Uncle Ma used to be a soldier with my father, and later they joined the regiment commander. He was very good at shooting machine guns, but unfortunately he was injured later and became lame. Now he is training in the guard company." Gao Xiaoshan pointed at the man.
said the thin old man.
After the target was erected, Wang Huzi said to Zhou Wen: "Scholar Zhou, we have dozens of guns. You can choose whatever you want. Each target will shoot five bullets. What do you think?" "Just listen to the leader.
"Yes." Zhou Wen said.
"Use my gun. I clean my gun diligently and this gun is very useful." Gao Xiaoshan said as he took off the Hanyang made gun on his body.
"Okay, Brother Shanzi, I'll use yours." Zhou Wen said, taking the rifle, shaking it in his hand, pulling the bolt and checking it carefully.
"I have calibrated this gun. It is very accurate within 200 meters. It may drift a little to the left above 200 meters. I can't hit it if it is too far away, so I haven't tried it." Gao Xiaoshan said.
After Zhou Wen finished the inspection, he nodded with satisfaction and said, "Brother Shan Zi, this is a good gun. The rifling is very clear. It is 90% new and well maintained."
After speaking, he walked to the shooting position, looked at the target, held the gun with his left hand, stretched out his right hand towards Gao Xiaoshan and said, "Bullets." Gao Xiaoshan put a **5-round bullet in his hand.
Zhou Wen pulled the bolt, pressed the bullet, closed the bolt, and opened the safety in one go. His legs were slightly apart, he stood in an awkward position, raised the gun and lowered his shoulders, but he didn't aim at it. "Bump!" With a "bump!", the first shot was fired.
gun.
Then, without leaving his shoulder with the gun, he quickly pulled the bolt with his right hand to eject the case and reload the bullet, and pulled the trigger. No one else saw his movements, and the five shots had been fired.
After a while, the soldier who reported the target in the distance loudly reported: "All the shots hit the bull's-eye. All five shots hit the bull's-eye."
There was an uproar behind them. Because they were going to do target practice, the dozens of young men who had just been running had already gathered behind Wang Huzi and the others to watch the fun. Now everyone was chatting and talking.
"Shut up!" Wang Huzi turned around and yelled: "You guys, if you don't have the skills, just watch and learn, don't make fools of yourself." The emotional guy started to get annoyed when he saw other people's children excelling.
My nephew is no longer living up to expectations.
The so-called expert can tell if there is something wrong as soon as he takes action. After seeing Zhou Wen's performance after holding the gun, everyone basically believed what he said last night. However, they did not expect that his movements were so skillful, so accurate, and so fast.
Few people can shoot at such a fast rate of fire without aiming.
Now you are shooting at a 200-meter target. You should aim carefully, right? Just as everyone was thinking this, Zhou Wen's gun rang again. It was the same rate of fire again, and all five shots hit the bull's-eye.
Well, you are flying in the sky, and we are walking on the ground, not the same kind. So if you are not envious or jealous, you will not cheer. Just kidding, who would cheer you if you are not the same kind? Have you ever seen a tiger?
Did the Eagle cheer?
I was shooting at a 300-meter target, and there were five more gunshots at the same speed, and then... wait, one shot missed by a tick.
"Huh!" Everyone let out a sigh of relief, even if they were a little off.
Well, you have returned from heaven to earth again, and we are the same kind.
"Good! Good marksmanship." The cheers from the crowd pierced the sky, and even the birds in the sky were so frightened that they turned around and flew away.
Zhou Wen's last shot was actually a deliberate miss.
With a perfect fusion of soul, body and various senses greatly enhanced by Buddha's light, Zhou Wen feels that he is much stronger than when he was a sniper before. His gun sense, observation, judgment, strength, coordination, stability, etc. are all-round
Enhanced. With a gun in my hand, I can conquer the world.
The first fourteen shots have already given me the feel of a gun, and the last shot is actually more difficult to miss than to hit it accurately. You can hit it accurately by following the feeling, but you have to miss it but don't miss it too much, which will mess you up.
Rhythm, so it’s more difficult.
