The buzz of the plane continued to echo in the cabin, mixed with the incessant tapping of telegraphs.
Gallon was sitting on the seat on the right side of the cabin. He wore a golden earring on his left ear. The earring was clipped directly to the earlobe. The tip of the earring could not penetrate his skin at all. It could only be fixed in this way.
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He reached out and touched the earring. There was a 9 number engraved on it, which was the symbol of the ninth golden ring. While using the resources of the golden ring, when meeting with his subordinates, the golden ring symbol must be revealed so that the other party can recognize and obey.
The plane is not big, only big enough for a dozen people.
The plane was piloted by two men in black wearing gold rings. They also wore gold rings on their ears, but the numbers were different from 200.
Third senior brother Garcia was sitting next to him, and two sharpshooter bodyguards sandwiched the two of them one behind the other to protect their safety.
People from the Baiyun Sect, Simon Keling and some other core disciples were sitting in the back. Between the core disciples, two eye-catching figures stood out very eye-catchingly.
Cynthia, an innocent girl who looks like a little girl, wears a simple T-shirt and jeans, with long hair shawl, sitting by the plane window and humming quietly. Next to her is Jack who is with her.
Both of them were the captains of the two Manleyton leaders who were conquered by Garon in Huaishan.
During the period when Garen was away, although they did not join the martial arts gym, they often communicated with Ke Lingsaimen, and they also provided some key information.
The purpose of bringing them out this time is to protect the new core disciples of Baiyun Sect who have never seen superheated weapons.
"Second Senior Brother, do you know anything about spear skills?" Garen suddenly turned to look at Garcia. He had always had doubts about Yoda's spear skills.
"Marksmanship?" Garcia frowned slightly, "The Will brothers my mother found for me are all masters of marksmanship. If you have any questions, just ask them. I'm not familiar with this aspect."
He paused, "Or do you doubt that the traitor Losita will use marksmanship to deal with us?" He looked slightly gloomy.
Looking at his face, Garen knew that all his thoughts were focused on seeking revenge from his senior sister Rosita, and he would think of everything above. So he stopped asking more questions and looked at the Yoda-like figure in front of him.
A master of marksmanship.
This man was a dark-skinned bald man with a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, and he looked like a professor.
"My name is Mordin Will. You can just call me Mordin."
Garen nodded, "So Mr. Modin, how did you practice your spear skills and reach such a high level? Don't deny it, I can see that your level is already very high."
A trace of surprise flashed in Modin's eyes, and then he smiled.
"Your vision is really good. I have just made a breakthrough recently. I feel like I have entered an inexplicable new realm. I didn't expect you to see it like this."
He thought for a moment and seemed to be choosing his words.
"How do I put it? Spearmanship is actually similar to martial arts, except that the defense aspect is simplified and only attack and dodge are left. It is these two parts that we focus on training."
"Can you tell me how you train?" Garen asked with interest.
"Of course." Moddington paused, "In the beginning, we practiced fixed-point shooting, which is stationary target shooting. While practicing, we must also find the firearm that suits us best. It can be a standard gun or a customized gun. Anyway,
You must be comfortable. Find a firearm that suits you and achieve a bullseye accuracy of more than 90% on a static target. This stage is called the first level."
"Then comes the second level. Continuously adapt to the maximum range of the firearm, and be able to maintain at least half of the accuracy at the farthest distance. At the same time, shooting moving targets also requires an accuracy of more than 90%.
This is level two.”
"Where is the third level?" Garen asked. Not only him, but also several people such as Keling Saimen, Cynthia and Jack were attracted. These things are not something that can be heard normally. This level is obviously
It is a precisely divided level of spearmanship. Even the second senior brother heard this for the first time and showed an interested expression.
"At the third level, find what you are best at. On the basis of the previous steps, your evasion ability will be improved to the point where you have more than half the chance of avoiding the shooting of first- and second-level gunmen. At the same time, you will learn about the characteristics, advantages and disadvantages of all firearms and all bullets.
The ballistics, bullet marks, and functions of various types of gunpowder are all clearly understood. He has the ability to make his own modified bullets and firearms.
At this level, firearms will become more suitable for you, and the effects will become more in line with the gunman's strengths and performance." Modin showed a hint of pride on his face, "I belong to this level. At this level, even in the face of a hail of bullets, as long as there is no
If there are stray bullets or too many people, there will be no
There is great danger. Of course, there are also strengths and weaknesses in the third level. Different types of firearms have different effects in different environments, and the number of gun muzzles to dodge at the same time, as well as the adaptability to the environment, as well as personal perseverance and strategy,
Reaction speed, etc., these are the keys to victory or defeat."
"It's just like martial arts, right? Is there anything stronger?" Garen asked calmly.
