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My Waste Husband novel Chapter 622

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Mr. Hu and President Wong both looked at Anna.

Deputy Mayor Shan said to Anna, "President Jiang, if you are not confident, you can give up competing in this round."

Deputy Mayor's words have already shown his attitude. This round will not be cancelled. If Collier Security did not want to compete, they could give up.

Anna had no choice. If she were to participate, she was very confident that being in special forces for five years would pay off. However, she couldn't get on the stage.

Anna focused her eyes on Henry. Now she could only pin her hope on Henry. But she was not sure whether Henry could shoot well or not. He was strong, but being able to handle the gun is totally different.

Henry made an OK gesture to Anna. Seeing this, Anna was relieved.

Although Anna had not communicated with Henry too much when she was protecting Sylvia before, she could feel that Henry was a very reliable person. What he promised was totally reassuring.

When the middle- aged captain heard the words of the Deputy Mayor, his face was full of helplessness.

"Well, let's go to the shooting site first!" Deputy Mayor Shan stood up first and walked out of the hall.

Mr. Hu and President Wong, who were following behind Deputy Mayor Shan, turned back and gestured the action of cutting throat.

They strode toward the shooting field.

The shooting ground that was chosen was not for beginners, but for experienced veterans who had been specially trained. It was a kind of tactical shooting training ground. This training ground was arranged in a construction building with a lot of bunkers and dead corners, twists and turns, and the length reached 450 meters.

Standing in front of the shooting training ground, the Deputy Mayor shouted, "The shooting grading place is here. Rules: the time limit is thirty seconds, thirty rounds of static shooting, thirty rounds of moving shooting. Within 30 seconds, complete thirty rounds of static shooting with a distance of one hundred metres. In a minute, cross the entire shooting ground. The person with the highest score will be the winner. Every company decide on one person to participate

in the grading!"

As soon as the deputy mayor's voice fell, Mr. Hu and President Wong sent out the two young men who had been invited by them. They looked at the shooting site with confident eyes. In their previous training, moving shooting in such a place was simply too easy.

Although there were many blind spots and obstacles in the construction building, the view sight was relatively small. Therefore, the shooting of moving targets could be more accurate.

Looking at the bosses of the three companies, the Deputy Mayor Shan asked, "Who goes first?"

"We can go first." Mr. Hu said and waved his hand to his man.

The young man that Mr. Hu had called over seemed to be a little tanned. He was about 1.75 meters tall, his eyes were sharp and his movements were swift. When he walked out, he gave off a stronger momentum to everybody who was watching at him.

Mr. Hu said in a clear voice, "This man's name is Hyman Qiu. He served in the Heavenly Wolf for eight years and has performed dozens of missions. Now that he has joined our Guineay Security Company, he can definitely represent

our strength."

Hyman's aiming was perfect. As he slightly pulled the trigger, like written in a textbook, a crispy sound rang out.

"Bang! Bang!"

Almost every second, there was a sound coming out. It could be seen through the big screen that every shot from Hyman hit the position of the tenth ring.

"Bang bang" sounded rhythmically. When there were only seven seconds left, Hyman put down the gun in his hand. Everyone saw on the big screen that 29 bullets were shot at the target centre. All of them hit the target centre. Only one shot hit the 9th ring of the target.

It was enough for him to be proud of such a high score within such a short period of time.

Hyman didn't say anything, but from the expression on his face, it could be seen that he was quite satisfied with his result.

The captain's face was very gloomy. He asked himself, "If I shoot, within 30 seconds, 15 of my shots would hit in the centre. It's a normal result. If I were to perform very well, 20 of my shots would hit the centre. It's impossible for me to get the same result as this man."

It should be noted that in the process of shooting a target that is on a distance of a hundred metres, if the deviation was one millimetre, the result would be almost fifteen times larger. If one's hand slightly shook or one's breathing was slightly heavier, it would cause a few millimetres deviation. The distance between the 10th and the 9th ring was only a few centimetres!

Mr. Hu revealed a satisfied smile. "Everyone, please don't laugh at our performance."

"Let me go next." The young man invited by President Wong took the initiative to speak.

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