Chapter 159: It's Settled!!

"Ten rings is ten rings, there's no such thing as point-something! You..."

Gangzi had a constipated expression, even more disgusting than eating a green-headed fly.

"Fine, fine, fine, ten rings is ten rings, still more than 9.5, right?"

"Hey, what are you doing?"

In front of the target, Gangzi saw Zhang Su going to pull out the bolt from the 10-ring and hurriedly stopped him.

"Pull it out, otherwise if it hits the bullseye again, how do we count it if it's blocked by this bolt? Besides, I need to recycle these bolts..."

Zhang Su looked at Gangzi very suspiciously.

"Hits the bullseye again..." Gangzi felt a sense of nausea in his heart: "Fine, you pull it. This one is yours too, petty."

As he spoke, he turned around, pulled the bolt from the target Little Liu shot at, and stuffed it to Zhang Su. Since the other party mentioned recycling, he couldn't say much.

When the two returned to the shooting area, Little Liu was already ready. This time he was even more serious than before. Having fallen behind by 0.5 rings, the outcome was no longer in his own hands. Not only could he not have any mistakes, but he also had to pray for the other party to make a mistake, otherwise, he would lose!

Whoosh, thud.

Zhang Su pointed to the target and said: "If you hadn't pulled it off just now, wouldn't my bolt have been destroyed? And destroyed two at once!"

Swish!

Pulling the trigger, the bolt shot out, thud, dead center!

"Good!"

After adjusting his mood, taking a deep breath, raising his arm, aiming, and shooting.

29.5 rings was very high, but as long as the other party didn't make a mistake, it was still in vain!

"What?"

Zhang Su spread his hands: "What pressure? Isn't it as simple as you secretly eating bread? Just do it casually. Hurry up, there are only eight minutes left. If Bo-zai breaks in later, it'll be ruined!"

"Right! Brother Zhang, why didn't you notify them to stop the operation? Hurry!"

Swish, thud!

"Look!"

The bolt shot out, and Old Li's side let out a joyful laugh because they could see the bolt hit the bullseye, stuck in the 10-ring.

It had to be said that the soldier's psychological quality was quite strong. Under pressure, he wasn't afraid at all. Although it didn't hit the red center, ten rings was ten rings, authentic.

"Haha!"

Gangzi's face turned red, and he ran quickly toward the target, not arguing with Zhang Su.

Wu Daqiang and the others let out a low cheer. It had become a habit for everyone not to make loud noises at any time.

Old Li got anxious after hearing Zhang Su's words and even cursed. Even he had forgotten about this, or rather, he didn't really believe Zhang Su would actually do that...

"Help me bring the bolt back, thanks!" Zhang Su was too lazy to run and waited in the shooting area.

Tan Huajun was still the same, took the crossbow, loaded the bolt, aimed, and pulled the trigger...

"Received!"

The speed of the reply made Old Li's group very nervous. The other party was watching the walkie-talkie at all times; it seemed they were playing for real.

"Alright, don't worry, we are very trustworthy! Old Tan, come on."

Zhang Su raised his hand, signaling Tan Huajun to fire.

Tan Huajun nodded, said no more, raised the crossbow, tilted her head, and still pulled the trigger lightly.

Swish, thud!

All eyes looked at the target. The scene was silent because no one could hear the sound of Little Liu's heart breaking.

"Fortunately, I didn't let everyone down. Brother Su, here you go."

Tan Huajun patted her chest, returned the crossbow to Zhang Su, and took back her own. A satisfied smile appeared on her chubby face.

A look of relaxed joy appeared on the faces of Zhang Su's group. Guns, those were guns, the things they dreamed of, they were in their hands!

"Damn, why did it end up like this!"

Little Liu stomped his feet with extreme hatred, his face full of annoyance at not wanting to accept reality.

"It was only 0.5 rings off. You suffered from being unfamiliar with the weapon. If we had competed in rifle shooting, there definitely wouldn't be a problem. Consider her lucky, we'll admit defeat!"

Wu Daqiang comforted him.

"What do you mean lucky? Let me tell you, 29.5 is the soldier's limit, but 30 rings is the target's limit, not Sister Tan's, humph!"

Zheng Xinyu finally found a chance and retorted to Wu Daqiang directly. Why is it an excuse when you lose, and luck when you win? What a crazy logic.

"Sister Tan's hard power is truly badass, I admire you!"

The delivery guy who joined the team, Qi Xiaoshuai, praised her incessantly, giving thumbs up with both hands, truly admiring her.

"Alright, alright, winners should know how to keep a low profile."

Zhang Su carried the crossbow on his shoulder and said to Old Li, who had a constipated look: "Let's go, let's not waste time. But I still have to praise you, Old Li, you have foresight. Fortunately, we didn't add a stake, right?"

"Did you cheat?"

Old Li frowned at Zhang Su, then looked at Tan Huajun, who had a look of relief on her face.

"It's beneath your status to say that. The competition event was set by you, the weapons were chosen by you, the venue was yours, and the crossbow we provided was used by both of you. You say I cheated? How? Auto-lock?"

Zhang Su gave Old Li a big side-eye, thinking to himself, "Yes, it was auto-lock."

Old Li, the soldiers, and the subordinates looked at each other. They really couldn't find any flaws; it was impeccable.

Nothing to say, fulfill the promise.

Everyone came to the barracks. When they saw a room full of weapons and smelled the oil, they were extremely excited.

"Are there really no anti-tank rocket launchers?"

Zhang Su walked around the barracks and looked at the other rooms, saying: "Did you hide things elsewhere?"

Little Liu gritted his teeth and said: "If I had known you were coming, I definitely would have hidden them!"

"They're really gone..." Wu Daqiang shook his head and said: "In peacetime, the military camp's weapon reserves wouldn't be too many. The dozen or so rounds were all used up."

"Then... individual radars, night vision goggles, those high-tech things?"

"See that storage room over there? The individual radar is inside. Go dig it out yourself, you should be able to find some fragments." Gangzi pointed out the window.

Zhang Su pinched the bridge of his nose and said: "Fine, move the things..."

With an order, everyone began to distribute the supplies.

Watching box after box of things being moved out of the barracks, the soldiers felt their hearts aching.

Old Li's group didn't want to help move things, but they were afraid the other party would steal extra, so they pinched their noses and helped out reluctantly.

Soon, forty-one Type 95 automatic rifles, each with five standard magazines, plus eighty-two grenades and thirty thousand rounds of ammunition, were neatly packed in wooden boxes and stacked under the wall they had climbed over.

During the process of moving things, Zhang Su still found some good things, such as infantry helmets, tactical belts, gloves, first-aid kits, etc.

However, no matter how silver-tongued he was, he only got a few items. Even when he offered to trade with food, he was rejected by the other party.

But this didn't matter. When Zhang Su saw Pang Dakun busy in the corner by himself, he knew this was settled!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 160 =====

Soon, forty-one Type 95 automatic rifles, each with a standard load of five magazines, plus eighty-two hand grenades and thirty thousand rounds of ammunition, were neatly packed in wooden crates and stacked in the corner of the wall that had been breached.

While moving the items, Zhang Su still discovered some good things, such as infantry-specific helmets, tactical belts, gloves, first-aid kits, and so on.

However, no matter how silver-tongued he was, he could only get a few items, and even when he offered to trade food, he was rebuffed by the other party.

But this didn't matter; when Zhang Su saw Pang Dakun busy in the corner all by himself, he knew this was in the bag!

(End of chapter)