Today is the day of the competition.
After being busy for so many days, Wang Fan and the others finally got to enjoy the perks, which naturally includes watching the competition live.
Today's competition is air rifle shooting, and influenced by his uncle, Wang Fan is actually quite interested in this event.
Before the competition started, the two sat on the audience seats and started chatting.
Wang Fan asked curiously, "Do you think if those special forces from our country came, they could win a prize?"
Zhuo Qianqian countered, "Can the ones who race in the Dakar Rally participate in F1 racing?"
"Uh... I guess they can't, right?"
"Right? This competition is completely different from what snipers train for. Snipers are indeed very skilled, but they don't specifically train for this event. Boss, do you know how big the target for air rifles is?"
Wang Fan shook his head honestly, "It's not the same as the ones on TV?"