"Indeed." Modin nodded, "The fourth level is the rumored realm. You can control multiple guns at the same time, and there are no blind spots in all directions. You can kill the enemy quickly before they shoot. At this level, you can fight in a one-on-one fight.
The level of the family. The strongest one among them is the eight-armed dragon king Yoda, who appeared a long time ago at the pinnacle of spear skills. It is said that he can use spear skills to fight against fighters. It is unimaginable."
"A spear master who confronts a fighter head-on is indeed very powerful." Garen nodded.
"You're not a gun player, so you don't understand." Modin shook his head, "Being able to confront a fighter head-on means that the gunner must keep up with the fighter's speed. You know, a speed-based fighter can only blink in the blink of an eye.
You can cross more than ten meters, but if you can't keep up with the speed, your neck will be cut off without even arranging the gun."
"In other words, that eight-armed dragon king must have at least the eyesight and reaction speed of a fighter?" Garcia said in surprise, "Isn't this too exaggerated? That Yoda is not a fighter, how did he train to fight?
Family-level vision and response?”
"There should be a series of secret training methods." Modin shook his head and said that he didn't know. "This is an example of a single person fighting against a fighter. Of course, although the fighter is strong, he cannot resist multiple hot weapons.
So I suggest that you also learn some spear skills, and combined with the skills developed in martial arts, you will be many times stronger in one fell swoop."
For a moment, everyone fell into silence.
Garen glanced at the people around him.
"How long did it take you to practice spear skills to reach the third level?"
"It takes three years to have talent, but everyone has different limits. Everyone has different limits." Modin said proudly.
"But if you don't have talent, you will need time and ammunition. It usually takes twice as long, at least six years."
"So are there many third-level gunmen?"
"One out of a thousand."
Garen also fell silent. It's not that this ratio is too low. On the contrary, this ratio is too high.
It only takes a plurality of third-level gunners to completely surround a non-speed fighter. And how many such gunners are there in the federal 1.5 million regular army? There must be fourth-level gunners.
, how many are there in the fourth level?
This is an unknown quantity.
Only then did Garen understand why Ansara was seriously injured by the members of the assassination team.
This is the power of government.
It is conceivable that there are countless spear masters in the federal government army alone. And what about martial arts masters? How many are there in the entire world?
No one spoke for a while in the cabin. Everyone fell into a faint sense of decadence and gloom. This is the sadness of martial arts.
The power of firearms is so powerful. Compared with the difficult martial arts to practice, firearms are popular and powerful enough. They are also relatively easy and simple, and everyone can practice them.
The journey gradually passed in silence and reflection.
In the afternoon, it was already afternoon when the plane arrived at Hu'an West Market.
The people from Jinhuan arranged a hotel for everyone to stay. The hotel was very luxurious and even had a special practice room for people to exercise.
Bang!!
Cynthia kicked Garen, causing a circle of white dust to appear. Just as she was about to leave quickly, her right leg was grabbed by Garen with a snap.
"If you want to practice my giant elephant's secret martial arts, the first thing you have to do is to get beaten!" Garen looked calm, grabbed her leg and gave her a shake.
Bang!!
Cynthia was violently picked up and hit against the wall on the side.
She groaned in pain and staggered back two steps after being released by Garen. She rushed forward fiercely again, and the sharp knife popped out of her feet and kicked her.
With a swish, the sharp knife passed by the tip of Garon's nose, just a hair's breadth away. With a kick in the air, Garcia immediately felt something bad - and sure enough, immediately, a strong force came from the inner thigh. Her whole body flew backwards like a cloud.
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boom!
He fell directly onto the rubber floor. He struggled to get up, but couldn't stand up again.
Just when she raised her head, she saw that Jack, who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to attack, was also lightly thrown and hit hard next to her, unable to get up again.
The two of them were covered in sweat and embarrassed, and most of their clothes were wet.
Garen slowly walked up to the two of them.
"It's progressing well. It's much stronger than at the beginning. Combined with firearms, it's still a threat to martial artists below average fighters."
Cynthia struggled to stand up, but couldn't control her body at all.
"If you let us sneak attack you, aren't you afraid that one day I will really surpass you and kill you?" She stared at Garen with a complex expression. "You are only a little older than me, but you can reach such a strong point.
I can do it too!"
"Under the same conditions, I will not lose to anyone!" Galen said calmly, "This is what you said before, so I promise to give you the best conditions to train yourself, and the best drug resources...
If you can really do it, then come on. I'll be waiting for you in front. But as long as you fail to achieve this goal for one day, you will always be mine."
"Get a good rest, it's time to leave early tomorrow morning."
He walked slowly past the two of them and left the room, and the depressing atmosphere in the entire practice room gradually dissipated as he left.