Chapter 1,355 Holding a Gun with One Hand!

At the end of the opening ceremony, the 32nd Olympic Games officially kicked off.

After getting the schedule, Jiang Chen looked slightly surprised.

The first qualifying round of the ten-meter air rifle he signed up for was on the first day of the Olympic Games, and it was still in the morning, which was completely beyond his expectation. After asking Zhang Yaping, Jiang Chen learned that among all the participating events in the Olympic Games, shooting was ranked first, which was almost an unwritten convention.

Jiang Chen originally planned to take some time to practice, but he didn't expect that he would have to compete the next morning after attending the opening ceremony, which was a bit embarrassing. Until now, let alone practice, he had not even touched an air rifle used in shooting competitions.

If the New Zealand Olympic Committee knew about it, I wonder if they would be so angry that they would vomit blood. They labeled him a B-level athlete out of conscience. Since there were no A-level shooters in New Zealand, he barely qualified for the competition.

This is about to go on stage. Only by not revealing the truth can you call a ghost!

"Have you tried this thing?" He handed the rifle to Jiang Chen's hand with a suspicious look on his face. As a shooting coach, Wang Tao kept looking up and down on him.

Generally speaking, athletes will choose to have a good rest the night before a game, especially shooting athletes. This kind of event that requires a high degree of concentration requires adequate rest before the game to ensure that the energy can be concentrated during the game.

After so many years as a shooting coach, this was the first time he had seen athletes like Jiang Chen sharpen their guns in battle.

"Don't worry, don't worry," Jiang Chen waved his hand, loaded the air rifle in his hand, and pointed it at the target ten meters away, "I'm just trying to get a feel for it before the game, so I can practice casually."

As he spoke, he picked up the air rifle, pointed it at the target ten meters away, and pulled the trigger.

boom--

The bullet hit the target accurately.

Seeing the numbers popping up on the electronic target, Wang Tao's eyebrows couldn't help but twitch.

"How many rings?" Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows proudly, put the air rifle next to him, turned around and grinned, showing his white teeth.

In response to Jiang Chen's smile, which was much better than crying, Wang Tao said as if giving up.

"Ring 0, you missed the target..."

…

Shooting competitions and using firearms are two different things.

The latter is an applied technology, while the former is an art.

How difficult is the ten-meter air rifle? Jiang Chen didn't feel anything before. It wasn't until he stood in front of the target with an air rifle that he realized the difficulty.

First is the target.

It is no exaggeration to say that the ten rings are actually only the size of a pinhead, and the entire target is only as big as a one-yuan coin, and it is ten meters away from the players. Just imagine, what would it feel like to shoot a coin from a distance of ten meters?

If your eyesight is slightly worse, let alone a competition, you may not even be able to aim accurately.

It is precisely because of this that Jiang Chen, who stepped onto the playing field with an air rifle and stood at the 14th shooting position, felt a little nervous. He is still hesitating whether to open Wushuang or not. Strictly speaking, an air rifle is also a weapon. If you use Wushuang, you can use the weapon to the extreme and hit the bullseye without any problem.

only……

Does unlocking hidden genetic codes count as cheating?

"Are you sure you've touched a gun?" Standing at the shooting position next to Jiang Chen, American player Matthew Emmons, No. 15, glanced at the way he was holding the gun and said jokingly, "If not, ,I can teach you."

When Jiang Chen heard someone talking to him, he laughed and said.

"Don't worry, I've touched more guns than you've ever seen."

"Really?" Matthew sneered, "I was the ace sniper of the Marine Corps before I retired. I don't know where you got your confidence."

"Then let me just give you an example," Jiang Chen said eloquently, "Have you heard of the Tearer rifle? There is also the PK2000. It is the standard equipment of the Star Ring Marines. You must have never played it, right? In my opinion No matter what the M4A1 or M16A2 is, you will be a scumbag in front of it."

Matthew raised his eyebrows and was about to argue when the referee's voice came from the side.

"Contestant No. 14 and Contestant No. 15 please keep quiet. The game is about to begin."

Shrugging, Jiang Chen didn't talk nonsense to the man. He picked up the air rifle in his hand and took a few false aim at the target in front of him. The model of the rifle was different from the one he saw in the hotel, but the weight and texture were not much different.

Glancing sideways at Matthew, Jiang Chen read disdain and ridicule in his eyes and curled the corners of his mouth lightly.

If he was still a little hesitant about opening the genetic code at first, he has now put these things behind him. Now that he activates the genetic code, he no longer needs intravenous injection of nano-probes from his watch. If he uses his skills based on his ability, it cannot be considered cheating, right?

The game officially begins.

Jiang Chen put the rifle on the shooting stand, loaded it slowly, put his shoulder behind the butt of the rifle, held the gun in one hand with his right hand, narrowed his eyes near the sight, and said silently in his heart.

