MTL - My Iron Suit

As an old soldier who touched the gun for decades, the colonel has always believed that the gun in his hand is the best partner. He thinks that the flying knife is like a child's toy, no matter the lethality, compared with the pistol. Accuracy or firepower persistence is completely incomparable.

"Colonel, I don't think so." Chen Mo shook his head and did not agree with the colonel. "It's good, the power of the flying knife is not weaker than the pistol."

Seeing Chen Mo is still not convinced, Colonel Phillips's temper is also coming up.

"Oh! If that's the case, then let's try it!"

"Look at whether your flying knife is powerful or my pistol is stronger!"

Colonel Phillips, who thought he was a sharpshooter, intended to use facts to prove that what he said was right, completely eliminating Chen Mo’s unrealistic thoughts.

Looking at the confident colonel, Chen Mo smiled proudly. Since you are looking for abuse yourself, then I am not welcome.

......

Shooting range.

Mix the target area.

The two stood in their respective targets, each side from the near to the far, each placed a steel target at 30 meters, 50 meters, 80 meters.

Carter, who was temporarily found to be the referee, stood on the side and looked helplessly at the two people who were more energetic.

The colonel held the gun in both hands, and the two feet stood apart. The chest was collapsed and the arm was stretched horizontally. The gaze was firmly locked to the bull's eye through the crosshairs. The textbook-like standard frontal hands were based on the gun posture.

Chen Mo seems to stand casually, his fingers on the flying knife at the waist, ready to pull out.

"Start!"

With the order of Carter, Chen Mo quickly took the knife and his arm shot at the target.

The flying knife crossed a straight silver line and was in the center of the bull.

"Oh!"

After a burst of steel, the three-thick-thick steel plate was torn open by the blade, and half of the blade was worn in the past. The entire flying knife was firmly stuck on the steel plate.

At the same time, the gun in the colonel's hand rang, accompanied by a burst of smoke from the muzzle, the bullet shot from the gun, and the high-speed shot at the target.

"When", the bullet hit the bull's eye and hit the steel plate with a depression, but failed to penetrate it.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!..."

The two kept in the hands and quickly completed five shots per target, for a total of fifteen shots.

The two men who finished the shooting stood in the same place and waited quietly for Carter’s inspection results.

Carter first looked at the results of the 30-meter target. On Chen Mo's target, five flying knives penetrated the steel plate and were neatly inserted in the bull's eye.

Carter couldn't help but look at the distant face and relaxed Chen Mo. The huge power of the flying knife in Chen Mo's hands made her feel scared.

After cleaning up the mood, Carter announced the goal of the colonel and announced loudly.

"30m target!"

"Chen Mo, 50 ring!"

"Colonel, 50 ring!"

The two heard that there was no accident. Although the mouth was full of disdain, the colonel knew that Chen Mo had a certain strength since he dared to fight, so he was not surprised by Chen Mo’s achievements. The key is to look at the back.

Carter went to the 50-meter target area. Driven by curiosity, Carter first saw Chen Mo's target.

The flying knife still penetrated the steel plate, all hit the bull's-eye, but with the increase of the distance, the power decreased. The 25-cm-long flying knife only shot about 10 cm, but the power was enough to easily penetrate the human body.

"50m target!"

"Chen Mo, 50 ring!"

"Colonel, 50 ring!"

Colonel Phillips heard the news and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he played well today, or else he would be shameful. Usually, he is not able to play the ring every time.

At the same time, the colonel couldn't help but look at Chen Mo's eyes. He couldn't help but secretly surprise. He didn't expect Chen Mo's hand-cranked flying knife to hit the bull's eye accurately at 50 meters. This precision made him have to marvel and secretly Looking forward to the results of the 80-meter target, I don't know what the final result will be.

Carter also walked to the 80-meter target at this time. The five flying knives on the bullseye clearly told her the results of Chen Mo, piercing the blade of the six-centimeter blade behind the back, and also indicating that the flying knife was at 80 meters. The distance is still easy to kill!

On the colonel's target, only five scattered shallow dents were left.

With amazement at Chen Mo's extraordinary flying knife, Carter turned and shouted.

"80m target!"

"Chen Mo, 50 ring!"

"Colonel, 32 ring!"

When I heard Chen Mo’s results, the colonel could not remain calm.

"what?"

"How can it be?"

At a distance of 80 meters, the flying knife that was thrown out by hand could be all in the middle. Colonel Phillips looked at Chen Mo with a look at the monster.

"Colonel, I think you should come and see for yourself." Carter did not intend to let the colonel go.

"What else is good-looking, can't I admit defeat?" In the field where he is best at, he was crushed in a way that he couldn't look down. The colonel could not help but blush.

Seeing Carter standing next to the target did not move, looking at himself seriously, the colonel had to go.

"Do you want me to see how badly I have lost?" The colonel laughed as he walked.

But as the distance got closer, the colonel also saw the flying knife inserted on the target, and the look could not be changed.

The colonel did not think of it anyway. The flying knife in Chen Mo’s hand had such a great power, let alone a pistol, which is not much worse than a rifle.

The results of the test are obvious. The colonel using the pistol was tortured by Chen Mo with a flying knife. The flying knife in Chen Mo’s hand is much stronger than the M1911 in the hands of the colonel, regardless of its power, range, precision and sustainability. www.~ The speed of the flying knife is slightly lower than that of the pistol, but whenever the colonel changes the clip, it will be overtaken by Chen Mo, and the only advantage is lost.

The 30-meter target, the 50-meter target, and the 80-meter target were all defeated. The colonel had to admit that the flying knife was in the hands of Chen Mo, and the power was not weaker than the gun.

In fact, this is normal. After training, ordinary people can use the flying knife to kill the human body within a distance of ten meters. The power and speed of Chen Moyuan's extraordinary number of times is undoubtedly terrifying.

The colonel couldn’t help but sigh, and then the unremarkable things, in the hands of Chen Mo, who has powerful power, can exert the power beyond imagination.

However, the reluctant colonel was still unwilling to fail. He glanced at the flying knife on the target and said with disappointment.

"Kid, I admit that I had a small knife in your hand."

"But how many things can you bring with you when you fight?"

"Ten or twenty?"

"The real battle still depends on the gun!"

Around a large circle, the colonel finally said his purpose.

"Kid, dare not compare me with a pistol?"

The colonel finished talking and looked at Chen Mo provocatively.

Carter on the side grabbed his forehead silently.

Chen Mo looked at the colonel in front of him, and he couldn’t help but feel funny. People are not looking for abuse. You can’t promise not to do it. What should I do? Of course it is to fulfill him!

"I didn't practice the gun for a long time." Chen Mo said slowly.

The colonel heard that he was looking for an excuse and didn't want to compare. He just wanted to run a run and forced him to fight. Chen Mo’s words were almost mad at him.

"But the shooting method should be unmatched."