You are a star, why do you have all the skills from the underworld?

Beijing, a certain garrison.

Colonel Tan Feibai had just returned from the training ground when he received news from the national shooting team at the National Sports Center, saying that they had discovered a rapid-fire genius and were verifying the specific situation and asking if the military was interested.

"Quick-fire genius?"

"What is going on at the sports center? Shooting athletes and soldiers are two different things!"

"but……"

"It just so happens that the army is holding an army-wide shooting competition recently. If we can bring in outside forces to stimulate these little soldiers, maybe it wouldn't be a bad thing?"

Thinking of this, Tan Feibai quickly called the person in charge of the National Sports Center.

……

Beijing, western suburbs shooting range.

The warm-up test shooting of all players has ended. All players have passed the assessment of professional coaches and are allowed to shoot with guns and participate in this sport. Yang Yiming clapped his hands and shouted everyone together.

"All the teachers are great, our competition will start soon."

“As a rule, shooting sports do not have divisions.”

"All registered teachers will participate independently and their results will be ranked individually."

"Does anyone have any questions?"

Everyone: "No!"

Li Xun squeezed next to Xu Yi and whispered: "Old Xu, how are you? Have you found the feeling?"

Xu Yi replied perfunctorily:

"It's okay!"

After all, the distance is a bit short, only ten meters. Not to mention shooting, even if you throw a sandbag over, you can hit the red heart. So if you hit the red heart with an air pistol, there's nothing to show off.

Li Xun looked very excited:

"Don't say that my brother won't let you go for a while. The main thing is that you know the sharpshooter. He can hit wherever he points. There is nothing you can do."

Xu Yi: "Understood."

Xu Yike understands the feeling of hitting wherever you point.

The two of them were muttering to each other. Meng Xiling suddenly jumped up behind them and said, "What are you two talking about? Are you plotting something bad?"

Xu Yi pointed at Li Xun and said:

"What else can I say, tell the story of this shooter!"

Li Xun immediately corrected him: "What a shooter? He's a sharpshooter! How about a sharpshooter?"

Xu Yi followed the good advice and agreed with a smile:

"Yes, yes, sharpshooter."

Meng Xiling glanced at Li Xun doubtfully, then shook her head and said:

"I would rather believe that Xu Yi is a sharpshooter than you."

Hearing this, Li Xun immediately lost his temper and flew into a rage, "You, you, you...you dog...just wait, I will let you know in a moment what a sharpshooter is."

Meng Xiling turned around and left: "Tsk~"

Looking at Meng Xiling's graceful figure, Li Xun sighed:

"Hmph, dogs look down on people!"

Xu Yi took over the conversation and laughed loudly: "So you meant to say that you look down on others. I almost thought you wanted to say that you were mean. Fortunately, fortunately, you held it back."

Li Xun rolled his eyes at Xu Yi:

"Do you think I'm as uneducated as you?"

Just when everyone was in their respective positions, standing at their respective shooting positions, ready to start the game. A military vehicle rushed over and parked in the compound of the shooting range in the western suburbs. Three people got out of the vehicle. The leader of the vehicle was carrying a bar and a star on his shoulders. He was actually a major!

He led two subordinates, loaded their guns with live ammunition, and headed straight to the shooting center.

When Yang Yiming saw the sudden intrusion of these three people, he immediately realized that something was wrong, so he rushed forward immediately.

"Who's in charge here?"

"Comrade, I am Yang Yiming, the chief program director of the main station's "Supernova Games"." Yang Yiming introduced his identity first, and then said: "We are recording the program here today. I wonder what your orders are?"

The major frowned: "Program? That shouldn't be for you."

After speaking, he looked at the audience again:

"Who is the person in charge of the shooting center? Please come out. I am Major Wang Dayong from the Beijing Garrison of the National Military Region. I would like to ask your person in charge if I have any important matters."

As soon as he finished speaking, the coach responsible for educating Xu Yi stood up immediately.

He raised his hand, but bent down and said:

"It's me, you should be looking for me."

"Major, I have something to report to you."

Wang Dayong looked at the coach, frowned slightly, and said: "Comrade, it is reported that you have a sharpshooter here. Is this the case?"

Hearing this, almost all the artists present looked at Li Xun.

After all, Li Xun was bragging to Xu Yi just now that he was a sharpshooter!

Li Xun was in a state of confusion at this moment.

I have a mother-in-law!

