var cpro_id = "u1662291";

var cpro_id = "u1749449";

var cpro_id = "u1749455";

Therefore, by the time Gu Yan's 100 votes were over, the statistician's data had not yet come out, and Feng Feng had already begun to exert his comrade-in-arms.

He said, "Comrade Gu Yan, you don't have to be discouraged, the comrade-in-arms in front of me just now only exceeded 50 meters in 24 times in 100 throws. You just have to work hard, but it's easier to throw a grenade than it is to move the human body upward. And there are also breaks between periods, and there is also ......"

"Oh my God!" was the exclamation from the statistician at the training ground.

Feng Feng was stunned.

Gu Yan also turned his head, looked at the statistician, and asked, "Comrade-in-arms, is there a problem with my throwing data?"

The statistician looked at Gu Yan with a complicated expression, and then said, "You wait a minute. ”

Gu Yan nodded.

Then, the statistician pulled another statistician and went to count Gu Yan's throwing results just now.

Feng Feng frowned and said worriedly, "Aren't they all more than fifty meters?"

Gu Yan: ......

Is she that bad?

If it weren't for the fact that this comrade-in-arms named Feng Feng really didn't have any malicious intent, it is estimated that Gu Yan would have kicked it over a long time ago.

Oh, if it's Guo Rou, maybe this kick has already come out.

Soon, the two statisticians came back together, and they looked at Gu Yan's expressions, which were very strange.

Gu Yan asked, "Is there something wrong with my data?"

"Hey, don't bully other female soldiers like this, you can do whatever it should be, if it's less than fifty meters, it's a big deal to throw it again." Feng Feng hurriedly said beside him.

In his opinion, these two statisticians are not bullying other female soldiers.

The statistician who was in charge of this group at the beginning looked at Gu Yan with a strange expression, then shook his head and said, "It's not less than fifty meters." ”

As soon as his words fell, Gu Yan didn't react here, and Feng Feng next to him was surprised.

"There is no meaning of less than fifty meters...... It's all over fifty meters?" Feng Feng suddenly felt a little pain in his face.

All the words he said just now crackled back.

He is also worried about the results of other female comrades...... As a result, the results of other female comrades turned him into scum every minute.

Here, Feng Feng finally stopped.

But the technician said one more word, and the scene suddenly became more quiet.

Because of this technician, he asked Gu Yan very curiously and suspiciously, "Comrade Gu Yan, how did you do it, the distance of one hundred throws is between fifty and sixty meters?"

That's a hundred votes!

Every throw is at this distance

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