Chapter 11 Shooting at a supermarket and convenience store is just right
Three days later, the children of Class 78 ushered in the second major lesson on knight combat skills——
——For Shao Jinghao, it has been too long.
In the eyes of many teachers and students, the gunsmith seemed to be a well-known talent in the railway system, but Xiao Hao didn't care much about the nameless reputation. The reason was very simple - the teacher didn't let him pick up girls.
He thought that the gunsmith was really disgusting. If other teachers would not interfere with this kind of business, after all, the underground world is sparsely populated. According to Russian marriage laws, as long as the guardian agrees, if the woman is pregnant, she can get married at the age of sixteen.
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Nowadays, the teacher is so involved that for the sake of sixteen credits, the female classmate who was originally the sweet girl next door turned into a puritan almost overnight.
This girl's Miller's mimicry was learned very well, and she showed off all the attacking postures.
"Hey, what's the point of going to this school without girls?"
Xiao Hao sighed, rolled over from the soft bed in the dormitory, saw the alarm clock at 6:35 in the morning, and finally crawled to the second period of the knight combat skills class on the Big Baker Stadium with full of resentment.
In the past two days, the other teachers were teaching liberal arts knowledge related to psychic powers. The gunsmith said that knightly combat skills would inevitably lead to bruises, but in the first class, the students were not allowed to do anything. It was probably a bluff.
Xiao Hao just thought about it, and seeing that he was running out of time, he simply didn't wear any protective gear, put on a thick cotton-padded jacket and headed to the pasture.
Across the two-hundred-meter circular track, Brother Hao felt something was wrong——
——Because there is an extra building on the football turf, specifically, it is a bungalow made of plywood.
It is said to be a house, but it has no roof, making it an extremely crude training ground.
It is like a department store, covering an area of about 1,000 square meters. It is filled with shelves and various products, including various gel dummies.
Other students had already started running circles to warm up, and Teacher Meteor shouted enthusiastically towards Xiao Hao from a distance.
"Brother Hao! Follow the team!"
"Oh...oh oh oh oh!" Xiao Hao quickly let go of his hands and feet and followed the long team to do warm-up exercises.
Meteor assistant coach blew his whistle and gently pushed Xiao Hao to the inner circle.
Xiao Hao asked: "Assistant teacher, where is the gunsmith?"
Meteor: "He is preparing teaching tools."
Xiaohao: "What are you teaching? There are so many things..."
Meteor: "The Six Arts of the Gentleman - Shooting."
Xiaohao: "Ah? I thought it was a home economics class..."
Meteor: "Did you forget to wear protective gear?"
Xiaohao: "I haven't forgotten..."
Meteor: "Is that accidental or intentional?"
Although he was very reluctant, Brother Hao was not afraid at all——
"——It was intentional... I got up late. The gunsmith teacher asked us to gather at seven o'clock, so I didn't get up until six thirty-five. This is too cruel for a thirteen-year-old baby..."
Meteor laughed loudly: "It doesn't matter!"
"Then what..." Xiao Hao thought of the gunsmith teacher's fist in the last class, and he felt uneasy: "The teacher won't blame me, right?"
Meteor then laughed: "No!"
Hearing the assistant teacher's honest and honest tone, Xiao Hao's heart dropped into his stomach.
He asked about the business: "If my understanding is correct, this [shooting] should refer to the shooting class? I can understand the gunsmith teacher using wooden boards as a shooting range, but why do you need to build so many shelves and go to
There are products on the shelves? What do you mean?"
Meteor: "Balazon bans guns, and schools do not teach thermal weapons. Gunsmiths will not teach you the things that can be learned from armed employees. The gunsmiths will not be able to teach you the unique skills that cannot be learned from armed employees for the time being.
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Xiao Hao immediately asked: "I can't even touch the gun, so what else can I shoot?"
Meteor smiled pretending to be mysterious: "You will know later."
Xiao Hao was suspicious, running and looking at the building complex in the center of the turf circle - it was like a supermarket and department store, including furniture, seats, offices, bedding, cooking utensils, kitchen and bathroom, snacks, fruits, fresh food, etc.
The containers and shelves are all ready. Even the cashier is ready.
In addition, there are two alleyways, one of which can only be entered but not exited, and the other has a recessed space for connecting, with a second-floor room terrace and electrical and water pipelines.
"What kind of large-scale scenario script is this?" Xiao Hao muttered, and followed the team through the morning exercise.
He felt his body relaxed and his cheeks were warm, and he saw the gunsmith teacher coming out of the main entrance of the supermarket and saying hello to his classmates. His eyes rested on Xiao Hao's clothes for a second longer without saying anything.
