The shooting range is set up in a spacious open space halfway up the mountain, with a steep cliff on one side and surrounded by tall trees and bushes that cover the sky. There are wild animals running around in the bushes from time to time. The scenery is pleasant, as if you have entered
It's like an untouched primitive jungle.
From Lin Chenxuan's introduction, Qin Feng already knew that this is the beginning of the Wuyi Mountains. The entire mountain range stretches across several provinces in the southeast of Huaxia. During this period, there are not many birds and animals, although they are not as numerous as Shennongjia in the hinterland of Huaxia.
It is inaccessible and not as rugged as Zhangjiajie with its strange peaks and rocks, but it is also less inhabited. The countless charming scenery during this period attracts countless tourists.
When Qin Feng came to the shooting range, a group of soldiers had been waiting for a long time. A group of people surrounded the big black man from before. They grinned in pain and looked at Qin Feng with gloating. Qin Feng was also a little funny.
, shifting his gaze, Qin Feng noticed that on the two platforms beside a group of people, people had already set up
After loading two pistols with a dark metallic luster, Qin Feng understood with just one glance that these were the QSZ92 semi-automatic pistols widely popular in China, commonly known as the Type 92 pistol. Next to the two pistols, there were ten
A yellow-orange bullet, not far away, someone was already adjusting two targets.
Seeing this group of people eager to try, Qin Feng touched his nose with an evil smile, while Niu Yuan, who was surrounded by everyone, stared straight at Qin Feng with a pair of bull eyes, with some awe in his eyes, but more of it was
With burning fighting spirit, watching Qin Feng approaching, Niu Yuan also took one step
He stepped forward, but the car moved the wound on his hip, which made him grin again: "The target distance is two hundred yards, the domestic standard 92-type pistol, there are ten bullets in total, the competition is very simple, everyone
Fire the gun ten times, and whoever has the most total rings at the end wins."
Qin Feng shrugged his shoulders indifferently and reached out to pick up the pistol on the platform. Feeling the cold touch of the gun body, Qin Feng slowly closed his eyes. At this moment, Qin Feng felt that the gun was part of his body.
It felt like a skilled gunsmith, the pistol jumped nimbly between the five fingers, and then there was just a slight shaking of the hand. The pistol that was still beating in the hand almost turned into parts in the blink of an eye, scattered on the platform.
This miraculous scene made everyone who was originally full of gloating wide their eyes, and Niu Yuan's eyes also showed solemnity at this time. If before, he had absolute confidence in his marksmanship, but now he has
I felt an inexplicable nervousness, the person in front of me was a master.
Niu Yuan also picked up the pistol in front of him, but his disassembly was not as elegant as Qin Feng's. When the parts were neatly arranged on the platform, Niu Yuan's eyes became sharp again: "Let's start now!"
"Okay." Qin Feng nodded with a smile.
Then under the nervous eyes of everyone, the two people quickly started to assemble their guns. In only a few seconds, the originally scattered pistols had been reassembled, then loaded the magazine, and a series of actions were like flowing clouds and flowing water, making the surrounding people
A group of people were also amazed.
A group of top soldiers even forgot that it was a marksmanship showdown at the moment. Everyone looked at the two men's smooth movements with burning eyes. After everything was ready, Qin Feng raised his pistol casually, almost without aiming, and the piercing gunshots were almost like a barrage of cannons.
It roared out without even a slight pause. This scene made everyone around them widen their eyes.
Is this okay? Don’t you even need to aim?
Niu Yuan also raised his eyebrows, but as a sharpshooter, he would not be affected by external objects. He held the gun, raised his arm, aimed, and fired. Everything was done step by step. By the time the ten shots were over, the young instructor next to him had already finished.
, no matter what the result is, in terms of speed, I have already lost.
Seeing Niu Yuan put down his pistol, a group of people watching the show could not wait. The two of them limped towards the target. When the two returned, their expressions became extremely weird again, and they glanced aside.
Qin Feng, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, said with a strange expression: "Niu Yuan has one hundred rings, Instructor Qin... Instructor Qin... Ten rings, only one shot, and the other nine shots were all mopped..."
As soon as the two people finished talking, the expressions of the group of people became weird. Some people couldn't help but murmur in their hearts. They looked at the moves very coolly, but it turned out to be just showy. Of course, it hurts really hard for this guy to hit someone, but he can find it.
When he returned to the venue, everyone who was so angry with him burst into cheers.
Listening to the report of the two men, Niu Yuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly. His instinct felt a little strange. He could feel that the young instructor in front of him was definitely a master of marksmanship. How could he miss the target? Could it be that the other party meant to let him?
Seeing a group of people cheering and cheering, Lin Chenxuan couldn't help but feel sympathy on his face. These unlucky children still don't know how miserable they have lost.
Manny on the side listened to the report of the two people, her beautiful eyes widened, and noticing Lin Chenxuan's expression, Manny couldn't help but feel a little nervous: "How, could it be... Could it be that the master has won?"
Qin Feng is now her idol. In her impression, he is an omnipotent existence. Could it be that he lost like this?
"Of course the boss won." Lin Chenxuan pursed his lips playfully, turning to look at the group of big-headed soldiers who had long been complacent, "I advise you to turn out the camera and watch the slow motion, a group of ignorant children."
"Bring up the camera?" A group of smug soldiers were stunned, but Niu Yuan's eyes lit up. Then he ignored the pain all over his body and plunged into the control room not far away...
In the control room, the slow motion of the previous shooting was played in front of a huge screen. In the huge room, nearly a hundred people were silent at the moment, with their eyes fixed on the screen. There was still a little bit of ecstasy in their eyes at this moment, and it was just difficult to understand.
Confidence.
In slow motion that was slowed down a hundred times, everyone watched as a rotating bullet passed through the black bullseye. Then, almost at the same moment, nine bullets passed through the first one in no particular order.
The bullet holes left by the bullets passed by. From the beginning to the end, the ten bullets only left one bullet hole on the target. Look at Niu Yuan's target again. Although the target was shot, in the end the entire target was riddled with holes.
, the outcome is clear...
What kind of marksmanship is this?
Ten beads connecting hearts?
A group of people were all blank-minded, and Niu Yuan was also pale. In the past, this was his pride. He could hit the blade with a bullet from a hundred meters away, and he could snipe the murderer from a thousand meters away. But in front of a real marksman
, His marksmanship is just like a child playing house. He is a master of anything. This is the real master of marksmanship in front of him. At this moment, he only feels that his good self-confidence is shattered in an instant...
Manny also grew up with a red mouth, with a look of disbelief on her face, but then she was as happy as a girl who has not grown up, pulling Qin Feng and jumping up and down: "Master's pistol shooting is great.
,Master, I have decided that I want to learn how to masturbate from you."
"Uh..." Qin Feng looked at Manny with an embarrassed look, "This... is not good..."
Seeing Manny's eyes gleaming, Qin Feng swallowed hard. In fact, masturbation is harmful to the body. If you can't help being lonely, Master can do it for you. Master's "shooting skills" are still pretty good. At worst, he really wants to do it.
Once a teacher, always a husband?
(Originally I wanted to write 3,000 words, but it’s almost 12 o’clock, so I’ll update it first, and then update another chapter later. Well, finally, I’d like to ask for 50 little red flowers, and I’ll add another chapter!)