The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

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The sniper rifles that the Ouyang family used for training were generally divided into two categories. The first type was the normal type, with high caliber precision and great power. It was the main type of bullet for mid to long range sniping. The most representative ordinary rifles were the type 98 sniper rifle developed by Ouyang ya and the S6550 rifle, which was more famous in foreign countries. The other type was the anti – materiel sniper rifle. This type of gun had an extremely long range, even flying 2000 meters away and still having a strong lethality. As long as it hit the torso, the person hit could basically give up on treatment. Of these two types of sniper rifles, the ordinary rifle had a relatively smaller recoil and was more gentle. Students like them, who had been trained in their respective families, did not need to start with basic shooting training from pistols at the moment. Instead, they were given ordinary rifles. However, ordinary rifles were not used in international competitions. Hence, in these six months, the Ouyang family's training camp required the students to understand every sniper rifle model. No matter what type of rifle was used, it had to reach a high density of compatibility with the individual's body to win the international competition. The gun was now placed by Fu Zhi's hand. For the sake of safety, the sniper rifle was not loaded with real bullets, but blank bullets that were in line with training. She was holding a Type 98 sniper rifle. The recoil of this rifle was relatively mild among the other sniper rifles. He loaded the magazine and aimed at the target 500 meters away with his goggles. The eyes of the entire training ground were focused on her. At this moment, the girl in the black shirt seemed to sense something. She turned around and her hair, which was tied up with a black leather collar, rested gently on her thin shoulders. She spoke, her voice like the wind at the bottom of the lake, clean and cold. "Instructor Ouyang, remember your words." He paused after every word, clear and straightforward, like a king who had victory in his grasp, killing wantonly. The sword hanging above her head was in Fu Zhi's hand, about to fall. It made Ouyang Jian subconsciously lower his head. He inadvertently caught a pair of eyes that were filled with a smile. The wild wind mixed with the smell of wet grass mixed into her nose. The sun rose in the East, and the warm light scattered in the eyes of the young girl, reflecting the dark blue sky. It was vast and boundless, like the unfathomable Sealine at night. There were turbulent waves and dangers everywhere. Huge whirlpools would appear at random, sucking people in, and they would be doomed for eternity! The deep sea was always a beautiful, mysterious, and dangerous place. Inadvertently, it opened its bloody mouth and devoured everything. At this moment, it was Ouyang Jian who was standing on the ground, and Fu Zhi's direction should be due to the disadvantageous position caused by the geographical location. However, Ouyang Jian still felt a shock in his heart. For some reason, he was one head lower than the others. He was forced to withdraw his original arrogance. As if he was resisting danger, he instinctively took a step back. Until Fu Zhi retracted her gaze. It was not until then that the illusion of being choked by an invisible pair of hands and being dragged into the abyss of the ocean at any moment gradually disappeared. After a long time, Ouyang Jian finally caught his breath. When he came back to his senses, he was annoyed for a moment and started to hate Fu Zhi even more. He placed his gaze on Fu Zhi. The young girl, who was aiming at the goggles, was adjusting the position of the gun. Unlike the individual snipers seen in TV series and movies, snipers in real life were not as easy to find as Chinese cabbages in Northeast China, as in movies. In fact, even for a 50 – meter stationary target, there were very few people who had received professional training who could guarantee that they could hit the 10th ring every time. The eight or nine – Ring mark was the norm. For those who had been trained all year round, most of them could only ensure that they did not miss the target. The rest were a little difficult. It was only because the Ouyang family was a professional in this field that they had so many outstanding students. However, their excellence came from their talent on one hand, and more from their hard work and training. Even so, after many years of hard work, he could only be said to have some achievements on a 200 – meter moving target. Five hundred meters was an unimaginable distance that very few people could reach. "Do you think Fu Zhi can hit the bullseye?" The teenager standing beside Ouyang bei was a little worried."This is a moving target that is five hundred meters away! Even the instructors