Unparalleled!

Everything in the field of vision is coated with a layer of light blue, all colors are reduced to endless cold tones, and all sounds are slowly amplified in the slow field, gradually distorted in the stretched slowness. The rifle he held in his hand seemed to be part of his body, just like his fingers. From aiming to pulling the trigger, everything was so natural.

Jiang Chen unexpectedly discovered that his skills had subtly changed unknowingly.

He couldn't tell where the specific changes were or when they started. At this moment, he was completely immersed in the state of selflessness, and he was the only one in the entire arena who shot and hit the target.

The bullet has already hit the target before it comes out of the barrel...

Seeing Jiang Chen's action with the gun, Matthew standing next to him almost laughed out loud.

Holding a gun with one hand?

Do you think you are James Bond?

Even the most basic shooting posture is wrong, how can you expect to achieve any good results?

However, when the electronic target read out, Matthew couldn't laugh anymore.

In order to facilitate the audience to understand the game situation, when the bullet hits the target, the electronic target will record the impact point of the bullet, and the hit situation will be reflected in real time to the audience at the scene and in front of the TV through the big screen. The historical impact point is shown as a green dot, and the current impact point is shown as a red dot. After the steel ball-sized target is enlarged, each spectator can even see the impact of the bullet more clearly than the players.

Because Jiang Chen was the first player to shoot, when the red dot appeared on the big screen, almost everyone around the world noticed this alternative shooter and the red dot that hit the bullseye.

"Ten rings!"

"Are you kidding? This is okay?!"

"You must be blind. I can't believe that you can hit ten rings with a gun held in one hand!"

The camera gave Jiang Chen a close-up shot, and audiences around the world were stunned by his gesture of holding a gun with one hand. Although they suspected that the shot was concealed, the audience couldn't help but applaud.

Without paying attention to the reaction of the audience behind him, or even taking a moment's pause, Jiang Chen continued to pull the trigger smoothly.

The rules of the 10-meter air rifle qualifying competition are to shoot 60 rounds of bullets from a standing position at a target 10 meters away. The total time limit including test firing is 1 hour and 45 minutes. It can be said that the time is quite generous, but Jiang Chen does not intend to waste time.

Because after turning on Wushuang, the load on the body is quite astonishing.

Another ten-ring shot, and the reading jumped to the number 10.9.

Without stopping, Jiang Chen kept holding the gun with one hand and continued to pull the trigger.

Following the new rules of the Rio Olympics, decimal ring scoring will also be introduced in the 10-meter air step qualifying competition. Each player needs to shoot six groups, each group has 10 bullets. The score is calculated by decimal ring value, that is, the best score for a single shot is 10.9 rings. The 8 players with the best overall score advance to the finals.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Chen had fired ten shots and hit the bullseye.

From the initial excitement to now being stunned, the people in the audience had forgotten to applaud and just stared blankly at the player who shot the air rifle as a pistol. Even world-famous players such as Chinese player Zhu Qinan and Russian player Sokolov, who were standing not far from Jiang Chen, couldn't help but stop shooting and cast surprised, even... Incredible look.

In the audience, people whispered to each other.

"I heard that the target for a ten-meter air step is only as big as a steel drill."

"I'll go and tell you why you can't even see the bull's-eye!"

"This shooting technique is too abnormal..."

"Jiang Chen... wait, this name... shouldn't be the same name, right?"

"Holding the grass, this is awesome, the other identity of the world's richest man is actually an Olympic athlete?!"

Walking behind Jiang Chen, the referee kept his eyes on his movements, watching with disbelief his action of pulling the trigger and the jumping numbers on the electronic target.

After emptying the bullets in the magazine, Jiang Chen skillfully removed the rifle from the shooting stand and loaded the lead bullets into the magazine.

"You can take a rest, you have 1 hour and 40 minutes left in the game." The referee couldn't help but remind him.

"No."

The referee opened his mouth but said nothing.

In fact, what he wants to say is, you take a rest for a while, and I'll have someone check whether the electronic target's reading is faulty. However, looking at Jiang Chen's nonchalant look, the referee couldn't say anything else. He could only watch as he put the gun on the shooting stand, leaned his shoulder against the butt of the gun, and fired with one hand.

There were a total of sixty bullets, all fired in less than six hundred seconds.

The shooters at positions 15 and 13 stood there blankly, having forgotten to shoot.

"I'm done, come on."

Grinning at the American player, Jiang Chen placed the air rifle next to the shooting stand, turned around and left the field coolly.

Behind him were stunned athletes and referees, as well as a group of stunned spectators.

The red dots on the electronic target almost formed a line, and the counter next to it flashed with dazzling red letters.

640…

It is only 14 rings away from the full ring of 654.