Su Zhixing, who was on the other side, laughed and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Look for yourself." Mu Chengzhou passed the binoculars to Su Zhixing. He turned to Wang Yao and asked, "Dr. Wang, would you like to try shooting a machine gun?"
"Sure!" Wang Yao grabbed the automatic rifle. He pulled the trigger. The bullets shot out and hit the target 328 feet away, making loud, crisp sounds.
"Is this for real!" Su Zhixing put down the binoculars and rubbed his eyes. He looked up at Wang Yao standing beside him. "Brother-in-law, tell me the truth, have you really never used this before?"
"No, I haven't," Wang Yao replied.
"Do you know your shooting results?" Su Zhixing asked.
"About the ninth or tenth rings I think," Wang Yao replied. It sounded boastful that he could see that far away, but with his extraordinary vision, he was able to see the number of rings above the target.
