point?"

Wang Bo said: "How could it not be our competition? We are still the ones who shoot, but we can find a helper to give pointers or other help. They can't hold guns, how about it?"

His words aroused both Ye Qipeng and Assistant Lang's interest, and they looked at each other with the same puzzled look on their faces.

Even though the combination of these two people is a rare opponent in the world's agricultural and food industry, but at this moment, Wang Bo's tactics are still unclear.

There is no doubt that Wang Bo's marksmanship is surprisingly bad. If he is asked to shoot, no matter how he is instructed, Ye Qipeng will not believe that he can be taught to be a sharpshooter, even if someone guides him to shoot.

Wang Bo asked: "Mr. Ye, you are too hesitant. Do you want to compare yourself with the boldness you had when you acquired the Indian South Asia Grain Transportation Group?"

Ye Qipeng said briskly: "You don't need to provoke me, I'm up for the challenge. I really want to see your countermeasures. If you can get to know a super sharpshooter who can turn stones into gold, even if you lose, it will be worth it."

Wang Bo smiled and said, "Very well, then who is your assistant?"

Ye Qipeng thought for a while and said, "I ask your special forces instructor to be my assistant. Let me explain first that he must do his best to help me."

Wang Bo said: "Don't worry, Uncle Bing, go help him, now you are his adjutant on the battlefield, use everything you have to help him win!"

Uncle Bing stood at attention and saluted: "Yes, boss!"

"What about your assistant?" Ye Qipeng asked curiously, and the others also looked at him curiously.

Wang Bo smiled slightly, then raised his head and whistled vigorously, waving his hands.

There was always a black dot hovering in the air. When he saw him waving his hand, the black dot suddenly became bigger and painted a black shadow. It took almost a second for it to fall down, transforming from a black shadow into a steed falcon.

The brave offspring of the combination of Saker and Peregrine, the king of the sky in Sunset Town, Xiao Meng!

"This is my assistant!" Wang Bo said proudly.

Ye Qipeng gasped and said, "You're cheating!"

He guessed Wang Bo's tactic, which is really a foolproof tactic.

Needless to say, Wang Bo called Xiaomeng down because he wanted him to peck the Frisbee released by the Frisbee machine and shoot at him later. If Xiaomeng threw the Frisbee on the ground in front of him, wouldn't he be sure to shoot?

Uncle Bing shook his head and said: "Mr. Ye, don't worry, the frisbee landed means he failed, and if the frisbee doesn't hit the ground, then in order to avoid hurting the falcon, you have to drop the frisbee from the air. Based on my understanding of the boss' marksmanship, That way he might not be able to hit it."

Ye Qipeng thought for a while and said with a smile: "Okay, thank you for your reminder, then we'll gamble like this!"

Wang Bo asked him to start first, and Uncle Bing suggested that he use the two-shot mode, where the two discs were fired one after the other, and the frequency slowed down: "This can maintain your continuity, and the single-shot shooting mode will easily cause you to have cold hands and visual misalignment. "

Ye Qipeng looked solemn. After all, this bet involved a super business, so he had to be serious.

After thinking about it, he agreed to Uncle Bing's suggestion, and extended his index and middle fingers to Hou Haibo: "Two consecutive shots, the frequency difference is two seconds."

Everything was ready, Hou Haibo adjusted the launch frequency of the frisbee machine, and when Ye Qipeng nodded, the frisbee machine made a crisp sound of 'swish', and a frisbee was thrown upwards obliquely.

Ye Qipeng did not shoot directly, but waited until it flew to the top of the arc. According to the laws of physics, when the frisbee reaches the top of the arc, it will stop for a moment before landing.

Waiting for this opportunity, he immediately shot: "Bang!"

Frisbee turned into powder.

At this moment, the second frisbee was shot out, and after doing the same, the frisbee was also crushed.

Scattered applause rang out, and Li Xing patted Wang Bo on the shoulder and said, "How are you doing here? He is an expert, and his shooting skills are better than before."

Wang Bo smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have a record."

"Bang bang bang bang..."

After a series of shots, ten frisbees were hit one after another, only the seventh frisbee was missed, and the other nine were shattered.

When Ye Qipeng closed his gun, Uncle Bing applauded: "Beautiful, Mr. Ye, you can participate in the Olympic Frisbee shooting competition."

Ye Qipeng waved his hand and said, "Thank you for the compliment, Benjamin, but let's not say that our shooting distance is closer than the official competition, but the number of times we shoot, ten flying saucers is a bit too little."

What he said was true. There was a flying saucer multi-directional shooting competition in the Olympic Games. In the competition, the longest flying distance of the flying saucer target was 75 meters, the flight time was 4 to 5 seconds, and the best shot distance was within 35 meters.

Therefore, the shooter must complete the firing within 15 to 20 meters of the disc target flying out of the target trench, that is to say, the shooter must complete a series of actions of moving the gun, aiming, and firing within 0.4 to 0.6 seconds. One can imagine.

It was Wang Bo's turn to play. He pointed to the Frisbee to show Xiao Meng, and then opened the pocket. This is the action he used when training Xiao Meng, which means to catch back the prey that he only showed to him.

Xiaomeng looked at it once and then spread his wings and flew up. Ye Qipeng and Assistant Lang next to him looked at each other in dismay: "Is this bird a magical bird? Does it make sense with just one movement?"

"Don't worry about Mr. Ye. Mayor Wang needs to hit all ten shots. It's too difficult."

Xiao Meng flew up, and Wang Bo shouted to Hou Haibo: "Single-shot throwing, listen to my command at intervals, OK, first shot, start."

The frisbee machine was running, and a frisbee flew out while spinning.

When Xiaomeng saw the frisbee, he flew up with a flick of his wings and grabbed the frisbee with his claws.

Then it flew back, Wang Bo looked at Ye Qipeng with a bright smile, raised his hand and raised the shotgun.

"Damn it!" Ye Qipeng's eyes jumped, and he couldn't help saying a national curse that he would never say in public.

Xiaomeng flew over and put the flat frisbee on the muzzle of the gun. Wang Bo chose a double-barreled shotgun with a large muzzle diameter. As long as he adjusted it with Xiaomeng, the frisbee would be placed on it safely.

When Wang Bo whistled, Xiao Meng let go of the Frisbee and dived down immediately, and at the same time Wang Bo also shot: "Bang!"

The Frisbee also turned into powder...

Ye Qipeng and Assistant Lang were dumbfounded, and they realized after Wang Bo shot two Frisbees in a row: "This is okay?!"