of the Ouyang family can't guarantee that every bullet they shoot will hit the target. " Not to mention accurately hitting the bullseye. Everyone was worried for Fu Zhi. Even if Fu Zhi didn't hit the bullseye, there was no loss. It would be embarrassing if she did too much. Yes, it would definitely be embarrassing. After all, there were very few people in the world who could put themselves in others 'shoes, be strict with themselves, and be lenient with others. They obviously couldn't hit the bullseye themselves, but if someone else couldn't do the same thing, they would think that the other person was mediocre, stupid, and unbearably unworthy of their previous achievements. "It's hard to say." Ouyang bei pursed his lips and his heart was hanging tightly,"this is the same principle as solving questions. In the mathematics test of the college entrance examination, the first ten multiple – choice questions, fill in the blank space, and four big questions are given to most students to do. This is to screen talents. The last two long questions and two big questions are used to raise the standard of ordinary students and to filter out the real geniuses." However, compared to the situation of getting the questions correct, shooting was more about one's ability. It was rare to hit the target randomly, not to mention the probability of hitting the bullseye. "Among the millions of students taking the college entrance examination, most of them don't go to an institution like Qing University. More of them are those who work hard but are not as talented." Even if it could reach the top tier, it was still not the highest level. If a 100 – meter moving target was to filter out mediocre hard work and geniuses, then a 200 – meter moving target was to unearth the most potential among the geniuses. And a moving target of five hundred meters was like a tall mountain, choosing the real genius! Some people would never be able to reach the peak in their entire lives! "Bang Bang Bang" a loud sound was heard. Just as Ouyang bei was in the middle of his thoughts, a loud gunshot was heard. In an instant, it attracted everyone's attention. On the field, the sound of breathing became softer, followed by a large number of restless people asking,""How is it? How many targets? Did you guys see that? Did she hit it?" The girl still aimed at the target. Her eyes were firm and unyielding, as if she had faith in herself. Her body was straight, and she had great trust in her marksmanship. For a time, their blood was boiling. Even Ouyang Jian could feel that his breathing had stopped for a moment. Then, there was the sound of a violent heartbeat, and an incomparable worry and fear. However, the next moment, the electronic target reporting system sensed something. The LED display screen lit up. The Ouyang family did not use manual reporting. On the screen, it had been measured by professional equipment, and it was clearly written: "zero ring." Just like that, a "Bang Bang Bang" sound was heard. He was confident that he could fire a shot! Out of the ten moving targets, not a single one was hit! "……" The crowd stopped talking for a moment. In the next second, everyone burst into laughter as if they had seen the true face of Mount Lu through the clouds. "Hahahaha, F * ck, I'm dying of laughter. 0 points? How did she get the confidence to hit zero?" "He's not even coming to class, and he's asking the instructor to resign. My God, I declare that this is the funniest cold joke of the year!" "Oh my God, my ABS are about to fall out from laughing. Is this the standard of a sharpshooter who thinks that elder Ouyang Feng isn't good enough? I got it. " "Put a gun in Patterson's hand. Anyone with a Patterson gun would be more accurate than her, right?" The entire training ground suddenly burst out with all kinds of mocking sounds. Fu Zhi's missing target made people laugh. Although these senior students couldn't hit a 500 – meter moving target with one shot, they couldn't help but laugh when someone started laughing. It was a little embarrassing to tell the truth on such an occasion. There was mocking laughter all around. The students of the collateral branch were actually very uncomfortable when they heard this. It was normal to miss a target, not to mention a 500 – meter target. Even if one were to grab a handful of the Ouyang family's instructors, some people would even have a hard time getting to the side of the target! Not everyone had the talent to do such a difficult task. However, Ouyang Jian's heart was at ease. He heaved a sigh of relief, and even the worry between his eyebrows disappeared. Listening to the ridicule of the people around Fu Zhi, the malice in her heart reached its peak. "What?" the voice was full of ridicule. I can't even hit the target, and you want me to leave the training camp with this strength? Eating people and talking about dreams! If you have the time to talk, why don't you just wash up and go to sleep? you can dream about everything!" Being criticized so harshly, Ouyang nuo felt as if she had died. They wished that there was a hole in the ground where they could hide and never come out again. Especially when the surrounding senior students saw that Ouyang Jian didn't agree that Fu Zhi missing the target was a normal operation, they laughed even more brazenly. There were even some who were more courageous and took a few steps forward. He stood at Fu Zhi's training ground, wanting to see Fu Zhi's joke up close. People loved to gossip and watch the fun. Fu Zhi was unmoved. