Chapter 698: The Sharpshooter (Subscription Requested)
After swallowing this white pill, not only the middle-aged man looked at his father nervously, but even Dean Wang and Huang Yuwen on the side were the same, Tang Hao was recommended to Huo Lao, if something really happened to Huo Lao, then they really couldn't eat and walked around.
Huo Lao's face changed suddenly, and the middle-aged man on the side pointed at Tang Hao with his hand with an angry face when he saw this: "Arrest me." β
"What are you arguing about?" Huo Lao glanced at his son with some dissatisfaction, and slowly stood up from the wheelchair, the middle-aged man next to him opened his mouth wide, his face was full of disbelief, especially Dean Wang beside him, he knew how big the sheln in Huo Lao's lungs was, and it was a little difficult to breathe with such a big shrapnel, let alone stand up and walk around. As soon as he saw him, he was just like the last time Tang Hao treated Mo Mingtang, and he shocked Dean Wang again.
Although Huang Yuwen didn't know what the shrapnel in Huo Lao's lungs was, he was also surprised to see his old leader standing up, and his face was relaxed, not hard at all, he was also surprised and speechless, turned his head, and looked at Tang Hao's eyes as if he had seen a monster.
Human breathing requires the cooperation of the lungs, once there is a problem in the lungs, it is difficult to breathe, let alone stand up and walk, even if you don't see how big the shrapnel in the lungs is, just a shrapnel in the lungs can imagine being able to stand up, that is really a miracle.
After sitting in a wheelchair for more than 30 years, Huo Lao, who stood up again, was more excited than anyone else, and walked back and forth for a long time, and then sat down under Tang Hao's persuasion.
"Let's go, Huo Lao." Tang Hao smiled.
Huo Lao looked at Tang Hao's expression differently: "Okay, go, go." Huo Lao wanted to stand up and walk with Tang Hao, but was pressed down by Tang Hao.
"Huo Lao, you just stopped the pain temporarily, it wasn't your shrapnel that escaped on its own, so you still have to sit in a wheelchair and try not to breathe too hard."
"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you, hehe." Huo Lao nodded, then pointed at Tang Hao and said, "Little brother, can you help me push me out of the car?" As soon as these words came out, Tang Hao was stunned, and looked at Huo Lao's son, who was stunned like himself.
"Huo Lao, this is not good."
"What's not good, it's just that you can help the old man push the cart for me."
"Okay." Tang Hao nodded and walked in front of the middle-aged man: "Brother Huo, please let me go." β
The middle-aged man let go of his hand with an embarrassed face, stood aside, and watched Tang Hao push his father to the front.
Who pushed his father, the middle-aged man didn't care at all, what made him care was that Huo Lao valued this young man, and he didn't know how long it had been since he heard his father's hearty laughter.
Huang Yuwen's face was also a little surprised, looking at Tang Hao's back, his expression was a little complicated, he was familiar with his old leader, but if he didn't like someone, you would be useless if you were the king of heaven, and if he liked someone, he would be willing to stick it upside down.
The group arrived at a small shooting range behind the hospital with mixed feelings, which was completely enclosed, with only one door to enter, all of which were made of cement, and the walls around it were equipped with sound-absorbing tiles.
There are 20 shooting plots divided into several thousand square meters of shooting range. Unlike ordinary hospitals, every doctor in a military hospital, including the Armed Police Hospital, must take part in the live-fire training according to its own arrangements, even for nurses.
As for the arrangement, it is according to the needs of each hospital itself, but it cannot be less than once every 3 months, and the bullets are generally training bullets, which are not lethal, and are uniformly distributed by the logistics department, and the cartridge shells are collected once a month.
At this time, none of the 20 shooting ranges were empty, and there was a snapping sound, and the doctors and nurses with headsets were either excited or scared to look at the target not far away.
Dean Wang found someone to explain the situation, and the person in charge here immediately went to arrange it, and soon, a vacant position was vacated.
"Young man, but think about it, it's too late to admit defeat." Huo Lao looked at Tang Hao with a smile on his face.
"Hehe, Huo Lao, you are still ready to promise me something." Tang Hao walked to the shooting range with a confident face, and looked at the pistol in his hand, which was a Type 54 that even the police had eliminated. The pistol, fortunately, this old antique can still play a role to this day, Tang Hao pointed the muzzle of the gun at himself, startling everyone present. Tang Hao just glanced at it, and determined that the chamber of this gun has been smoothed, this gun has disadvantages and advantages, the advantage is that the chamber is smoothed, the speed of shooting is very stable, the bullets will not float in the air, the bullets are straight, it is really good to use to train and improve self-confidence, but the shortcomings are also very obvious, the gun with the general chamber is smoothed is easy to explode, just like a car tire, once the meridian on it is smoothed, it is easy to explode the danger of the tire.
Tang Hao skillfully exited the magazine, checked the bullets, and saw that there were 10 training bullets inside. I loaded the magazine, didn't even look at it, and aimed at the target not far away, and it was a series of shots.
The speed of the gun was so fast that everyone only heard a burst of gunshots, so Tang Hao withdrew the magazine and put the gun on the table next to him.
"How many targets do you think you can hit?" Huo Lao glanced at the target counter not far away, now it was all electronic targeting, and the number jΓΉ came out soon.
