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Middle section.

The obstacles became more densely packed.

The targets are appearing in more unpredictable directions.

Behind the high wall on the left, two iron targets bounced up one after another.

From the gap in the sandbags on the right, another target, with only half its head showing, peeked out.

Wu Hanfeng first moved the gun to the left and then to the right.

boom!

boom!

boom!

All three iron targets fell down.

Just as he was about to pass a low obstacle, four targets suddenly sprang up from both sides in front of him.

Behind each of the two targets, there was also a hostage target.

The positions are intertwined.

The angles are complex.

Many students outside the venue were on tenterhooks.

If you can establish a foothold in this position and deal with each case one by one, the difficulty is not too great.

But Wu Hanfeng is currently in a state of high-speed movement.

There is another low obstacle ahead.

Continuing to run will affect the shooting angle.

Stopping would be a waste of time.

However, Wu Hanfeng did not stop at all.

Just a few meters from the obstacle, he suddenly shifted his weight downwards.

Immediately afterwards, he glided forward using the momentum!

Keep your knees close to the ground.

The body quickly passed by the low obstacle.

The rifle in his right hand had already been raised.

Slide on your knees!

boom!

The leftmost target has fallen!

The muzzle moved sideways.

boom!

The first target on the right has fallen!

The body is still sliding forward.

The angle between the hostage target and the target also changes rapidly with his position.

The moment the two targets briefly separate.

boom!

boom!

The last two targets were hit simultaneously.

Four iron targets fell one after another.

The two hostage targets were intact.

Wu Hanfeng had already used the momentum of his gliding to pass through the obstacle area, and with a push of his left foot against the ground, he stood up again.

Keep accelerating!

The entire movement, from sliding down to standing up, was seamless without any pause.

The shooting range was completely silent.

Everyone was stunned by what they saw.

Liu Zhen's demonstration just now was stable, accurate, and fluent.

Every movement was perfectly executed.

However, Wu Hanfeng's performance at this point could no longer be described as standard.

He didn't seem to be completing a training exercise at all.

It's more like using the speed of a 100-meter sprint to clear out all the targets that appear along the way.

Sliding on your knees isn't for showing off.

Rather, it was because his low posture at that moment allowed him to pass through the obstacle and obtain the most suitable shooting angle.

Shooting with one hand is not an overconfidence.

Rather, it was his right arm that was truly able to steady the rifle.

All the seemingly exaggerated movements, however, did not violate the rules.

It did not affect the accuracy of the shot.

The twentieth shot rang out!

The second magazine was empty.

Wu Hanfeng has been replaced once again.

This time, because he was moving at full speed, everyone could see him more clearly.

The empty magazine has just left.

The new magazines have already arrived.

The second replacement was completed cleanly and efficiently.

The target ahead has just bounced up.

boom!

The twenty-first iron target fell down with a thud.

The expression on Liu Zhen's face had completely frozen.

He had just thought that his perfect score in 22 seconds would at least make Wu Hanfeng take this subject seriously.

Now it seems...

Wu Hanfeng is indeed quite serious.

So serious that they were prepared to erase his twenty-two seconds from everyone's memory.

Han Song stared at Wu Hanfeng's running route and whispered, "His current speed is approaching that of a 100-meter sprint."

Inside the venue.

The final stretch was less than thirty meters.

The target pops out at its maximum speed.

One on the left.

The two on the right.

Another obstacle popped up behind the one directly in front of us.

Wu Hanfeng maintained a high speed throughout.

His eyes seemed capable of capturing changes in multiple directions simultaneously.

As soon as each target appeared, the muzzle of the gun began to turn.

boom!

The twenty-second one!

boom!

The twenty-third!

boom!

The twenty-fourth one!

The gunfire grew increasingly frequent.

The sound of the iron targets falling was almost continuous.

The support personnel responsible for controlling the projectile target looked at the equipment in front of them, their expressions gradually becoming blank.

In the past, when conducting this subject, the most common situation he encountered was that the target would be launched into the air, but the shooter would not notice.

Or, they spotted it, but before the gun could even be turned, the target had already fallen.

But today it's completely the opposite.

The target fell down as soon as it bounced up.

It was so fast that he even doubted whether he was controlling the target.

It was Wu Hanfeng who was in control.

Whichever button he pressed, Wu Hanfeng would hit that button.

Not a single one was given a chance to stay on the ground for even half a second longer to breathe.

Behind the twenty-fifth target, the last hostage target is hidden.

The target bounced at an extremely small angle.

Only a portion of the side was visible.

Wu Hanfeng did not fire blindly.

His footsteps quickly cut to the right.

The muzzle was adjusted slightly.

The moment the effective target area is fully exposed.

boom!

The iron target fell down.

The hostage target was unaffected.

Followed by.

The twenty-sixth!

The twenty-seventh!

The twenty-eighth!

The finish line is almost in sight.

Everyone instinctively held their breath.

There are two more goals.

But Wu Hanfeng was only a dozen meters away from the finish line.

If the target appears a little later, he might even cross the finish line first.

Just then.

click!

Behind the last tire obstacle on the left, the twenty-ninth target suddenly bounced up.

boom!

The iron target had only risen halfway when it fell back down.

What about the last one?

Everyone's eyes quickly swept across the area.

No!

Wu Hanfeng is just a few steps away from the finish line!

Liu Zhen's hands clenched involuntarily.

Does that mean we need to cut one short?

next second.

Behind an inconspicuous low wall on the right side of the finish line, the thirtieth target suddenly popped up!

The angle was almost right next to Wu Hanfeng's side and rear.

It appeared quickly and suddenly.

Many people in the group didn't even have time to see clearly.

Wu Hanfeng, however, seemed to have sensed it all along.

The forward-rushing body did not stop.

His right arm suddenly turned to the side and backward.

The gun barrel was pointed at the target in a very short time.

boom!

The final shot rang out!

The thirtieth iron target trembled violently.

It crashed down!

Almost at the same instant the iron target fell, Wu Hanfeng stepped across the finish line!

"stop!"

Qin Gang pressed the stopwatch hard.

Even their voices have changed.

Wu Hanfeng immediately slowed down.

The rifle in his right hand was always pointed in a safe direction.

After standing firmly at the finish line, he completed the gun inspection according to the on-site commands to confirm safety.

He then slowly exhaled.

The entire shooting range was deathly silent.

There was no cheering.

There was no discussion.

No one had yet recovered from what had just happened.

Thirty goals.

Thirty gunshots rang out.

The entire journey is at high speed.

The magazine was changed twice.

Shooting with one hand.

There was also a sliding kneeling obstacle passage in the middle.

One hundred meters from the starting point to the finish line.

Wu Hanfeng practically rushed over.

Qian Kun's mouth was open.

Ma Teng's eyes widened in surprise.

Sun Dawei even forgot which number he had just counted.

Although Hao Qiang was mentally prepared, he still felt that he was not adequately prepared after seeing the results.

He originally thought that Wu Hanfeng had at most performed this subject very well.

Unexpectedly, this guy turned the shooting game into a sports meet.

He was the kind of person who participated in the 100-meter final while also cleaning up the shooting range.