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath in the midst of the heated discussion and ridicule, trying to focus her attention on the target not far away. She didn't feel awkward or anything like that. It was only a little uncomfortable due to the recoil, but it was still bearable. Fu Zhi stared at the bullseye with full concentration. The fast – moving target in front of him did not have any pattern to follow. It would constantly change its position at different times and would stop occasionally. It was almost like a human walking. A sniper who could practice with such a moving target, with more practice, could participate in the police Rescue. When Fu Zhi tried her best to concentrate on something, time passed relatively quickly, but she didn't know it. Fu Zhi was not in a hurry to hit the target. She knew where her strengths and weaknesses were, especially when it came to shooting. It was difficult to stir up her excitement and agitation unless it was a real battlefield. She didn't know what other people relied on to hit the target. In any case, she would not be able to hit her target once she was more than 50 meters away from her target. What Fu Zhi was trying to mediate was exactly how she felt. However, to the senior students not far away, they only saw Fu Zhi lying there motionless. After waiting for almost a minute, he felt a little bored and impatient when he saw that she had not fired a second shot. "It's been so long, and you still can't fire a second shot. If you can fight, then fight. Why are you wasting time here?" "I already said that as a new student, hitting a 500 – meter moving target is just asking for humiliation, and you guys didn't believe me! I think she's in a difficult position now, and she's feeling terrible!" "If you don't have the ability, then don't take on the porcelain job! Who forced her to shoot!" "Who hasn't trained for ten years to hit a five – hundred – meter target? She didn't even have a callus on her hands. It was obvious that she didn't train often. Let's go, let's go! She definitely won't be able to hit it!" The surrounding crowd of onlookers seemed to really have the tendency to disperse. However, there were still some who didn't want to give up and wanted to watch the show to the end. They still stopped not far away and looked in Fu Zhi's direction. Fu Zhi closed her eyes and thought about her target. The magnificent scene of a real shooting kept flashing in her mind. The sky was filled with fireworks, noise, and cruelty ... As danger approached, the desire for war that shouldn't have existed boiled in their blood ... Killing, plundering, and self – Protection that would harm them if they stopped. The strings in her mind suddenly snapped at a certain moment. "Now." Fu Zhi opened her eyes. The target in her goggles was a small moving dot. "Bang Bang Bang" a loud sound was heard. After the bullet was fired, the sound of the target redeeming machine could be heard. This time, it was different. The bullet flew out of the sniper rifle and headed straight for target number one. The bullets were flying at high speed, and the target was also moving at high speed. The two collided. The bullet pierced through the target, making a "Swish Swish" sound of friction. Then, it was nailed into the background board made of special materials behind him. Everyone was looking forward to it. At the same time, a new number was reported on the LED display. It was " 2 points." For a moment, everyone was shocked. From the moment Fu Zhi got the gun until she shot, it was only her second shot, and she could hit the second ring on the five – hundred – meter target? Even if a normal person trained for three to five years, they might not be able to reach her level! Did she really put in effort to practice before, or was this just a coincidence? Most people were inclined to the latter. They did not believe that Fu Zhi had such an ability. Fu Zhi, who had just fired a shot, frowned. Something was wrong. Her state and feeling were still not right. It couldn't be compared to the precision of real combat in the wild. Fu Zhi could not tell if the reason she had shot that little head earlier was because her strong sense of survival had controlled her nerves and made her more accurate, or something else. In short, the moment she picked up the sniper rifle and fired, she was sure that she was relaxed and in a state of no urgency.