"100 rings." Tang Hao looked at the target not far away, and his face was confident.
"Haha, you kid, I hope you don't brag." Huo Lao pointed at Tang Hao with a hearty laugh.
"10 rings." The opposite target gauge soon appeared to score jΓΉ, and Huo Lao was stunned for a moment and then laughed.
"Young man, you lost, but your painkillers are good, it's okay for Lao Tzu to laugh, so give Lao Tzu some painkillers." Huo Lao's face was excited, and it seemed that it was also a very refreshing thing to see the unusually stinky fart in front of him eating deflated.
Huang Yuwen was even more embarrassed, not long ago he praised Tang Hao's excellent military skills in front of the old leader, but in a flash, he only scored 10 rings of 10 bullets. Dean Wang glanced at Tang Hao even more meaningfully, and his heart was a little balanced, although his own target shooting results were better than Tang Hao's, they were also miserable, 10 bullets, at most 40 rings.
The bodyguards on the side made no secret of their ridicule of Tang Hao, and the middle-aged man even said, "Amu, give everyone a show." β
The bodyguard who called Amu answered, picked up the pistol, aimed at the target, and after three seconds, the sound of one shot after another sounded, and the shot was very steady. 10 rounds, the results are out, 98 rings.
As soon as this result came out, everyone exclaimed, although it was only a distance of 100 meters, but the result of being able to play 98 rings was also very amazing, only Amu himself was a little dissatisfied, he was used to using a good gun, this kind of gun with a flat chamber was given to him to shoot, and he couldn't play the real level at all. He is used to offsetting a little target shooting, but this kind of gun with a flat chamber is shot in a straight line, and it is crooked if it is offset a little, Amu sensed it from the first shot, although the next 9 shots were aimed at the center, it was still off.
"Young man, be humble." Although Huo Lao was a little dissatisfied with the results of the people below him who played 98 rings, after all, he was not his own soldier, so it was difficult to say anything.
"I'm playing 100 rings." Tang Hao still insists on it.
Huo Lao's expression changed: "Young man, it's a good thing to have self-confidence, but if you don't admit it in front of the facts, it's arrogant." "Huo Lao is very annoying for that kind of proud young man.
"Bring the target." Huo Lao saw that Tang Hao was still quibbling in front of the facts, and he was suddenly a little unhappy.
The target counter was taken, and on the panel was Tang Hao's shot just now, the gun was very accurate, completely centered, almost as if it was painted, and the somewhat annoyed Huo Lao just glanced at the target counter, and his expression immediately changed.
"I lost." When he said this, Huo Lao also glanced at Tang Hao meaningfully.
"Lost?" Huo Lao's son was a little unconvinced, and took the target meter and looked at it carefully: "Isn't this just 1 shot, the other 9 shots are all missed, Dad, why did you lose, you read it wrong, you won't think Amu's is his." β
Huang Yuwen on the side also leaned over to take a closer look, and immediately found that it was different, although there was only one bullet hole, but the edge was a little different, if it was a single bullet, it would be impossible to cause this layered phenomenon, and the only explanation for this phenomenon was that all ten bullets passed through a bullet hole.
Thinking of this, Huang Yuwen's face changed, and his eyes immediately became eager when he looked at Tang Hao.
"You idiot!" Huo Lao was so angry that he trembled: "Open your eyes and see it carefully, these are a few bullet holes." Huo Lao threw the target counter at his son's feet.
The middle-aged man was a little puzzled, he was reprimanded by his father in front of so many people, and he couldn't get off the stage, but the perennial fear of his father still made the middle-aged man squat down and pick up the target meter, just took a few careful looks, and found that the target was just a bullet hole, wasn't it just 10 rings, how could he be wrong.
Dean Wang, who was on the side, leaned over to take a look, and kindly reminded: "Mr. Huo, this is caused by ten bullets passing through a bullet hole, you can see by looking at the edge of this bullet hole." "For Huo Lao's son's stupidity, Dean Wang is also a little disdainful, and they all say that the tiger father has no dog, but it's a pity that Huo Laosheng's son is a fool, no wonder Huo Lao is so angry.
"Ten bullets through a bullet hole?" The middle-aged man was a little surprised, and all the bodyguards on the side came over, including the bodyguard who shot Amu just now, they were all experts, just at a glance, they all changed color, and their expressions were different when they looked at Tang Hao.
"Huo Lao, since you have lost, you have to obey my arrangement, but don't worry, I can take out your shrapnel without injections, medicines, or surgery."
"Haha, is it, performing magic?" Huo Lao obviously didn't believe it, but he still laughed out loud with an interested face.
"I don't know if it's magic, but I promise you won't feel any pain." Tang Hao's face was full of confidence, which made Huo Lao even more curious.
"Really? I'm going to see that old man. β
Dean Wang on the side looked at Tang Hao with a somewhat complicated expression, although he knew that he had excellent medical skills, but what he just said was a bit big, no injections, no medicine, and no surgery, could this shrapnel still run out on its own, or was it really a magic show? But even if it's magic, it's fake.
Everyone had some doubts in their hearts, and Huo Lao couldn't wait to get up.
"Come, young man, where to treat, old man, I can't wait."
"Here it is." Tang Hao glanced around and said amazing words again.
"Okay." Huo Lao nodded nonchalantly.