"Classes begin."
The Iron Knight was like a timpani stick in the hands of the assistant, and the gong sounded again.
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Xueming changed into loose casual clothes for home today, but still had the same approachable demeanor. She apologized to the children first.
"Sorry, it took a long time to prepare this time. As you can see, the teaching equipment is in the buildings behind us. It took us a lot of effort to purchase and deploy these things."
"The theme of our course today is the Six Arts of the Gentleman [shooting] - you may be wondering why I don't give you a gun to practice shooting even though I'm called a gunsmith."
"The reason is very simple. Not to mention the mortal world, even in the underground world, the control of firearms and ammunition is very strict. In the process of defending ourselves, we rarely have the opportunity to obtain firearms immediately in a violent incident."
"The first part of this lesson is to teach you how to identify the projectiles that can be seen everywhere in life, and how you can use them to defend yourself and project firepower."
Xueming waved and showed the department store behind him to the students.
"This is your ammunition depot."
As soon as these words came out, there were also sounds of laughing and joking in the ranks of the students. It seemed that they did not take the gunsmith's words to heart. Perhaps Xueming's serious and nonsensical words, deeds, demeanor, and tone were not very convincing.
Xueming: "Shao Jinghao."
Xiao Hao immediately came out: "I'm here!"
Xueming: "Come and set an example for everyone."
This chapter is not over yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "I'm not laughing at you!" Xiao Hao went crazy for a while, "I didn't say anything just now! I believe you! Teacher Gunsmith! I believe you!"
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Xueming: "But you are not wearing protective gear."
"I got up too late in the morning... I'm sorry, teacher." Xiao Hao apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I will remember it next time! I will definitely remember it!"
Xueming quickly grabbed Xiao Hao's arm, fearing that he would let go of this excellent demonstration object: "No, no, no, I don't mean to blame you - I just want everyone to see if the things on the shelves can hurt you. It just so happens that
It's a good thing you're not wearing protective gear."
"Ah?" Xiao Hao frowned and looked at Assistant Teacher Meteor: "Didn't you say that Mr. Gunsmith won't trouble me..."
Meteor was hiding aside and playing with the small coal stove, cooking Mrs. White's products for Brother Hao, but did not respond. Her expression was like that of the old witch preparing poison apples for Snow White, dark and twisted with a hint of joy.
Before Brother Hao could ask for help, Xueming pulled him towards the entrance of the cashier.
"When we can't find a suitable weapon, we need to have a pair of eyes to find weapons, because holding a weapon has an absolute advantage over empty-hands - the exits of supermarkets usually have many small commodities, which can help customers get rid of the small change in the bill."
The students followed the gunsmith teacher and nodded in unison when they heard the daily people talking about common shopping habits in life. This is a fact that happens at any time.
Xueming took the windproof lighter from the cashier shelf, took out a box of chewing gum, and transferred it directly to the daily necessities counter.
"Alcohol is used in shampoos, fragrances, perfume formulas, insect repellent sprays, and spirits over fifty-five percent at the liquor counter, all of which can be turned into flamethrowers, like this—"
——He held a fire source and various fuel spray cans, put on a fireworks show for the students on the spot, and spit out wine pulp to perform the Dragon Breath Technique.
Brother Hao felt that something was wrong. Hot air hit his face, and his whole body tensed up, but he was not hurt at all.
When he opened his eyes, he saw the gunsmith using his hands to drum up the mouthpiece, and the flames spewing out formed a thick python that was more than a hundred centimeters tall, almost roasting the gel dummy into pulp.
"There are some counters that sell spray paint." Xueming dropped the arson props and explained to the students: "It will have some poisonous properties, but generally speaking, as long as you can ignite a fire, the outer flame can produce more than 500 degrees.
The high temperature is enough to bake the enemy's eyes, burn off his hair and eyebrows, make him temporarily blind, and lose his will to fight."
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Hao was taken to the fresh food counter again——
——When Xueming, the old bastard, returned to the slaughterhouse, it was just like going home.
He was playing with various knives and talking to the students.
"If we can obtain a sharp weapon and are sure there is more than one knife in the environment, we must not engage in hand-to-hand combat with the criminal immediately."
Next to the raw meat eucalyptus board, Xueming picked out a few flat-headed kitchen knives.
"Try to throw a flat-headed knife like this that has been stained with animal fat for a long time as a throwing object. Its handle is mostly made of polymer or wood, and without a rope handle, it is easy to slip. Even if it fails to hit the enemy, if the enemy uses it as a weapon,
Weapons will also cause the opponent to lose the ability to stab and cut, and the gap in killing efficiency between chop knives and sharp knives is very large."