Zhou Wen knows that too much is too little, so keep a line in life so that we can meet each other easily in the future.
But this principle does not apply to Wang Huzi. This guy didn't really believe in himself last night. Today, he is going to know the consequences of offending me.
Zhou Wen strode up to Wang Huzi and reported loudly: "Reporting to the regiment leader, recruit Zhou Wen's rifle shooting assessment has been completed. Now apply for the machine gun shooting assessment and ask the regiment leader for approval."
Wang Huzi's whole face was twitching. "Assessment? Who said it was an assessment? Didn't they just say a try? It has something to do with the assessment. The shooting speed of a rifle is almost catching up with a machine gun, so you use a machine gun
Why don't you fly into the sky? How can there be so many bullets for you to burst into?"
Thinking of this, he forced a smile on his face and said: "No, no, what is the assessment? Little Scholar Zhou's marksmanship is unmatched by anyone in our group, so we don't need to try it."
"Try it, my machine gun is actually not good at shooting."
"Well, we really don't have to try the gun."
"Okay, I won't try it anymore. I haven't touched a short gun for a long time." Wang Huzi just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Zhou Wen continue: "So I want to borrow a short gun from the regiment leader to practice my skills." He said this with his eyes meowing.
Meow looked at the big-eyed roller on Wang Beard's waist.
Wang Beard's heart was bleeding. It turned out that this little bastard was targeting him. What kind of garlic was he pretending to be today? He brought out his beloved pistol to show off.
"The one the leader said yesterday should be satisfied as much as possible. This one is just borrowed for practice. It's not like I won't return it."
It's indeed a loan. It's Liu Bei's loan from Jingzhou. The little bastard is pressing harder and harder to stop anyone from living.
"Then what the leader said..."
"Of course it counts."
Wang Huzi couldn't afford to lose that man anymore, so he took off the gun holster from his waist and handed it to Zhou Wen. "Well, there are only two clips of bullets, so save some."
"Thank you, captain, then who will be in charge of us in the future?"
"First practice with the guards for a while. Oh no, you train them for a period of time. You can also help check the warehouse accounts. I will go back first."
I don’t want to see this man anymore, he’s not a good person. I didn’t say I didn’t believe him last night, I just hesitated for a moment, and today my beloved pistol is gone, and I can’t even bear to fire a few rounds.
Wang Huzi left with a smile on his face and tears in his belly.
Zhou Wen put the holster on his belt, put it on his waist, and pulled out the pistol to examine it carefully.
It has a tough appearance and a shiny gun body. When you hold it in your hand, the handle of the gun feels a little thicker. That's because your body hasn't grown yet and your palm is a bit small, so it doesn't have much impact.
He drew the gun, took aim with both hands, turned around and drew the gun and aimed again. He made several pistol tactical moves in a row, and his heart was filled with joy. This was a famous gun. All kinds of data flowed through his mind instantly.
The American Colt M1911 pistol fires 11.43 mm Colt pistol bullets and uses a standard 7-round magazine. The pistol is characterized by a simple structure, reliable mechanism, good safety, high power, and obvious stopping effect. Later generations
It is a standard item that countless rich people collect and show off.
Zhou Wen was entertaining himself and thinking a lot, when he suddenly noticed that the surroundings were surprisingly quiet. Looking back, dozens of teenagers, including Gao Xiaoshan and Xu Dacheng, were stunned and looking at him with their mouths wide open.
"Awen, you are the first person I have ever seen who took something off the leader's body. I see that the leader is very distressed. We usually won't let him touch this gun even if we want to. You are so awesome."
Gao Xiaoshan said and glanced at the pistol with envy.
Zhou Wen's heart moved. Looking at the admiration, envy and jealousy around him, he smiled slightly and asked, "Do you guys want to see it?"
"Yeah yeah."
"I want to see it."
"It's best to hold it in your hands and play with it." Everyone responded in a hurry.
"Okay!" Zhou Wen agreed loudly, then pointed to a little man who had taken off his belt and was playing with it in his hand and said, "You, whatever you are looking at, it's you. Take off your clothes."