When the two men were like this, Mo Liancheng retracted his gaze and continued to play with the gun. He didn't know much about the structure of the gun and was quite curious. Such a thing can be used by ordinary people, and it has considerable power within a certain range.

of lethality.

A little while longer.

Mo Liancheng picked up a gun, "What's this called? Long range, average accuracy."

"AK-47." Ling opened his cold eyes and stared at Mo Liancheng.

This kind of gun is quite famous.

Although it has many advantages, it also has shortcomings, and he found these shortcomings after just a few plays.

Then, if Mo Liancheng didn't understand something, he continued to ask.

At first, Ling thought that Mo Liancheng knew a lot about guns. Gradually, he frowned and frowned, doubting and doubting. Hao Yuan was usually the one who acted as the commentator. He was also confused and confused. Why did it seem that this kid was not familiar with guns?

, let alone a professional? Aren’t all professionals interested in guns? But why are they so powerful?

Also, every time Mo Liancheng gets a new one, he often misses the first few shots due to the recoil problem! As he gets familiar with the strength, and slowly adjusts it, he will soon be able to master the use and hit a beer bottle in the distance.

!The indoor floor here is not made of cement, but dirt!

Because it is soil, there is no fear of bullets rebounding.

Distance is also safe.

About an hour later.

Ling and Hao Yuan retreated to the side, drinking beer and smoking cigarettes, leaving Mo Liancheng to play alone.

Qu Tan'er also stepped forward, played a few games and then stepped back.

But her marksmanship... was really bad! Ten shots were fired, and none of them hit. Angrily, she picked up a small-caliber rifle and fired straight at it, but this blind cat's shooting skills were still mediocre when she encountered a dead mouse, and she was discouraged.

, "Forget it, I won't play."

"Haha!" Mo Liancheng laughed and pinched her little nose lovingly, "At first glance, this thing is for men."

"Yes, there are women too."

"Well, it should be a minority."

"Uh..." What he said was true.

At this time, Mo Liancheng was completely addicted to guns. He picked up almost all the guns on the table and tried them to distinguish between their various functions. Gradually, the interest in his eyes became duller and duller.

"Chengcheng, how do you feel?" Qu Tan'er held her cheek and sipped the drink in her mouth.

Mo Liancheng also picked up the drink, took a sip, and frowned: "The target doesn't move."

Just four words, no more.

But these four words are enough to describe his feelings. The target does not move, the play is not exciting at all, and it is not challenging at all.

"Haha." She smiled without commenting, "Chengcheng, I heard from the introduction that outdoor shooting activities and other activities are often organized here."

"Oh." He was originally interested in guns, but after learning about them, he felt that it was quite cumbersome for him. To kill someone, he had to take out the gun, open the safety, and take aim. At least it took a while, and this time was quite

It's short. It is said that it may be shorter if you are familiar with it, but for him, it is enough to make people die countless times.

Qu Tan'er blinked, "Why?"

"After understanding it, I feel that it is average. This may only increase abilities for ordinary people, but for us, it is simply a burden." Suddenly, he raised his hand, and several small light cyan lights flew out, fluffy!

...The beer bottles that had not exploded not far away exploded in an instant!

More powerful than those guns!
Chapter completed!