Lao Liu discovered that Qingchen was awkward to use guns at the beginning and even changing magazines, but after changing three, he immediately became skilled like an old man.
He always felt something was wrong.
Lao Liu suddenly said, "Dropping the gun and putting it together, I'll take a look."
Qing Chen finished shooting a magazine again, and he disassembled the Gray Fox-012 Federal Army standard pistol.
Qingchen closed his eyes and recalled for a second, reassembled the Gray Fox-012 very quickly, and then dismantled it.
He disassembled and reinstalled it over and over again. By the third time, he was almost like a veteran in the federal army.
Lao Liu scratched the back of his head, and he suddenly realized the clue.
This kid is clearly a novice, but no matter what the other person learns, he will become extremely skilled by the third time.
Therefore, Lao Liu had reason to suspect that Qingchen was likely to falsify his past identity and then concealed his identity to apply for a job and defrauded his high salary.
But Lao Liu felt something was even more wrong. Even if he was a genius, he would not be so genius!
Lao Liu wanted to tell Li Changqing about this, but when he thought of Qingchen in the octagonal cage, he thought of savvying talents. He whispered: "Actually, you are not familiar with guns before, right?"
Qingchen was silent for two seconds: "Yes."
After all, you can't deceive smart people.
Lao Liu said, "Then how could you get started so quickly?"
Qingchen explained seriously: "I have been very sensitive to geometry since I was a child and have been very sensitive to space. The shots in front are for observing ballistics, and the shots in the back are serious."
Lao Liu thought about it, and he directly took a firearm damaged by rifle and handed it to Qingchen: "This pistol is no longer accurate. Because of the rifle damaged, the sight shifts to the left. If what you said just now is true, then use this pistol to prove it to me."
Qingchen thought about it and took it and fired a few shots at will. Then, in the next second, the boy pulled the trigger continuously, and the bullets penetrated through the bull's eye again!
Lao Liu's eyes were straight!
He simply led Qingchen to the archery field and said, "This is usually a place where children learn to shoot archery, and the bodyguards don't come. I just saw that your hands were very stable. You can hit the bull's-eye after using any gun. If you shoot the arrow and calculate the ballistics, it's the same as playing with a gun. We'll get over this matter and I'll hide it for you."
Nowadays, there are many people who know how to shoot, few people who play with bows... and even fewer people who have seen bows!
Guns are life-saving weapons, and bows are toys for nobles.
Lao Liu said, "Brother Six is ​​not making things difficult for you. Bows are definitely harder than guns. If you can get on the target for the third time, we won't pursue this matter. Moreover, in the future, you can use my quota for any gun in the shooting range. My quota is much higher than that of ordinary people. If you want to practice guns outside, a sniper bullet will cost several hundred yuan."
"Okay," Qingchen nodded slightly and took a recurved bow from the bow frame.
Lao Liu also took a handle: "I'll demonstrate it to you, how to set the bow and shoot the arrow, the rest depends on yourself."
As he said that, he opened his bow, let go, and the slender arrows hit the bull's-eye with a sound of the slim arrow.
Qingchen looked at Lao Liu in surprise, but he didn't expect that Li Changqing's security officer was still a versatile person and could play anything.
"Hehe," Lao Liu smiled at his expression, "You don't have to envy me, you're only familiar with it."
Qingchen recalled Lao Liu's actions and shot an arrow directly.
The arrow twisted and threw high in the air, falling lightly outside the target.
However, Qingchen didn't think much about it. He pulled out an arrow again, gently put his fingers on the bowstring and pulled them backwards. His hands did not tremble at all, and his chest and abdomen did not rise or fall when he held his breath.
With a whoosh, the arrow was shot out again.
At this moment, Lao Liu clearly felt that Qingchen's breath had changed. It was something that was indescribable, just like a person who was in control of everything.
With a sound of Dou, Qingchen's second arrow fell on the target.
Lao Liu was stunned.
At this time, he also discovered a detail. Qingchen leaned forward slightly when he was placing a bow. This was a not-standard movement, but it was very similar to himself.
But Lao Liu did this because his legs were lame, but he didn't expect Qingchen to learn even this.
At this time, he believed that Qingchen might be really a genius in learning, and hurriedly corrected: "Your posture is a bit wrong, your body's center of gravity should be leaned back a little, so that it can be more stable. I am like this because my legs are lame. Don't learn this..."
