Chapter 220 Playing with Gun

Under Uncle Qiu's divine light and energetic eyes, Ma spirit did not dare to agree to the suggestion of playing with Uncle Qiu. Who is Uncle Qiu? The instructor who teaches them to practice kung fu is better than Liang Duhai, only high or low, otherwise he will not be allowed to coach martial arts.

Five hundred push-ups came down, and the fat man couldn't lift his hands. However, under Qiu Zhishu's stern eyes, he could only practice martial arts with everyone obediently. Uncle Qiu taught them some basic moves of boxing this morning, such as how to punch, how to draw, and how to kick the feet to be the most powerful.

Of course, these have long been understood by Ye Xiao and others who already know martial arts. Although some are different, they all work.

The humanized impression of Uncle Qiu's elegant smile dissipated in everyone's hearts, because they found that Uncle Qiu was no different from Liang Duhai during training, and even in some aspects.

"The instructors here are all perverts."

The fat man chattered on the way back. Today's 500 push-ups can exhaust him. According to what he said, he originally planned to soak a few girls tonight to let out the fire, but after the 500 push-ups of the old birthday bastard, what to vent the fire, 500 push-ups directly extinguished the desire. Now even if the most touching beauty in the world stands naked in front of him, he is still strong but weak.

Ye Xiao smiled bitterly. He finally knew why the new generation was so perverted. It turned out that it was trained like this.

After dragging their tired body back from the canteen, everyone took the time to rest. Even the diligent Han Yang and the wolf totem fell asleep as soon as they entered the door. God knows what the afternoon training is? But one thing is certain, it's very tiring. Ye Xiao also wondered why he didn't arrange a training subject list like when he was in school. If it is fixed in this way, he will know when and what to train.

Sure enough, I just squinted for half an hour, and the whistle sounded on the street again.

Gather, no one is late.

Standing in front of them is Zhang Danfeng!

Ty them to play with guns!

There are three kinds of men's favorite things: women, guns, and cars. For people whose lives are in danger at any time, women and cars are floating clouds. What is the most important?

It's a gun!

Although the gun is cold, it is a close partner under the danger of losing its head at any time. Under the threat of survival, friends may betray, relatives may also betray, lovers may also betray. But the gun won't.

The gun is the closest and most trustworthy partner, friend and buddy of any person in trouble.

Men love to play with guns, just like women love to eat snacks, they are born.

"Finally, I can learn to shoot."

Many people look excited, and so is Ye Xiao.

He once played the Ninth Five-Year Plan in the Yunwu Bar, but he and Ma Shengli are not accurate. In terms of firearms, he and Ma Shengli are both rookie players.

"Do you want to play with guns?" Zhang Danfeng said with a faint smile.

"I want to." Everyone answered in unison.

"Okay, since you want to play with guns, come with me." Zhang Danfeng took everyone through two streets to Xiaochi Street.

When they opened a warehouse, everyone followed Zhang Danfeng in. Suddenly, everyone was dazzled. There were too many guns here! Ye Xiao secretly smacked his tongue. Before that, he saw a lot of ordnance rooms in the rhyme bar, but compared with here, there may not be rhyme bars here, and some rhyme bars must be here.

Type 79 sniper rifle, QBZ95B automatic rifle, Type 95 automatic rifle, Type 88 sniper rifle, Type 87 automatic rifle. Type 56 submachine gun, Type 85 submachine gun, Type 64 micro-sound submachine gun, QSZ92 pistol, Type 84 miniature pistol, Type 80 automatic pistol, etc., and even many guns, Ye Xiao can't name them.

"My God, good boy, so many guns." Everyone sighed.

"Although there are many guns, this is what you learned today." Zhang Danfeng picked up the gun in his hand.

"Eight-one bar."

"Yes, it's an eight-one bar."

"Everyone takes an eight-one bar and come with me." Zhang Danfeng said.

Everyone followed Zhang Danfeng out of the warehouse and came to the shooting range. The shooting range was not far from the grass where Ye Xiao and others practiced martial arts in the morning. In the morning, they saw several veterans who did not know whether it was the 80s or the 70s who were shooting at the shooting range.

Uncle Qiu stood in front of everyone.

"People who use chopsticks can use any pair of chopsticks freely. If you change to a fork, you will feel inconvenient. After a period of time, you will find a feeling and get used to it naturally. Shooting is no exception. The weapons you often use will also have a natural and comfortable feeling when you hold them in your hand. This is often referred to as the "gun feeling". Specifically, the "gun feeling" is the psychological and physiological reflection of the weapon state, weight, center of gravity, recoil and other performance characteristics in the shooting opponent during the operation process. Many people have this understanding: when the gun is naturally comfortable, it will produce strong self-confidence and the shooting performance is relatively ideal; if the feeling of the gun is in a vague, unconscious and im constant position, such as the first contact with the weapon, or if it is used without touching the weapon for a period of time, the performance will not be ideal. The reason is that the gun feels bad."

