Bab 287: Chapter 247 Giving You Face_1

Gao Guang really couldn't understand how a person who combined strength and speed, moving with utmost quickness, couldn't shoot accurately.

Even if he didn't have much talent and couldn't become a top marksman, that was easy to understand, but to practice shooting to the level of an ordinary person, that shouldn't be a problem, should it?

So now he needed to figure out what Fang Zhenwu meant by his shooting being terrible.

"When you shoot targets with a rifle, let's say at two hundred meters, how many rings can you hit with ten bullets?"

Fang Zhenwu thought for a moment, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "It's hard to say, there might be one bullet that gets a perfect ten, and the next one might miss the target entirely. The rough average should be around thirty or forty rings, I guess."

Hitting thirty or forty rings on a two hundred meter target was indeed below average, but it wasn't the worst.

"What about a hundred meters?"

"Uh, still around thirty or forty rings, I guess."