After Owen came in the morning, he still saw Monica's figure. This woman shot countless rounds of bullets every day.
He went to see Karl last night and didn't know whether this guy's life was good or bad. The sniper didn't hit him at the time, but the bullet turned into a ricochet. He was unlucky to be shot. From now on
Judging from this point of view, he is very weak.
However, the ricochet only scratched his arm, which was not a big deal, so it seemed that he was very lucky.
The practice in the morning was also about marksmanship. Owen's level today is much better than yesterday. There are masters here for him to learn from, there is a real combat environment, and the atmosphere is good. His progress is rapid.
After Thracian arrived, Owen and him went to a training ground. Yesterday, he learned a lot from Thracian, and today it was time for him to teach Thracian marksmanship.
Thrace's speed of drawing a gun has always been the fastest in the team, not only in Team A, but also in other teams. What he is good at is quickly drawing a gun and shooting under sudden circumstances, and he also uses directional shooting.
The so-called directional shooting actually means that when pulling out the gun, the index finger should be in the same direction as the muzzle. People are far more sensitive to their own bodies than machines. It is equivalent to replacing the front sight and rear sight with fingers. The position pointed by the finger is the position of the target.
, no need to aim, you can shoot directly.
Thrace is also an old warrior and naturally has his own set of shooting methods. His marksmanship is not bad, but he cannot guarantee high shooting speed and high accuracy at the same time like Owen and Monica. All Owen needs to teach him is
Some tips.
Owen shared the few tips he had stolen with Thrace without hesitation. Some of the tricks Thrace knew, but some were heard for the first time.
In fact, many of the tips are trivial. It’s not that people who often use guns don’t know them, they just don’t notice them, or they know and don’t care because they are too trivial.
As for the common breathing problem, Irving has no solution.
Most people hold their breath before shooting. This is done to reduce the swing range of the body. Therefore, the first few shots that an average person shoots are the most accurate because they are least affected by breathing. But this does not work later. People cannot hold it in all the time.
Angry.
Owen is no exception. He also relies on holding his breath, but he can cheat. Even if he breathes normally, he will be less affected than ordinary people.
However, Owen has observed Monica. Monica does not hold her breath. I don’t know what method this girl uses, but he can’t learn it just by watching. Monica must be willing to teach this.
While the two were practicing, others gathered around them. No one wanted to miss this opportunity to become stronger.
Owen doesn't hide his secrets. Anyway, a sheep is herded, and a group of sheep are herded, and these skills are not originally his. He teaches as many as he knows, and many people have benefited a lot.
Monica was also in the crowd, her face looked a little strange, and the points that Owen said that needed attention were all consistent with what she had concluded herself.
Owen is definitely a master, and Monica suddenly feels like a confidant. She has been a top student since she was a child, and has never wanted to fall behind others. After she came into contact with shooting, she became deeply fascinated.
In order to make her marksmanship better, she summed up a lot of things and discovered those little tricks through countless exercises. Unexpectedly, Owen also knew these. Although some of them were not quite right, the direction was the same.
She was originally very strong and had always been dissatisfied with her loss to Owen. She had also been practicing her marksmanship hard in the past two days, preparing to find an opportunity to avenge her shame. Now she suddenly felt a sense of sympathy for each other.
However, this sympathy was soon replaced by anger.
Seeing everyone asking Owen for advice on shooting easily, Monica suddenly felt a little frustrated. She and Owen's current labels are somewhat similar, they are both good at high-precision rapid fire, but she has been in the team for such a long time, and she has never done it before.
People asked her about this.
She knows all those skills, and she is not stingy about teaching them to others. It’s just that she is usually more independent. Everyone has a relationship with her as colleagues. Even if someone wants to learn, they are embarrassed to talk to her, so she and others
The relationship is not as good as that of Irving who has just been here two days.
The free time in the morning ended in this relaxed teaching atmosphere.
What Irving could teach was very limited, and he finished it in one minute. In fact, everyone was practicing most of the time, and then put forward their own opinions and shared some of their own shooting habits and tips.
This turned out to be an unexpected surprise, and everyone benefited from it. Alyssa felt that this method should be promoted in the future, and it would be best to hold it irregularly several times a month.
We still practiced together in the afternoon, and everyone had a tacit understanding to allow Irving to play the first attack position, as a way of thanking Irving for his sharing in the morning.
He spared no effort to help when encountering problems. Even if Irving made some low-level rookie mistakes that left people speechless, no one would complain. Even Alyssa, who had disliked her before, didn't say anything. The whole afternoon's drill was almost a complete success.
Received teaching training for Irving.
Monica was very depressed, and she was depressed all day long.
The free time in the morning turned into an exchange meeting, but Monica had nothing to say. Everything she knew was told by Owen, making it seem like she was unwilling to share it. Although she also learned a lot, she still
I really couldn't be happy, so the look in Owen's eyes made me even more unhappy.
As soon as the joint training was over, everyone returned to the locker room to change equipment. Owen saw Monica from a distance and thought she was going to continue to practice shooting. Unexpectedly, Monica walked straight towards him.
"I want to fight with you..."
"Well……"
Owen was a little speechless. Why is this woman always thinking about him? There are so many people. Who can't practice with you? Why are you always staring at him? He had stolen Monica's skills and was afraid of arousing her suspicion, so he deliberately avoided it.
She couldn't bear to come to the door on her own.
"It's not appropriate now. I'm going to..."
"I'll wait for you at the practice range!"
Farke!
Owen was defeated by this woman again. It was like this every time. He was not given a chance to refuse. He wanted to leave, but he still felt guilty and followed Monica to the practice ground obediently.
"Haha, someone is going to get beaten again~~~"
Campbell's gloating laughter could be heard next to him. After he made such a publicity, everyone knew about it, and everyone came to the practice field laughing.
"Steve, don't hold back, because you will be beaten badly whether you hold back or not... Hahaha..."
Thrace also joined the ranks of mocking Irving. Alyssa next to her still looked cool, wearing a baseball cap and black sunglasses, but the slightly raised corners of her mouth still revealed her true inner thoughts.
In the training ground dedicated to fighting, Owen and Monica stood in the middle of the field, and the other guys came all over.
Several people from team B also came to join in the fun. They had become familiar with Irving in the past two days. One guy even shouted loudly and started placing bets. No one from them actually won by betting on Irving.
Morris, the top soldier, this big man came up and patted Irving on the shoulder very generously, "Man, they all don't think much of you, but man, you have to be tough, I bet ten dollars on you..."
Irving glanced at Morris gratefully. It was not too shameful at least. Someone had staked him. But Nicholas immediately exposed it and said: "Come on, Owen, don't believe him. He staked you $10.
But he also deposited $20 on Monica."
Owen almost fainted. There is really no limit to the shamelessness of these guys.
To show his confidence, Owen touched his pocket and bet all the $50 he had in his pocket on himself to win.
Finally, looking at Monica who was getting ready to go, Owen couldn't help but ask his question.