In a building not far away, Zhao Qinian looked at the scene of the training ground with a pale face.

"This bear guy! Didn't you remind them that Lin Yu's fists are so powerful? He actually took the initiative to compete for his fighting level. This little Xue... has a lot of brain water."

He couldn't help but whisper, with an expression of anger on his face.

He had already reminded these guys of Lin Yu's strength before, but unexpectedly, Instructor Xue dared to compete for fists and kicks.

Comparing fists and feet with Lin Yu is like playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong and selling articles in front of Confucius.

These idiot subordinates made Director Zhao very angry.

At this time, on the training ground.

Instructor Xue bent over and vomited very much.

The bile is about to be spit out.

It took a while before he felt his stomach feel a little more comfortable.

After recovering, he remembered Director Zhao repeatedly said that Lin Yu was very good at fist and kicking.

So he stood up straight with dissatisfaction, looking at Lin Yu and shouting: "If you want to be a good instructor, you can't just rely on brute force. Do you understand the military skills?"

"It's already entered the age of hot weapons. No matter how good the kung fu is, I'll knock it down with one shot. As a senior instructor of the Security Bureau, I need to tell you what real strength is."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yu smiled and said, "If you lose, you want to admit your debt? Tell me, what else do you want to compare?"

"It's not that I don't admit it. Fist and kick are not the most important in the agent training subject. If we compare to us, we compare to firearms. This is the agent's ability."

Instructor Xue hummed, his eyes rolling around, trying to get the face he had just lost from the shooting competition.

After hearing this, Lin Yu just laughed and did not answer directly.

According to the other party's intention, after comparing the punches and feet, then comparing the shooting, then comparing the tracking and listening, and then comparing the lurking... If you continue to compare one by one, who knows when it will end?

Seeing that Lin Yu didn't say anything, Instructor Xue snorted: "What? I dare not compete?"

"It's not that you dare not compare. You might as well choose a subject you are best at and compete to save time."

Lin Yu said disdainfully, with a sense of despise of contempt in his tone.

"Gun assembly and shooting is my best subject. The surname is Lin. Are you more happy, can you dare to compare?"

Instructor Xue continued to provoke.

Firearms are his specialty.

He is absolutely sure to defeat Lin Yu in this regard.

"It's okay to compare, but you have to cash out your previous bet first. Who said just now that if you lose, you will be a grandson? Call me Grandpa and listen first, and I will continue to compete with you."

Lin Yu laughed, with a joking look on his face.

"you……"

Instructor Xue was speechless and his face turned red.

He didn't expect that the other party still remembered the joke before, so he actually asked him to call him grandpa in public.

If you don't shout, you will seem speechless, which will give the other party an excuse to avoid the battle.

But if he screams, he will become a big joke in the Security Bureau from now on.

For a moment, Instructor Xue fell into a dilemma.

"If you don't shout, I won't be with you. I never compete with you."

Lin Yu looked contemptuous and acted as if he wanted to leave.

Seeing Lin Yu lifting his legs and leaving, Instructor Xue made a fuss and gritted his teeth.

"grandfather!"

Hearing the sound, Lin Yu stopped immediately, put his hand behind his ear, pretended to be puzzled and asked, "What did you say just now? I didn't hear it clearly, say it again."

"grandfather!"

At this moment, Instructor Xue's eyes were blazing fire, and he roared in a hoarse voice.

"Ha ha……"

There were bursts of hilariousness ringing around, and the camouflage men watching the fun were almost cramping in their stomachs.

Amid the laughter, Instructor Xue's face turned red and almost bleeding.

"Good grandson, can you call your grandpa more kindly? At least it's a bit polite to the younger generation. Don't call it like a killer of your father, it's so terrifying."

Lin Yu laughed happily and deliberately teased the other party.

"Stop talking nonsense, come and compete quickly."

Instructor Xue is not a fool and will not continue to get involved with the other party on this issue.

Then, as if he had thought of something, he said in a muffled voice: "Let's bet this time. If anyone loses, he will have to kneel down in public and call grandpa three times."

He was going to get all the humiliation he had just suffered later, including principal and interest.

"Good grandson, do your grandma know how big you play?"

Lin Yu pursed his lips and teased narrowly.

"Don't say so much nonsense, just say whether you dare?"

Instructor Xue asked coldly, holding back his anger.

Now, he has the heart to kill Lin Yu.

"Why don't you dare? I really want to see what kind of skills do the instructors of the Security Bureau have? I really hope you can get a strong man and don't be as soft as before."

Lin Yu refused to give in and sarcastically sarcastically.

"Okay, boy, let's go to the shooting range."

Seeing the other party agreeing, Instructor Xue was secretly excited, and a successful smile flashed through his eyes.

Compete with punches and kicks, lose if you lose.

If he competes with marksmanship, he has 10,000% confidence in himself.

In today's social environment, fist and foot fighting is a sports training that ordinary people can access.

There are fighting halls all over the streets outside, and you can learn and train as long as you pay.

Although most fighting halls teach flower stands that are not useful, there are also some real kung fu among the people who have passed on to this day.

Therefore, there is a saying circulating outside: Experts are among the people.

But for gun shooting, the entry threshold is much higher.

If an ordinary person doesn't join the army, he may never have the chance to touch a real gun in his life.

If you want to practice good shooting skills, in addition to talent, the most important thing is to maintain sufficient shooting training.

There is a saying that sharpshooters are piled up with bullets.

In the view of Instructor Xue, even if Lin Yu has experience in playing guns, he is at best an amateur shooting enthusiast.

In other words, in terms of shooting, they are not opponents of the same level at all.

Therefore, Instructor Xue was full of confidence and walked towards the shooting range with his head held high, as if victory was right in front of him.

Lin Yu walked slowly, still calmly.

The group of camouflage men followed closely, whispering to each other.

"This kid is so brave that he actually dares to play guns in front of Instructor Xue..."

"Haha, I bet this kid will definitely lose..."

"No, who doesn't know that Instructor Xue's shooting skills are good? I heard that he had won the championship three times in a shooting competition held in the military region. At that time, people gave him a nickname: Xue Yishou, which means that he fired his guns without any target, only one shot!"

Listening to the discussion coming from behind, Instructor Xue turned his head and smiled proudly at Lin Yu.

The arrogant expression seemed to be saying: I heard it, boy, you have no chance.

In fact, he is indeed qualified to be proud.

Compared with fists and feet, Instructor Xue is best at shooting firearms.

You know, before joining the Security Bureau, he was the top sniper in the Southwest Military Region.

I have participated in sniper missions many times, but no one failed.

In the shooting range, on the table in front of the shooting position, there were two piles of firearm parts.

Instructor Xue pointed casually and said coldly: "Let me talk about the rules of the competition first. When the electronic timer starts, let's see who assembles the gun at the fastest speed..."

The rules of the competition are divided into two parts.

First of all, the firearm parts of an automatic rifle are placed in front of you, which require independent assembly of both parties to the competition, and during the assembly process, each needs to verify the accuracy of its own effectiveness.

Then, run across obstacles, and ten ground moving targets will appear on the way, and the target thrower will also throw ten disc-shaped flying targets.

The contestant needs to use twenty bullets in the magazine to hit twenty targets one by one while crossing the obstacles and run to the finish line to complete the competition.
To be continued...