I was just bragging, why did I alert everyone in the military? Moreover, I just finished saying that sentence, this... this is too efficient, right?

What to do, what to do, are they going to take me away?

Should I go or stay, waiting online...

The coach nodded firmly and then said:

"Lord Major..."

"Just call me Comrade Wang." Wang Dayong really couldn't get used to the title 'Sir'.

When the coach heard this, he immediately changed his words:

"Comrade Wang, can you lend me a moment to speak?"

Xu Yi's achievement of fifty rounds of bullets and fifty ten rings should not be publicized too much. The coach obviously knew the importance and went out of his way to explain the situation to Wang Dayong quietly.

Wang Dayong was originally ordered to invite people. As for this result, he actually had doubts in his heart.

For a star to record a variety show and achieve such results, Wang Dayong doesn't believe that he has no moisture at all. It's just that the chief has an order, so even if he has doubts, he won't show it on his face.

Just listen to Wang Dayong say:

"Where is that person?"

"Over there!" The coach turned around and walked straight towards Xu Yi. "Teacher Xu, this Comrade Wang is here to see you. Comrade Wang, this is Teacher Xu Yi, um... how about you guys chat alone?"

Xu Yi:......

Li Xun:? ? ?

You're actually not looking for me, but Lao Xu? Oh my god, have you got the wrong person? Lao Xu has never played with a gun, I am the sharpshooter!

Wang Dayong looked at Xu Yi and lowered his posture:

"Comrade Xu, I am here to invite Comrade Xu on the order of the chief. If Comrade Xu's time is convenient, can you go back with me now?"

Xu Yi: "Ah? I... I'm recording a show!"

The implication is that there is no time.

Hearing this, Yang Yiming was almost scared out of his mind. He quickly interjected: "Don't be in a hurry to record the program. Don't be in a hurry. You can record it at any time. Since the head of the military region is looking for you, you should go quickly!"

To be honest, Yang Yiming still hasn't figured out what happened.

After all, except for the coach who followed Xu Yi, no one else knew about Xu Yi's test results.

However, ignorance is ignorance; Yang Yiming still knows very well what choice to make in this situation. How can the recording of the program be compared with the important event of the military region chief?

Xu Yi said hesitantly:

"Director Yang, then I... went?"

"Will not have any problems?"

When Wang Dayong heard this, before Yang Yiming could speak, he took out his military officer ID card, handed it to Xu Yi, and then repeated: "Comrade Xu, this is my work ID card. You can check it carefully." "And, I I believe no one in China would dare to walk around on the street with a gun like this, right?"

When he said this, he pointed at the two warrior subordinates behind him.

Xu Yi smiled and nodded.

What I was thinking about was: If the military region could imprison him and give him signs of pursuit, maybe he could also activate the 'all-round craftsman' brother online?

But, how can I get myself imprisoned by the military region?

This is a fatal question.

……

Military jeeps passed through Chang'an Avenue and headed straight to the suburbs.

After climbing over mountains and ridges, going around and around, passing through many checkpoints, we finally arrived at the garrison.

Tan Feibai personally stood at the door of the command center to greet him.

"Report to the chief!"

"Comrade Xu has been brought here on time, please give instructions from the chief!"

Wang Dayong’s voice was loud and clear.

Tan Feibai waved his hand, but kept looking at Xu Yi: "Comrade Xu Yi, hello! I am Tan Feibai, the colonel of the garrison. I'm sorry to invite you all the way here. I think you should know what it is. Something, right?"

Xu Yi nodded and said:

"It should be about ten-meter air pistol shooting!"

At that time, the coach at the shooting range told Xu Yi that he wanted to report it to his superiors. But Xu Yi never thought that this would actually lead directly to the military.

Tan Feibai said with great appreciation:

"good."

"I heard reports from the shooting range that if you fire fifty rounds in a row, each shot will get a score of ten. This kind of result is rare in our army."

"I wonder what Comrade Xu did before?"

In fact, after getting Xu Yi's name and the information about the program team, Tan Feibai had already retrieved Xu Yi's file and briefly checked it. His net worth is clean, and all his previous resumes are also very normal.

Throwing this kind of archives into more than a billion people is like a drop of water flowing into the ocean.

It's the ordinary kind.

Xu Yi honestly confessed:

"I work in the entertainment industry, and I occasionally appear on variety shows. Sometimes I also help people write songs. I don't rule out acting in the future, and that's probably it."