He picked up what looked like an extremely sharp fish knife.
"These long knives used to debone and separate seafood look very majestic, but I tell you, just throw them out - most of these props are made of elastic steel with excellent toughness and are not finely quenched.
, the hardness is not even as good as a rusty kitchen knife made of No. 4 carbon steel. Even if it misses someone, if the gangster picks it up and uses it, you can escape immediately in this gap."
Finally, Xueming took a chef's knife from the kitchen and bathroom counter.
"This is the best weapon you can find in department stores. Apart from the fire axe, it is the most suitable for throwing and has the highest hit rate and killing efficiency."
Carrying the knife, Xueming took Brother Hao to the stationery counter, and pushed Brother Hao to stand in front of a piece of paper for the vision test.
"Don't move around. Let me demonstrate to you how well the blade shape design and blade balance of this weapon are."
Xiao Hao asked in surprise: "Ah? Try it on me?"
Xueming: "If you don't wear protective gear, the effect will be better."
Xiaohao: "I...I, I, I..."
Xueming: "Are you scared?"
Xiao Hao stared at the sharp and bright knife in the teacher's hand with panic in his eyes: "Of course I'm afraid!"
Xueming went to the stationery counter and took off an eye mask and put it on Xiao Hao's head.
"Are you not afraid anymore?"
Xiao Hao exclaimed: "No, no, no! I'm even more scared! Teacher, please let me open my eyes."
Xueming pursed her lips, not having a good temper——
——He took off the hot compress eye mask for Brother Hao and reminded him in a gentle tone.
"I will throw a knife at you later, but please don't move."
Xiao Hao swallowed his saliva and was about to go to the execution ground.
"OK."
Xueming's next words brought him to heaven.
"If you do that, add one point."
Xiaohao: "Yes! Yes! I can do it!"
Daniel immediately said: "Teacher, I'm coming! I'm coming!"
Xiao Hao cursed: "Get out of here! You shameless rich second generation!"
"Aren't you afraid now?" Xueming stepped back step by step and distanced herself from Xiao Hao.
Xiaohao: "I'm not afraid anymore...I'm not afraid!"
Xueming put on the blindfold and picked up the chef's knife: "I'm a little scared. Do you mind if I put the blindfold on?"
Xiao Hao's legs went weak and he almost fainted on the spot. Daniel, who was originally aggressive and wanted to fight for credits, also cowered and retreated.
Assistant Teacher Meteor straightened Brother Hao's body and tied it tightly with tape from the stationery counter to ensure that the boy would not move around.
Xueming then spoke to the students.
"At this distance, the knife has to fly two and a half circles before the blade can pierce the target forward. It takes repeated practice. Every flying prop thrown as an [arrow miss] requires a rotational movement to maintain the flying posture. Regardless of whether it is thrown
Whether it's a knife or an axe, the same goes for throwing other things."
There was only the sound of the knife falling through the air, and the white blade plunged into the plywood frame above Xiao Hao's head.
"It only takes a second from the time the projectile is thrown to the time it reaches the target. If we face gunmen, we need great courage and determination. Shao Jinghao did a great job. He faced the threat of death.
He did not panic or scream, nor did he reveal his position."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Xiao Hao's eyes were straightened and he said frankly: "I just didn't react...Teacher."
Xueming took two boxes of pencils from the shelf.
"You can see that the center of gravity of this chef's knife is in the middle of the blade, which allows it to maintain a very stable rotation. Even if I am blindfolded, I can still hit the area on Xiao Hao's head - but if I use other projections
Things, that’s not necessarily the case.”
After removing the outer packaging of the pencil, Teacher Xueming continued to explain many essentials of materials science.
"Modern stationery factories have pencil sharpening technology. If you can find such a pointed pencil weighing 16 grams, you are lucky - the hardness of graphite can definitely pierce most of the human muscle tissue."
He took off his blindfold, and a murderous aura immediately emerged.
"It is too light and the center of gravity is difficult to control. When practicing throwing slender sticks, you must open your eyes and lock the target position."
The bright yellow pencils shot out like arrows, aiming at Xiao Hao's armpits and crotch. In just a few seconds, there were more than ten pen holders on Brother Hao's shoulders and around the body. They penetrated into the soft
On the plywood, many pencils were ejected and broken, turning into wood chips all over the floor.
Xueming: "Shao Jinghao, add one point."
Xiao Hao almost shed tears. He followed the gunsmith without saying a word and experienced a strange spiritual journey.
At this moment, the students became very interested in the container objects——
——They look strange, but in the hands of a gunsmith, they have amazing lethality.
