Leng Zirui kept his word and took the little guy to the shooting range first.
In the shooting range, there were also special forces members conducting shooting training. When they saw Leng Zirui coming in with a little baby in his arms, the men in charge of the training just looked surprised.
"Boss, what are you?!"
"Bring my eldest nephew here to open his eyes, can't you?!" Leng Zirui looked at the team members who were preparing to shoot in the distance, "Go and get him an earmuff!"
After all, the little guy is still young. Although this is not an indoor shooting range, Leng Zirui is still worried that his little ears will be damaged.
I went and came back, and there was already a special earmuff in my hand.
Putting the little guy on the ground, Leng Zirui carefully adjusted the earmuffs and put them on his little head, and then walked to the shooting point holding his little hand.
"gun!"
As soon as he stretched out his hand, one of his men immediately threw his gun at him.
Taking the gun in his hand, Leng Zirui squatted down with a smile, crossed his arms, put the little guy in his arms, and put the gun in front of him, "This is the M99 semi-automatic sniper rifle. From where we stand, we can shoot that
The jeep next to it penetrated directly, is it amazing?!"
The little guy saw a real gun for the first time and was extremely excited. He stretched out his little hand to touch the gun body, then put his eyes in front of the sniper scope to take a look, and then looked at Leng Zirui expectantly, "Zi Rui
Uncle, can I fire a shot?!"
"Of course you can, but you have to be careful, don't be scared!" Leng Zirui opened the safety on the gun, took the little guy's hand and put it on the trigger, "Put your eyes close to the scope and see if there is a small cross inside.
, aim it at the center of the list."
The little guy followed his instructions and pushed the gun body. Leng Zirui just held the gun and let him use his strength.
"Uncle Zimo, I'm aiming."
"Then shoot!"
The little guy flexed his little finger hard, and bang, accompanied by the sound of a gun, the bullet came out.
Leng Zirui held the gun firmly, and his body was close to the little guy, helping him withstand the strong recoil of the gun. The little guy was also very courageous. Not only was he not afraid, he also showed excitement on his face.
"Six rings!"
In the distance, the person responsible for reporting targets shouted loudly.
"Okay, little guy!" There was obvious surprise on Leng Zirui's face. It was the first time the little guy played with a gun. Not only did he not miss the target, he was able to hit a six-ring. This was enough to surprise him, "He is indeed my nephew.
As expected, he has the style of a general, come on, let's play some more shots!"
Luo Jun was still unsatisfied. Hearing that he could play again, he immediately became energetic and once again put his little face in front of the sniper scope, and the little guy took aim again.
"Don't pull the trigger in a hurry. Slow down your breathing. I heard Wan Wan say you can play the piano, right? Just think of it as playing the piano. You know the rhythm. Now you have to adjust your breathing.
To a stable rhythm, how about 44 beats, now we breathe through the nose first, 1,2,3,4, and then switch to the mouth, 1,2,3,4..."
Leng Zirui guided the little guy with the simplest words. Luo Jun's excitement quickly calmed down, and the expression on his little face became calm.
"Very good, now, try to aim. If you feel that you have aimed at the center of the target, you can shoot."
The little guy carefully moved the gun body and looked at the red color appearing in the sniper scope. His little finger tightened again and pulled the trigger.
Bang!
Second shot.
"How many rings!" Leng Zirui raised his face and asked.