These things are almost the same as what Tan Feibai learned.

He nodded and continued to ask:

"Have you ever been exposed to firearms before?"

"It doesn't matter whether it's at home or abroad."

Xu Yi thought about it seriously, and then asked: "Chief, does the imitation gun count?"

Yeah, that means I haven’t played it yet.

Upon seeing this, Tan Feibai asked out of caution:

"That's it, Comrade Xu. Because of the venue at the shooting range in the western suburbs, the results may be a little unstable. Do you think you can try firing two more magazines here?"

This is completely an excuse.

Xu Yi naturally understood in his heart that the Western Suburbs Shooting Range was a competitive venue for the Olympic Games. The ten-meter air pistol, twenty-meter, and fifty-meter events are all standard venues, and the recorded results are naturally very stable.

But since Tan Feibai said this, it means that he still has doubts about Xu Yi's shooting ability.

This is exactly the same as Wang Dayong.

Xu Yi said cheerfully: "Of course, no problem."

When Tan Feibai heard this, he immediately said:

"Dayong, go and call Fei Ying and Xue Lang. Together with yourself, the four of you will enter the rapid-fire shooting range and fire fifty bullets without time limit!"

Wang Dayong's fighting spirit immediately aroused in his heart:

"Yes, Chief!"

Several people quickly arrived at the garrison's shooting range. The shooting range in the army was divided into fixed targets, moving targets, obstacle targets, etc. This was completely different from the shooting events of sports competitions.

Tan Feibai handed Xu Yi a Type 92 pistol.

Then he said:

"You need to get familiar with the gun first. This gun is slightly different from the air pistols used in sports competitions. The magazine is already loaded with bullets. You can test-fire first and become familiar with the gun's operation, firing, sight shift, recoil and other factors. Then, let’s do the official rapid fire. Is that okay?”

Real gun! live ammunition! All over the place!

For some reason, Xu Yi felt a little excited in his heart.

"can!"

To be honest, Xu Yi was a little eager to give it a try at this moment. This state is very similar to Li Xun's state before the game, except that there is a huge difference in strength between the two.

Xu Yi took the Type 92 pistol, which was heavy and heavy.

He walked to the test firing position, took a deep breath, and under the attention of everyone, raised his gun and fired!

When Tan Feibai saw this aura, his whole face suddenly changed:

"How come this kid...has such a temperament?"

"Even Feiying and the others have developed this kind of shooting intuition by feeding on bullets, constantly simulating on the battlefield, and even going abroad to perform missions. After so many years, isn't Xu Yi a star?"

"W-what on earth is going on?"

The flying eagle and the blood wolf on the side looked at each other subconsciously, and they both saw a hint of solemnity in each other's eyes. Although Xu Yi only fired one shot, as sharp as they were, they had already noticed that Xu Yi was extraordinary!

This young man has a solid foundation!

Wang Dayong, who was standing to the left of Tan Feibai, couldn't help but show a look of surprise.

Good guy, it turns out to be a real guy!

Xu Yi did not hesitate and continued shooting until the magazine was empty.

Then he turned around and walked towards Tan Feibai:

"Chief, the gun is good."

"I feel like it's time for official shooting. However, I have a request."

Tan Feibai said happily: "But it doesn't hurt to talk!"

Just listen to Xu Yi said:

"I think the distance of a ten-meter rapid fire is still too short."

"Can we change it to fifty meters, or one hundred meters? Or even further, that would be the best."

Ten-meter rapid fire is a basic skill in the military.

It is a skill that every special operations warrior must master. It is different from the accuracy and stability tested in sports competitions. In addition to this, warriors also need to consider speed, movement direction, and even obstacle avoidance.

If you just stand and shoot, it doesn't mean much to the soldiers.

When Tan Feibai heard this request, he glanced at Fei Ying, Xue Lang, and Wang Dayong, and then directly agreed: "Okay! Let's start with the 100-meter rapid-fire target practice!"

"Fifty rounds of bullets, the one with the shortest time and the highest number of rounds wins!"

Xu Yi was gearing up.

He actually doesn't have much desire to win or lose, but being able to fire live ammunition rapidly in the military is an experience that money can't buy.

Wang Dayong and others are also full of fighting spirit. Damn it, an amateur dares to make such a request. If we professionals still lose, then there really will be no place for this old face!

For the three of them, this sudden rapid-fire competition was a last-ditch battle! (End of chapter)