566: Chapter 561: You Can’t, but I Can.
566: Chapter 561: You Can’t, but I Can.
“Hahaha, what’s your marksman trying to do, shoot as many rounds as quickly as possible to blanket the target with bullets?
That’s ridiculous, hahaha, uh!”
The 600-meter target was very far away, almost invisible to the naked eye, and not every person had a telescope to use.
Dave Buddy believed he was guaranteed to win, so he didn’t bother to use a telescope; he didn’t need to.
Hearing the exclamations of the crowd and the gunfire that had already started, Dave Buddy, who was never much of a gentleman, couldn’t help but start to taunt.
He was mocking Gao Yang, but the most direct target of his scorn was undoubtedly Arilan Mosen.
There were only a few seconds left, not enough time for Dave Buddy to deliver a lengthy speech, so before he could fully enjoy himself, amidst the growing exclamations and thinking Gao Yang was firing recklessly, Dave Buddy suddenly heard the electronic sound that signified the end of shooting.
Like a rooster with its neck seized, he let out a strange yell—louder than usual—and then swallowed the rest of his words.
The “beep” indicated that Gao Yang had finished shooting, pressing the button beside him to signal the end.
He was done, and the sound of conclusion set off waves of gasps because it meant that Gao Yang had hit all the targets under an extremely rapid rate of fire.
An old man who hadn’t managed to grab a telescope shouted, “Who can tell me what happened!
This is impossible; is it a mechanical failure or a violation by the shooter?
The old man wasn’t any big shot, but he was a representative figure for rapid shooting with lever-action rifles.
Although his shooting was considered exhibition, he had a large following of supporters and fans.
After hearing the old man’s shout, someone who had watched the entire process through a spotting telescope shouted back, “No malfunction, no violation, the shooter hit all the targets, what’s his name?”
Similar shouts rang out, and at that moment, the president of IDPA yelled, “A new record, is this a new record?”
The person next to him shook their head and said, “There’s no record to speak of, so he definitely set a new record!”
At that moment, the president of the Rifle Association put down his telescope, wiped his face, and said to the person next to him, “That guy, he must be a newbie, right?
After he finished shooting the targets, he forgot to press the bell, costing himself at least a second, right?
I saw the judge seemed to remind him, and then he pressed the finish button.”
Arilan Mosen was overjoyed, using tremendous willpower to appear calm while smiling and accepting the congratulations of the people around him.
Eileen was less courteous; she grabbed Jack’s shoulder and shouted, “Tell me the result quick!
Jack glanced at his stopwatch, nodded emphatically, and said, “We won, total time 52 seconds, F**k, he won by six seconds, it’s an undeniable whopping victory!”
After hearing this, the first thing Eileen did was to raise her arms and cheer.
After roaring a couple of times, Eileen, with a fierce expression, flipped Dave Buddy the bird and yelled, “Idiot, keep laughing now!
Your loss is ugly, and no one’s going to feel sorry for you, haha, we’re all so happy to see your crybaby face, just so you know!”
Some reveled in pride, while inevitably, others wallowed in disappointment.
Dave Brown stood in a daze, unable to believe he had lost, while Dave Buddy was completely stupefied, offering no reaction to Eileen’s provocation.
Those present felt they had witnessed a miracle, but for one of the witnesses, Dave Buddy, the miracle was a blow too severe to handle.
Finally, after being stunned for quite some time, Dave Buddy snapped back to reality and, summoning all his strength, bellowed, “He’s cheating!”
Dave Buddy’s shout was so shocking that the murmuring crowd instantly fell silent and turned their attention to him.
After the outburst, Dave regretted it.
Under the watchful eyes of so many influential people, accusing Aliland-Moson Studio of cheating wasn’t just targeting the studio but all the witnesses there.
Regretful as he was, the words were already out, and Dave Buddy had no choice but to steel himself and continue, “This can’t be happening, it’s impossible, shooting this fast at a distance of six hundred meters, have any of you seen this before?
Who here has seen this?
Remote-controlled targets, or something, the moment the gun fires, they make the targets fall, it has to be that!”
The targets in the three-shot competition were not paper targets scored for points but steel targets that would fall over when hit by a bullet.
As he spoke, Dave Buddy really started to believe that Arilan had cheated.
After finishing his accusation, he pointed at Arilan and shouted, “Explain yourself, how did you cheat!
Aha, did you collude with the boss of this shooting range?
It must be so, it must be you up to no good!”
Dave Buddy’s behavior was now tantamount to throwing a tantrum, and at this, the shooting range owner had had enough.
He shouted angrily, “Mr.
Buddy, please watch your language.
You personally inspected the targets, and there are no mechanical devices whatsoever.
Show me how you remotely control them, why don’t you!”
Dave Buddy did not respond to the shooting range owner’s challenge and instead turned to Dave Brown, urgently saying, “Dave, you’re the top shooter here.
Tell everyone, can you do it that fast, with such a shooting speed.”
Dave Brown looked uncomfortable but nonetheless shook his head and said, “I can’t.
In fact, the time today was already my limit.
Fourteen seconds to fire ten shots, I cannot do that, I’ve never seen anyone do that, in fact, I’ve never even heard of such a thing.”
As if grasping onto evidence, Dave Buddy immediately cried out, “You all heard it, right?
Dave can’t do it, he’s never heard of it.
Who can believe such a thing?
There must be foul play!”
Just then, as Gao Yang, nonchalantly carrying his gun, was returning, he overheard Dave Buddy’s last remark and shrugged indifferently, “The competition is over, there shouldn’t be a problem now, right?
Of course, if everyone agrees with Dave’s accusation, I can shoot again.
But I would like to say, Mr.
Buddy, just because you can’t do something doesn’t mean nobody else can.”
After Gao Yang had spoken, Dave Brown, with a complex expression, smiled wryly at him then looked at Dave Buddy and said, “Mr.
Buddy, please let me finish.
Something that I cannot do, and have not even heard of, doesn’t necessarily mean that nobody can do it.
My abilities shouldn’t be the standard for judgment.
That’s all I have to say.”
After Dave had finished speaking, the president of the Rifle Association shook his head and announced loudly, “We have all inspected the facilities of the shooting range, and I believe there is absolutely no possibility for cheating in all the devices and the entire process of the competition.
As the head judge, I declare Aliland-Moson Studio the winner.
Does anyone have any objections?” (To be continued.
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