Even relatively weak food-grade stainless steel kitchen utensils, such as spatulas and spoons, can be used to carve out a piece of meat from the gel dummy as long as the number of turns required for throwing them is calculated and the blade placement is precise enough.
The gunsmith teacher led the students to the bedding area and took off their sweatshirts.
"Students, many of you are of European origin, so you should be interested in knights. Many knights like to wear large cloth robes - they look very chic, right?"
Under the sweatshirt is a very cheap stainless steel cutting board.
"Loose clothing can hide a lot of armor. You can buy a two-millimeter-thick stainless steel cutting board in the supermarket for six yuan. A few more layers can block nine-millimeter pistol bullets - you just saw all kinds of projectiles.
The power of things, now I want to teach you how to defend against them."
Xueming searched the bedding area for a bamboo mat, cut off the soft glue, and wrapped it around his arms and waist. It only took a minute.
"This is the bamboo armor."
Then he rolled the thick outer packaging bag onto his right arm and tied it tightly with shoelaces, which only took thirty seconds.
"This is cloth armor."
I took back the chef's knife and stabbed and slashed at these simple armor and stomach, and there was basically no trauma.
A gel dummy was used for testing. After the knife violently hit the nail and stomach, it was difficult to pull it out.
"A shooting range is too early for thirteen-year-old children. A convenience store like a supermarket is just right." Xueming led the students to the hardware area. "Finally, I want to introduce these tools. Their destructive power is much stronger."
many."
Open the counter and list various instruments.
"Screwdriver heads are mostly made of tungsten steel, titanium steel and other ultra-high hardness materials. According to the way the projectiles were used just now, they can easily pierce the enemy's clothes. As long as they are powerful enough, they can be used as daggers to break bones and stab the enemy.
It is not difficult to break polymer firearm receivers or pistol grips with low hardness, pierce plastic magazines, and hinder the feeding mechanism.”
"The center of gravity of the hammer is completely forward. Don't use it as a throwing object. To throw it, you have to put the end that pries the nail forward - it takes a lot of practice."
"I don't recommend shovel-shaped tools and saw-shaped tools at all. These special-shaped weapons are completely unsuitable for projection and have relatively large wind resistance."
Just as the students were taking notes on the various types of projectiles taught by the gunsmith's words and deeds.
Director Simmons walked out of the Student Affairs Office. What happened in the past two days made him very puzzled and almost confused.
There's an extra shopping mall at Big Baker Stadium, the gunsmith says -
——That is a teaching tool for knight combat skills.
He couldn't understand at all why something like chewing gum could be used as a teaching tool for fitness and physical education...
Is the gunsmith looking for excuses to spend Galahad's budget?
The worried Director Simmons walked quickly to the stadium to see with his own eyes how the gunsmith educated the children.
After only a few hundred steps, when the director arrived outside the bungalow, he saw rows of gel dummies staggering around, most of them with horrific scars on their bodies.
Most of the equipment on the floor are kitchen and bathroom supplies, and even stationery and pencils.
As he got closer, Director Simmons saw a little girl with murderous intent in her eyes, holding half a sharp pig bone in her hand, and under the guidance of the gunsmith, she was about to drive the bone spur into the dummy's skull.
"This is a pig front leg bone. You have to be careful. Chewing gum will make you feel more relaxed. During the Second World War, the combat environment of US military pilots was often in a state of mental stress. They needed chewing gum, and the same goes for you."
Xueming held the female student's hand, placed his thumb on the moist and smooth cartilage of the bone joint, and aimed at the bony seam of the skull.
"We don't need to grasp this bone completely, but it must start quickly, just like a hammer hitting a nail. The hammer head will not bite the nail tightly, but will go away with one blow - plus the legs
and the strength of your waist and abdomen, rotate your body to conduct the force, and try again.”
"Well..." The female classmate relaxed her muscles and relaxed her mood.
Simmons saw——
——The delicious ingredients used to make the soup turned into a deadly weapon. When it crashed into the dummy's skull, the pig bones almost shattered the dummy's Tianling Cap.
There were more than twenty students around them holding various strange weapons in their hands. According to different distances, they demonstrated different holding and flying techniques, and then heard a rustling sound.
An arc of light passed through the tip of Director Simmons' nose——
——It was a copper-plated iron spoon that was driven into the dummy's eye socket.
"Yeah!" Xiao Hao's understanding was very good. He ran past Director Simmons excitedly and rushed towards the dummy to verify the results.
The shooting assistant said with a smile: "Director, are you here to inspect the work? Do you have any instructions?"
"No...no."
Simmons circled around and wanted to go back to calm down.