Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

Chapter 340 Moving Target

"Foul! Foul! Foul!" Before Harden could say anything, Golden Commentator No. 2 started yelling, "Whoa, he used an explosion to change the target's position! Foul! Foul! And whoa, he just went out of bounds!"

"And the third jar wasn't broken! It was just cracked, so the score is invalid! The score is invalid!" Tour Guide No. 2 continued to yell.

Although there was no microphone, the voice of Tour Guide No. 2 still came out from the speakers, and all the orcs in the cooling tower could hear it and it was broadcast to a wider area.

The nun lowered her head. Because of the staggers she had experienced from overusing her brain, she was indeed now standing outside the white circle. However, she did not notice whether she was inside the circle when she fired.

At that time, calculating the trajectory of the pottery jar consumed all her energy, leaving her no time to care about anything else.

But when all the orcs were silent and only the tour guide was shouting noisily, someone started applauding first. It was Howard.

And then, there was another round of applause, and the source of this applause was the orc war leader standing opposite the nun.

"Excellent, human lady, you are a true warrior." Harden applauded the nun and said, "I take back my previous unfair judgment of you and pay my tribute to you."

Then He loudly announced, "Sister Gloria's result is valid! In the fixed-target competition, she hit ten targets with nine bullets!"

As for whether the nun's use of the explosion was a foul, whether the shooting was out of bounds, or whether the can being hit but not shattered counted as a result, He didn't care.

It was enough for Him to see that the nun was not using any tricks and that this was just an extraordinary performance by the nun.

He recognized the nun.

As long as he recognizes the nun, her results will be valid, even if the nun has some minor violations.

Seeing that his people were still silent, Harden raised his fists and roared:

"Hurray for this lady, boys! She's a true warrior! The stronger the opponent, the stronger we are who defeat them!"

“waaagh!!!”

Harden's speech caused the orcs in the entire cooling tower to boil over again. They applauded and shouted loudly for the nun, whistled and cheered at her.

Orcs don't care about race, faction, or faith. They only believe in the existence of bigger, faster, stronger, and more powerful beings. They only believe in the strong.

The nun's performance just now was enough to win the respect and admiration of these orc boys.

The nuns in the arena were bewildered by the praise from these aliens.

This was not what she wanted, she didn't need the alien's praise.

"Enough!" the nun screamed hysterically. "Enough! Stop!"

The orcs' cheers and praises gradually died down, and they looked at each other, not understanding why this waaagh woman would not like this.

"Don't waste time. When will the next item start?" The nun, realizing her loss of composure, asked as she tidied her slightly messy hair.

"Anytime, but don't you need to take a break?" Harden asked very considerately.

"No need." The nun simply removed the magazine with nine bullets empty and replaced it with a new one full of bullets.

"Let's begin," the nun said.

Harden didn't say anything more. He took two steps back to make room for the nun, and the nun also took a few steps forward and walked to the white line for shooting at the moving target.

"Ahem! Ahem!" After losing the skull microphone, the lecturer casually removed a bent copper tube from a junk speaker and stuck a disco ball on it as a new microphone. Then he continued his explanation:

"According to Crazy Fang, this human lady achieved a perfect score of nine out of ten in the fixed target competition. This is a truly remarkable achievement."

The orc commentator's attitude changed faster than turning the pages of a book. "But next she'll face the challenge of a moving target. Will she perform as exceptionally well as she did in the fixed target competition, or will she make a mistake? Let's wait and see."

A whistle sounded and the first frisbee was thrown out by the machine, but the nun just aimed the gun and did not fire.

"It's here again!" The docent saw through the nun's intention and shouted excitedly, "The human lady didn't shoot immediately! Just like when she shoots at a fixed target! Is she waiting? Waiting for the next Frisbee to appear? Is she trying to hit multiple targets with one bullet?"

There was a thud of gas release, and the second frisbee was thrown out.

The nun quickly scanned the trajectory of the two Frisbees and then shot, shattering the first one.

"Human lady! She hit it! Beautiful!" After Harden recognized the nun, commentator No. 2 became neutral and objective.

"But the human lady seemed unable to find a satisfactory timing to fire her shot. At least in this case, she couldn't replicate the miracle of hitting two targets with one shot!"

The nun was not affected by the guide's words. She stared at the second Frisbee intently, and at this time the third Frisbee was also thrown.

Because the temperature at different heights in the cooling tower is different, the airflow inside is turbulent in the vertical direction. The nun cannot fully predict which direction the frisbee will deflect in the next second, so she can only pay attention to the movement trajectory of each frisbee and shoot when they are about to fly out of the maximum distance.

The second frisbee thrown out was affected by the airflow and flew longer than the first one. The nun kept holding the gun and began to move slowly behind the white line to adjust her position.

Come a little closer... Come a little closer...

"puff!"

At this time, the fourth flying disc was thrown out. At this time, the second, third and fourth flying discs were still flying in the cooling tower.

The nun suddenly lunged to the left and pulled the trigger in mid-air. The bullet she fired hit Frisbee No. 4, which had just been thrown out and had a relatively stable flight trajectory, and then hit Frisbee No. 2, which was flying back.

After landing, the nun rolled over to release the force and regained her shooting posture, then fired and hit the flying disc number three which was at the extreme distance and had already started to fall.

"Brilliant!" the guide exclaimed. "A double whammy! This human lady nailed it!"

The orcs watching also cheered because of the nun's performance.

Then the fifth Frisbee was thrown, and the nun continued to wait.

The sixth Frisbee was thrown, and the nun continued to wait.

The seventh frisbee was thrown, and the nun used two bullets to smash the fifth and sixth frisbees respectively.

The eighth frisbee was thrown, and after the nun made sure that the trajectory of this frisbee was correct, she began to aim at the seventh frisbee.

But just when the seventh frisbee was about to fly to the maximum distance and the nun was about to shoot, the propeller aircraft that Tour Guide No. 2 was riding on suddenly malfunctioned. One of the four propellers fell apart during operation, and the resulting air flow fluctuations blew the number seven frisbee, which was about to fly over the edge, back.

The nun swallowed, began to move her steps, and finally pulled the trigger.

Frisbee No. 8 was shattered, but the explosive bomb only grazed the edge of Frisbee No. 7 and did not hit it. Affected by the tail flame of the explosive bomb, Frisbee No. 7 began to roll and fell to the ground at an accelerated speed. So the nun could only hurriedly fire another shot to shatter Frisbee No. 7 before it hit the ground.

"What a shame," the guide said, shaking his head after stabilizing the spaceship. "It was just a little bit off. Although the human lady's shooting skills still impressed the beast, miracles don't always happen."