Chapter 139 - Gun Duel

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Within the crowd, Thin Fire was surprised when he saw Wu Jin still running around wildly, “Didn’t the program doctor tell Little Witch to rest quietly? How come he’s running around? And Wen Lin’s following him.”

Ming Yao pondered, “Is it some secret that White Moonlight hasn’t shared with us? Exercising to nourish the body!”

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The staff was laughing as they scanned Wu Jin’s identity chip and registered the two of them, “Who are you asking about? Contestant Wei and Contestant Zoe? Oh, they’re in there, dueling with guns! You young people are sure full of vigor! Sure enough, when the female contestants come, our Crosson Show is full of energy…”

Wu Jin was out of breath, panting as he made a sound of acknowledgement, scurrying towards the viewing area. In his field of vision, the light was dim and vague; the underground shooting room with a depth of 100 meters was blocked out by the protective glass.

There was nobody in the stands, but there was the flash of a figure in the shooting range–– 5Mr2b

Without waiting for Wen Lin to react, Wu Jin stuck himself up against the toughened protective glass and started to pounce around, trying to catch his captain’s attention and protect the big boss, “Captain captain captain captain…”

Inside the shooting range, Zoe’s expression was cold. bVu65t

The White Moonlight captain gestured coolly for Wen Lin to peel Wu Jin away.

This patch of Little Witch on the glass was too worrying!! It had only been a few months, and he’d already been tricked away by Contestant Wei––

However, Zoe thought, looking coldly at Wei Shi. pQ9hMe

Matters between men should be resolved in a manly way.

Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.

At this time, the targets hadn’t yet appeared. There was a long table behind both Zoe and Wei Shi, and hundreds of dark gun parts were scattered on the surface.

The countdown began at 40 seconds. t8Gz2a

The timer board flashed red, and a small line of text appeared at the bottom: Mauser, Kar98K.

The two men who’d originally been standing still suddenly turned around, picking through the metal parts with hands that moved as fast as lightning.

Wu Jin’s eyes grew round. The love for antique firearms in the 31st century was similar to the love for cold steel weapons in the 21st century. Originally, he’d thought that a gun duel was similar to fencing––but unexpectedly, it began with assembling guns. WydVRP

Inside the shooting range, the two men’s movements were as smooth as water. Within 12 seconds, Zoe’s gun chamber had just taken shape while the big boss had begun to assemble the hammer. At 20 seconds, Zoe held the heat guard with one hand while the big boss held the butt of his gun. At 26 seconds, the big boss installed the eyepiece and calibrated the gun while Zoe was still adjusting the magazine––

40 seconds.

The bunkers and targets appeared at the same time! nU58Yi

“Gun duel. 1v1 solo fight. The condition for winning is to take down 100 targets or to shoot the other party in the head.” Wen Lin explained.

On the court, Zoe and Wei Shi shot at the same time!

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In survival shows, the most artistic position was undoubtedly that of the sniper. They had to be calm and rational. Snipers could have the best of the team’s resources, and they even had the right to wait for hours behind the safety of a bunker––they had to be careful with their shots, and one shot might determine if they won or lost.

The ‘targets’ glowed slightly. They were about the size of a coin, with blurred edges against the dark background. They floated in the air and looked like a cluster of stars at first glance. Zoe slid back into the bunker, opened up the scope, and locked precisely on a target’s trajectory. His wrist was still as he held the butt of the gun firmly, the muzzle moving a few millimeters––

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