"The shooting range is open all year round. Come over when you are free and practice hard. My movements are not the most suitable for you. The movements that are most suitable for you are the movements you create yourself. There are standards for training, but not for actual combat. You love
Just do it how you come, don't be hardened by training, the best way to shoot is to kill the enemy, no one cares whether you are a lazy donkey rolling around or a yellow dog peeing, remember?" Lao Xiao said.
Qin Fei nodded as if he understood.
"The master brings you in, and practice is up to you."
Lao Xiao stood up and patted Qin Fei on the shoulder, "Rookie, remember the method I just taught, and then practice it by yourself. When you hit the target, when you hit all the targets, and the time is the shortest, that is the posture that suits you best.
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"Then..." Qin Fei saw that Lao Xiao didn't seem to want to talk anymore, so he quickly asked: "How can you hit all the pistol bullets at one point?"
Lao Xiao was smoking a cigarette and turned around suddenly, as if he saw an alien.
"Think with your head!"
He raised his index finger, rolled it twice on his temple, and said unceremoniously: "This is indoors! The distance is only 30 meters, the bullet is a modified high-pressure bullet, and the gun is a modified competition-grade barrel and muzzle brake.
Both stability and recoil are extremely excellent, and external factors are almost zero. Is it difficult to hit a certain point?"
Qin Fei scratched his head and thought for a while, and finally said: "It's difficult!"
"Hold!"
Lao Xiao looked at Qin Fei as if he were looking at a piece of shit.
Finally, I couldn't help it anymore, picked up the MK23 MOD0 that was already installed on the table, and took Qin Fei back to the shooting range.
Pointing to the first iron chest ring target 30 meters ahead.
Lao Xiao ordered: "Target number 1, one shot, shoot!"
Qin Fei put on a new magazine, loaded the gun and fired.
Bah——
A bullet hole appeared in the ten rings of chest ring target No. 1.
"Put your gun away."
Qin Fei quickly put away his gun and pulled it back.
Lao Xiao immediately gave another order: "One shot, shoot!"
Qin Fei pulled out his gun again and fired.
Bah——
In this way, all 10 rounds of ammunition in the MK23 magazine were fired.
Only then did Lao Xiao shout to stop.
The two of them walked to the breast ring target. Lao Xiao pointed to a dense pile of bullets in the ten rings and said, "Look, what do you see?"
Qin Fei looked at it carefully for a long time and said, "I'm not as good as you."
"Nonsense!" Lao Xiao slapped Qin Fei on the head rudely, "You can beat me so well, why do you have the shame to worship me as your disciple?"
"I want you to take a look at why your bullets are so scattered. Have you ever thought about the reason?"
"I've thought about it!" Qin Fei said, "But I can't figure it out!"
Lao Xiao said nothing and immediately gave Qin Fei another blow.
Qin Fei covered his head and muttered to himself, "I will get beaten even if I tell the truth. Damn it, do I still ask you if I can figure it out?"
"How do you usually aim? Or is it the way the army taught you? Three points and one line, the target bullseye is blurred, and the gap sight is clear?" Lao Xiao asked.
"That's right." Qin Fei nodded, because this is the standard shooting method in the textbook.
"It is better to study dead books than to have no books at all." Lao Xiao said: "It is better to copy all the textbooks than not to copy them at all. Do you know how I aim?"
"have no idea."
Qin Fei couldn't help but secretly scolded his mother again. Isn't this nonsense? You know that I still ask? Am I sick?
Lao Xiao suddenly drew his gun and fired.
Bah bah bah——
The bullet hit target No. 2, and unlike the first rhythmic and accurate shot, this time it was extremely fast.
Qin Fei leaned down and looked through the sight glass on the target. All 10 bullets hit one point, almost the same as before, with only a trace of scatter, probably only 2-3 millimeters.
Lao Xiao shook his head again and sighed: "I'm getting old, I'm really getting old..."
Qin Fei stood aside, his head full of black lines, you are so good at playing when you are old, how can you let a young man like me live?
"Did you understand just now?" Lao Xiao pointed at the target and asked, "Do you think I followed the instructions in the textbook exactly?"
This problem really gave Qin Fei a headache.
He really didn't see the clue when Lao Xiao fired. After all, what do people have eyes for? How to aim and do it. Only Lao Xiao himself knew. He was not the roundworm in his stomach, so he had no idea how he could shoot so accurately.
"Not only is he a rookie, he is also a stupid rookie." Lao Xiao continued to abuse Qin Fei with words.
"You didn't see it just now. I didn't care about the sight gap at all. I just stared at the target and fired."
"Just focus on the target?" Qin Fei felt incredible.
Lao Xiao said: "What's weird about this? You usually play rapid fire, do you have to do a three-point and one-line proofreading every time?"
"That's not true." Qin Fei said: "The first time I raise the gun, I will aim slightly. After that, I just rely on feeling."
"By the way, it just depends on feeling!" Lao Xiao said: "It seems that you are not hopelessly stupid. No shooter can perform three-point and one-line correction every time during rapid fire. Most of the time
, it’s all based on feeling.”
"But..." Qin Fei covered his head first, and then asked: "Can you hit so accurately just by feeling?"
"Why can't it be done!?" As expected, Lao Xiao raised his hand to knock Qin Fei on the head out of habit, but when he saw him covering his head, he smiled instead, "Why can't you think it's done? Have you ever studied artillery?"
Qin Fei nodded: "I have learned mortars and howitzers."
Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered what the fat guy in the third artillery company's cooking class said, taking the blame and being a cuckold to watch others having sex.
So I couldn't help but laugh.
"What are you laughing at? You have learned mortars, so you should learn simple shooting, right?" Lao Xiao said: "What does simple shooting rely on?"
"Feeling!" Qin Fei's eyes lit up, remembering the essentials of simple shooting, he suddenly felt that these so-called "feelings", no matter whether they were the same subjects or not, seemed to be able to be integrated.
Simple shooting is actually a one-man gunnery operation, simulating how a gun squad fires targets when only one gunner is sacrificed in a battle.
This extreme shooting method requires the gunner to be familiar with the gun, rely on the feeling and fingers, palms and even the length of the arm to estimate the shooting angle, so as to hit the target.
"That's right, it's just a feeling! How can artillerymen correct the point of impact when they don't have a steering wheel or a calculator?" Lao Xiao asked.
"It depends on your fingers. Everyone's fingers represent different numbers of digits. You can use your fingers or your palms!" Qin Fei became excited. He seemed to have guessed what Lao Xiao was going to say.
"Yes, in the final analysis, you don't have to think about three points in a line every time you shoot. That will slow you down. You just need to train your body, your two hands, and the gun to become one.
When you raise the gun, you aim at the same place on the target, and there is never any error. Remember this feeling of aiming, then you only need to hold the target you want to shoot, and the shot will hit the precise range!"