Chapter 47

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Yang Feng looked at Li Xiangdong's results and felt a bit disheartened.

His own results were also out: sixteen bullets, a total of 150 points. Such a score could be considered quite excellent in the police academy, even top-notch.

But that was in other years. This year, such a score wasn't good enough, because there was a freak in front of him who scored 160 points with sixteen bullets.

Such a score with this kind of pistol could only be called a miracle.

After all, in the Olympics, those world-class shooting experts, using air pistols with no recoil in a closed venue, might not necessarily achieve such a score at this distance.

At 25 meters, Yang Feng could still say that Li Xiangdong was indeed very accurate, but at 50 meters, hitting ten rings with every shot on a half-body target could only mean that this guy was a freak.

Now it was the 10-meter moving target, and even Yang Feng wanted to see what kind of score this guy could achieve.

Soon it was Li Xiangdong's turn to step up. When he did, the entire venue held its breath, and the leaders on the podium mostly had smiles on their faces.

Many people had already made up their minds to talk to this young man after the performance, offering him various conditions and then signing him up.

Things like early confirmation and a household registration in a first-tier city were no problem. As long as this young man came over and practiced well, the national police system's major competitions in the next few years would be a sure win, as long as he maintained today's level!

The leaders on the podium had their own thoughts, while the students in the audience were also wide-eyed.

After the weekend, Li Xiangdong's image had changed dramatically. Many people didn't quite believe the rumors about him, but today on the fighting ground, everyone saw him take down Jin Gang with just a few punches. Now, on the shooting range, he was showing off again. Everyone wanted to see how many more miracles this guy could create.

Some observant students had already pointed out that his previous sixteen shots, scoring 160 points, had already broken the police academy's long-standing record.

Now it was the 10-meter moving target, and everyone wanted to see if he could create another miracle and set a new record.

The school's record for the 10-meter moving target was 78 points, set by a senior two years ago. This was already a miracle, given the environment and the use of the old 54 pistol.

For over two years, countless juniors and even instructors had tried to break this record, but no one had succeeded. Today, everyone wanted to see if this young man, who had repeatedly created miracles, could do it again.

Li Xiangdong came to the shooting position, chewing gum nonchalantly. He looked ahead and, at the instructor's command, put on the ear protection. At this moment, he had no idea that his every move was capturing the attention of so many people.

He glanced at the instructor, who waved a small red flag, and the moving targets began to move from left to right, eight target papers moving back and forth with little interval.

Li Xiangdong didn't rush to raise his pistol and aim like the other students. He stood there casually, watching the moving targets, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Just as everyone was feeling puzzled, he suddenly raised his gun, just as before, without any hesitation.

The shooting range was filled with continuous 'bangs' from the gun, echoing throughout the venue.

Not only were the students in the audience stunned, but the leaders on the podium were also taken aback.

After all, when you shoot at a fixed target, continuous shooting is understandable because of your strong wrist. But now you're shooting at a moving target.

Each shot requires fine adjustments, and this guy was ignoring the gun's recoil, insisting on continuous shooting, which goes against the principles of shooting and physics.

Even a slight movement of the gun's muzzle, just a few micrometers, could result in a huge difference between the bullet's trajectory and the intended target.

Is this guy crazy?

Wanting to look cool is one thing, but you can't do it like this.

Damn, idiot, wait until you see your empty target paper, and then see how you act.

Yang Feng's eyes showed a hint of joy, and he spat on the ground. According to his estimation, this guy was about to fail.

But the results that soon came back shocked everyone again, with every shot hitting ten rings.

Even the leaders on the podium felt their ears might be deceiving them.

"How is this possible?"

Director Wang spoke first. Although he had a background in political work, he had also been to the shooting range and shot pistols, including the old 54.

He knew how difficult the gun was to control. His classmates and friends had practiced with this gun, firing hundreds or even thousands of bullets, but few could achieve such a score.

But the young man in his early twenties in front of him had done it, turning the semi-automatic old 54 into a machine gun mode and still hitting ten rings with every shot. This was too exaggerated.

"Bring the target papers over for Director Wang to see."

Hao Runtong had been holding back with this Director Wang. If it weren't for Mayor Sun and other out-of-province colleagues being present, he would have already lost face with this Director Wang.

Now this damn director was nitpicking about his star disciple, which was truly unbearable.

Soon, several target papers were brought over.

"Bring them to Director Wang, let him take a good look, and help confirm that our police academy's examination is not cheating."

Hao Runtong's words made Wang Zhang's face turn red, but when the target papers were placed in front of him, he had nothing to say.

The center of the heart on each target paper had bullet holes, and they were all very accurate, with the holes in almost the same position, with no error in any direction.

If he hadn't seen the target papers being taken down from the targets with his own eyes, he would have suspected that they were stacked together and shot with one bullet.

"Haha, Old Principal, don't keep us in suspense. Tell us, what's this young man's name? Did he pass the legal examination? If he did, we are willing to be his first receiving unit."

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