"The most important thing in playing with a gun is the feeling of the gun!" Zhang Danfeng said. If you want to have a sense of gun, you must know the principle of the gun. Chang Cheng, let's talk about how the gun works.

Changcheng's face is still pale.

The handsome face was light and replied faintly: "Firearms, a light weapon, can be divided into two subsystems, ammunition and firearms. Ammunition is composed of bullets, cartridges, launchers, primers, etc. Through the primer fire, the ignition of the propellant generates great pressure and pushes out the projectile. After the bullet is loaded, pull the trigger, and the impact pin in the gun hits the back of the bullet, causing the bullet gunpowder. The moment the bullet is fired, the recoil generated is just like a rocket. The barrel wall has a spiral texture. When the bullet is fired, it actually rotates at high speed, which can ensure that the bullet does not deviate from the course and hit the target more accurately. Guns are composed of worms, tubes, bolts and other accessories.

"Well, that's good." Zhang Danfeng nodded.

"There is another point, which is also the most important thing in learning guns, which is the ability to predict the bounce point. Excellent shooters can basically sense the position of the bullet point after each shot. The reason is that their intuition can clearly feel the small difference between the actual movement and the standard movement, and can make corrections. For those who have not achieved this situation, it is difficult to do this. However, if you exercise consciously in normal training, it is not difficult to do it. As a general shooter, if you can rationally analyze the difference between the actual action and the standard action through the scene of aiming at the moment before the gunshot after each bullet is fired, instead of guessing, making a judgment on the bullet, and then verifying the actual bullet. In this way, long-term unremitting and continuous summary can improve yourself. Feedback awareness, so that every shot can predict the bounce and correct the movement and aiming situation, reduce the repetition of mistakes, and improve shooting performance.

"Well, that's what I'm talking about. If you want to play with guns, just like practicing martial arts, you need to persevere. What kind of place is the best training ground? It's a battlefield! On the battlefield, there is a rain of bullets, continuous shooting and dodge shooting. A sharpshooter often appears after hitting countless bullets. Zhang Danfeng said, "Well, now let's start playing with guns, load bullets, aim, and pull the trigger. It's that simple."

"Uncle Zhang, where is the shooting target?" The fat man asked.

"On the first day, I just let you try to feel it. The goal is in your heart. Don't worry, there is no one there. You can hit whatever you want." Zhang Danfeng smiled.

"Bum!"

"Bum!"

"Bum!"

"Bum!"

"..."

When the gunshot sounded, most people received the gun for the first time and hit it hard.

"The back seat is amazing!" Ye Xiao sighed.

The sharpshooter can't be practiced overnight. With this recital force alone, it is difficult to adapt in a short time.

When he came out of the warehouse, Uncle Qiu told the fat man and Jiang Feng that no one would carry a box of bullets out, and where to put the two boxes of bullets, and hit them casually.

Ye Xiao's goal is a relatively large leaf in the opposite grass, aiming, shooting, aiming, shooting, aiming, shooting. Ye Xiao kept repeating the same action.

But he has always been safe and sound!

Ye Xiao estimated that even if he didn't shoot a hundred bullets, there were still 70 or 80 rounds, but his goal has been fixed steadily.

"Fac, aren't I playing with guns?" Ye Xiao was so depressed that he shouted at the horse spirit that stood aside with great interest and was wasting bullets of the haler hovering above the sky.

"No, do you see that leaf? How many shots do you want to try?

"I'm not interested. What's the fun of hitting those leaves? Look, I'm hitting that hurr."

Ye Xiao's white eyes, don't you know the level of this man? It's a problem to be quiet, and you still want to be able to fly?

"Try it?" Ye Xiao forced him.

"Okay!"

Ma Sheng continued to shoot several times at the leaf that Ye Xiao pointed to.

It turned out that Ye Xiao thought well, and the horse spirit didn't hit a single shot.

"It's boring. It's still fun to hit my rut." The horse was so happy that he wasted bullets again. He aimed at the hurrior hovering in the air and shot it. The hurr still circled leisurely. The horse spirit was full of bullets and shot at the haler again.

Ye Xiao shook his head and aimed at the leaf again.

"Is the target that leaf?" I don't know when Changcheng suddenly appeared beside Ye Xiao.