"I said why is it a little awkward," Qingchen muttered, and pulled the bow and opened the arrow again, but saw the third arrow stably nailing the bull's eye.
Not only that, Qingchen skillfully pulled the bow and opened the arrows, shooting seven arrows in succession, and hit the bull's-eye.
Qingchen looked at Lao Liu: "I am only familiar with it."
Lao Liu: "...Don't learn this sentence."
This time, he really believed that Qingchen could get on the gun so quickly because of his extraordinary talent.
"I keep my word. I'll keep it aside for you to hide the matter of guns before. I will never tell the boss. In the future, you will use my quota when you come to the shooting hall. Even if you use all the quota every month, I won't frown. If you frown, you will not be a hero," Lao Liu muttered with a little distress.
"Then can I practice sniper rifle now?" Qing Chen asked.
"Yes," Lao Liu sighed, "I will take you there when you get familiar with conventional firearms. Although you have strong learning ability, don't be too ambitious. The chances of ordinary people using conventional firearms are much higher than those of using sniper rifles."
"Thank you, Brother Six," Qingchen thanked him from the bottom of his heart. He already knew that the sixth person was not bad, and he was even considered a good person.
Lao Liu recalled the hardships he suffered when he practiced a gun, and thought that the gap between people in this world is really too big.
He took Qingchen back to the gun area: "You can see it yourself and tell me what you need."
"Brother Six, please let me try all the guns, and then each gun is equipped with five magazines," said Qingchen.
Since Lao Liu said that he had to touch the sniper rifle after he was familiar with all the conventional guns, then he would be familiar with it for the other party to show it.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! Lao Liu was shocked: "Although I have a lot of quotas, I don't need to squander like this, right?"
"It's not a squander," Qingchen shook his head and said, "It's really useful."
Immediately afterwards, Lao Liu asked someone to pick up two carts of firearms, and there were a wide variety of everything on the shelf.
Qingchen took it out one by one and pulled the trigger, and silently calculated something in his heart.
Today is a working day, and there are not many security training in the venue. Several staff members and Lao Liu simply helped him fill the magazine.
And Qingchen, like an emotionless shooting machine, let his palms hurt by the recoil, and it did not stop.
Gradually, there were a whole layer of shell shells scattered on the ground beside Qingchen, and there were countless numbers.
The staff looked at him from time to time, thinking that this innocent face came from, and was it just wasting ammunition here, right?
However, Qingchen used Lao Liu's quota, so they couldn't say anything.
According to normal practice, ordinary bodyguards do not have the right to allocate so many ammunition and guns.
At this time, Lao Liu always felt something was wrong. He sat aside, pressing Huang Chengcheng's bullet into the magazine while silently observing Qingchen.
At this moment, Lao Liu and Qingchen tried more than 30 pistols, suddenly stood up and said to him, "Close your eyes."
Qingchen closed his eyes calmly.
Lao Liu took a pistol from the gun stand and pulled the trigger towards the target.
The staff looked at him in surprise, not knowing what Lao Liu wanted to do.
But Lao Liu suddenly asked, "What gun am I using?"
Qingchen closed his eyes and said calmly: "Chihe-021, 7.62mm caliber, 12 rounds of bullets."
Lao Liu changed the trigger and pulled it: "What about now?"
"Da Desert-001, 5.42mm caliber, 17 rounds of bullets."
Lao Liu changed four pistols in a row, and Qingchen only needed to listen to the gunshots to accurately name the gun.
Now it was the staff's turn to be shocked. If Lao Liu did not cooperate with the young man in front of him, it would be too scary.
Lao Liu solved the doubts in his heart at this time: "Are you remembering these things just now?"
"Well," Qingchen nodded: "Brother Six, you said you should be familiar with conventional firearms. I think what you said is indeed very reasonable. If you identify the firearms in actual combat, you can clearly know the effective shooting distance of the enemy and know how many rounds of bullets his regular magazine have, so that you can calculate the time he can change the magazine."
On the battlefield, it is a very terrible thing to calculate the time for changing magazines. People who have actually been on the battlefield know that that time is called the fire vacuum period and is the most dangerous moment for everyone.
Chapter completed!