Would you like to show some real technology to the old man? Save him from underestimating himself. Sitting in Mo Henian’s jeep, Yang Yi has been pondering secretly in his heart.
“What kind of gun did you play in the army before? Rifle? Pistol? Or machine gun?” Mo Henian asked one after another.
They are going to the shooting range of the largest gun club in Grand Prairie, where there are more types of guns than gun stores and supermarkets, and they can experience different gun shooting.
“I’ve played all of them.” Yang Yi replied simply.
At the time of Wolf Warrior, the predecessor even trained on the tank’s vehicle-mounted heavy machine gun, and even trained in artillery shooting. The question asked by Mo Henian was a bit too childish!
Of course, Yang Yi figured it out, he didn’t show off in front of his father-in-law. Although showing his qualifications can let Mo Henian know that he is not an ordinary veteran, nor is he a soft persimmon who can be casually pinched. But hitting his old husband in the face doesn’t seem to do any good!
When I arrived at the shooting range, Yang Yi discovered that this shooting range is a bit interesting. Some of them are indoors, and you need to wear headphones to shoot targets inside. Shooting of various items – bottles, apples, etc.
Mo Henian is obviously a frequent visitor to this gun club. As soon as he came in, the manager greeted him cordially, and several stylish old men in shorts and polo shirts at the door were also shouting: “Mo! Your cow… …”
These stylish old men looked like they were coming back from golf, chatting cheerfully with Mo Henian. Originally, they had already played enough to prepare to go back, but when they saw Mo Henian, they hooked their shoulders again, eagerly preparing to go back to fight another five hundred rounds.
Originally, Yang Yi thought that these old men, like Bariya and Mo Henian, were all nearby farmers, but when Mo Henian introduced him to him, Yang Yi realized that they lived in the town and were doing different things. Businesses, some run large supermarkets, some run bars, and some sell cattle and sheep, but they are mainly done in the nearby city of Arlington.
“Choose a gun and see what you want to play with.” Mo Henian was cold-hearted. He didn’t neglect his son-in-law because he saw a friend. He handed over the firearms roster and showed it to Yang Yi, “First choose Come and practice, I want to try something else later.”
The names of firearms in this world are very different from those in Yang Yi’s previous life. After a few glances, Yang Yi picked an automatic rifle similar to the M16.
When receiving the gun, Yang Yi was a newcomer and could not use the firearm alone. A coach came to teach him how to use the rifle and told him some rules to follow in the outdoor shooting range and indoor shooting range.
Several old men didn’t play by themselves, they chatted and watched with interest the “rookie” Yang Yi being trained.
“Mo, I thought your daughter would marry an American guy, but I didn’t expect her to marry a Chinese.”
“Hey, this kid has **** luck!”
“I think it’s okay. As far as I know, there are not many Zhonghua as tall as him.”
“By the way, Mo, I heard that your daughter is a star in China?”
The old men were chatting, and Yang Yi patiently listened to the coach’s instructions. He didn’t tell the other party that he actually understood everything. After all, this is a brand new world. First, look at other people’s demonstrations to make sure that he has not misunderstood or manipulated them. Mistakes are more meaningful than rushing to express yourself.
“You can try with me.” The potbellied middle-aged coach nodded to Yang Yi.
Yang Yi finally grabbed the dark-colored rifle. The gun body was slightly worn, giving Yang Yi a wonderful touch, and the cold feeling also made Yang Yi a little lost, as if his spirit was at this moment. across two worlds.
“Pick up a gun, what do you need to do?” The coach reminded Yang Yi when he saw Yang Yi was stunned, thinking he didn’t know how to play with this gun.
Yang Yi came back to his senses, he smiled slightly, and a movement came out of his hand.
I saw Yang Yi gently pull the handle of the gun, check, a series of complicated operations were completed smoothly, and then he inserted the magazine.
There is a soft click, like a starting pistol.
Suddenly, Yang Yi felt that the voices of the whole world became clear, and he could keenly detect the movements around him, the positions of the old men who were talking, walking, and smoking, and the positions of some gun buddies in the distance.
He’s fully engaged in combat, as if he can shoot on target immediately if a gangster pops up!
In fact, the coach originally thought that it would take a while to train Yang Yi to understand the use of this gun, but now that Yang Yi is so proficient in the operation, what he was about to say was forcibly held back. go back.
“You know guns!” the coach said speechlessly, “Show me two shots? I think you probably don’t need training!”
“Where?” Yang Yi asked.
“100m target, A8.” The coach pointed to a target in the distance.
According to the coach’s request, Yang Yi walked to the position of A8, pushed up the safety device, that is, the speed controller, and selected the single-shot mode. Head sideways, aim, shoot.
“Bang!”
The chatter of the gunshots interrupted the old men, who all looked over.
“Shooting so soon?”
“How was the grade?”
Mo Henian was also a little curious, and followed his friends to his son-in-law and coach.
Now the target paper in the shooting range is replaced electrically, and there is a camera to check the traces of bullets. The coach quickly called up the picture of the A8 target paper on the monitor next to it.
Yang Yi’s bullet hit the bottom left of the target paper, still a little distance from the bullseye, but the bullet did not miss the target, which made several old men laugh and applaud.
“That’s right, the first time I fired a gun, I had such a level! We have to make persistent efforts!” Mo Henian encouraged. In fact, he was very satisfied with his son-in-law’s performance. If he could hit the target, he could brag about Yang Yi’s talent to his friends!
Yang Yi was a bit dumbfounded. In fact, he was not completely familiar with this gun. He just tried the first shot. He wanted to see the recoil of the gun, the speed of the bullet, and the degree of falling.
Now that he has a basic concept in his mind, and silently counting some revised data, he fires another shot at the target paper in the distance.
The bullet hit the top right of the bull’s-eye, still slightly off~IndoMTL.com~ but this time the distance to the bull’s-eye is much shorter!
After two tests, Yang Yi has figured out the performance of this gun.
However, no one looked at his performance. The coach saw that he was very skilled, so he left a box of bullets to Yang Yi and went to inspect the others at the shooting range.
While Mo Henian was chatting with his friends, he felt that it was not enough to just look at it. At the suggestion of one person, they took the double-barreled shotgun and went to shoot the flying saucer!
Yang Yi was on the side and changed the target for 200 meters. However, he still stood up and shot a few bullseyes with ease. Unfortunately, no one saw his good results.
Yang Yi didn’t care, he was also enjoying it. For Yang Yi, firearms were just a simple skill. In contrast, in his previous life, he preferred the assassination of cold weapons.
However, when Yang Yi was practicing guns, something happened to his father-in-law.
“Mo, how about we take a gamble?” Three old farm owners came over, the first one with a cigar in his mouth, said with a smile, “You have to give me a chance, I like what you treasure. That Remington is a long time coming!”