super right hand

(It's really hot today, but this must not be an obstacle to affect the tiger's codeword. Tiger needs to work hard, but it also needs everyone's help. Everyone's clicks, red tickets, are like a glass of ice water in the hot summer, which can make you The fat tiger is enjoying himself from the top of his head to his feet.)

bang bang...

One after another, dull gunshots rang out in the gun training room. In each blocked small room, members armed with various guns, wearing noise-cancelling earphones, kept shooting.

"Are they all live ammunition?"

Jiang Hao glanced at a member holding a May [-]th pistol who was skillfully withdrawing and changing the magazine. Looking at the shiny new bullets, Jiang Hao couldn't help but use the perspective technique.

The perspective technique easily passed through the baffle, and clearly penetrated to the various lengths of magazines hanging on the wall. Through the copper skin wrapped around the bullets, Jiang Hao couldn't help but secretly sucked the gunpowder in it when he saw the black gunpowder inside. With a sigh of relief, I have to say that the Saijiangnan Guild Hall is really extraordinary. The shooting with real guns is really beyond people's expectations.

Damn, even the bullets are real, if two parties with feuds enter the hall, won't it cause a fight?

But think about it, whoever can enter the guild hall is not a person of status and status, even if there is a grudge, I am afraid that he will not make trouble in the guild hall, and he will not dare to cause trouble in the guild hall.

"It must be live ammunition, otherwise how can I experience the thrill of playing robbing." Zhou Sheng smiled indifferently. The membership fee costs at least hundreds of thousands a year. If there is no real thing, who will come to the club for entertainment? With a big belly, he came to the gun rack, looked at the dazzling array of firearms, and asked directly: "Brother Jiang Hao, what type of gun do you like?"

"Director Zhou helped to recommend, I'm a novice, it's my first time to play."

Jiang Hao came here for the first time, so he didn't know what gun to use for practice. Since Zhou Sheng was so enthusiastic, he couldn't subdue other people's kindness, so he simply asked Zhou Sheng to do it for him.

The corner of Jiang Hao's mouth curled into an evil smile, and he watched Zhou Sheng who was so busy choosing a gun for him. He didn't know how the school leaders would feel if they knew that the director of education had personally chosen a gun for him.

"The May [-]th pistol is light in weight and quick to handle."

Zhou Sheng scanned all kinds of guns on the gun rack, reached out and picked up a dark May Fourth pistol, and recommended it to Jiang Hao kindly, just like a shop assistant, but if any shop recruited this A clerk of this weight is probably not far from going bankrupt.

"Listen to Director Zhou."

Jiang Hao took the May 1th pistol and weighed it. Less than [-] kg is indeed not too heavy. He took a look at the device inside the gun, the silver-white inner tube, the suppressed bullet, the spring... and instantly had a general idea of ​​the gun's structure. learn.

"Holding a gun is all about stability. The first thing a beginner needs is to practice holding a gun steadily. Don't treat the gun as a cold weapon, but treat it as a beautiful woman, caress her gently, and subdue her."

Zhou Sheng worked very hard to explain Jiang Hao carefully, as if he was a professional coach, but the obscene smile on the corner of his mouth really made people lose contact with the highly respected coach, and seemed to induce underage girls Uncle.

"Is there any secret that can be done quickly?"

Jiang Hao came to practice guns, and he didn't want to waste a lot of time on boring theoretical knowledge. It would be great if there was a quick way. If not, he could just shoot with real guns.

"I can give you a method. This can be practiced at home. If you practice for a long time, it will definitely improve your grip."

Zhou Sheng glanced at Jiang Hao who couldn't wait, and patiently took out a soft leather ball from the empty nest on the gun rack, picked up the pistol for practice, held the ball in his hand, retracted the safety, and pulled the index finger. Trigger, a miraculous scene appeared, even though Zhou Sheng pulled the trigger hard, the soft ball in his hand never pressed down at all.

"It's really amazing."

Jiang Hao's eyes lit up, he took the soft ball, put it in his hand and pressed it lightly, and found that with a little force, the ball was immediately pushed down, which shows that Zhou Sheng's grip is indeed very stable.

"Firing a gun is a coordinated action. If you are gentle with the gun, she will act like a baby to you. If you are tough with her, she will resist more fiercely and even cause you a lot of harm."

Zhou Sheng took out a one-yuan coin from his pocket as if showing off, put the coin directly on the barrel of the raised gun, raised his arms in a straight line, and gently pulled the trigger with his finger, while the gun placed on the gun From the beginning to the end, the coin did not shake at all, as if it was firmly stuck to it, and it appeared extremely stable.

"Admiration, admiration." Jiang Hao clapped his hands in admiration. Did Zhou Sheng spend all his time in the meeting on practicing guns, but he was really steady, and said enviously: "Director Zhou, when can I be like Are you as good as that?"

"Brother Jiang Hao has to continue to practice." Zhou Sheng patted Jiang Hao's shoulder affectionately and encouraged: "I just practiced the stable word formula, and I have practiced it for several months."

"I really can't eat hot tofu in a hurry." Jiang Hao's mouth curled into a wretched smile, deliberately bit the word "tofu" hard, licked his lips lightly with his tongue, and nodded in a teachable manner. Accepting the coin handed by Zhou Sheng, he said with a smile, "Can I try it too? It's quite fun."

"Okay." Zhou Sheng glanced admiringly at the lecherous Jiang Hao, feeling very right, and hurriedly taught the secret of shooting: "Remember to be steady, let the arms stretch into a straight line."

"it is good."

Jiang Hao nodded in understanding, directly raised the pistol, put the coin on the flat front of the barrel, exhaled lightly, pulled the trigger with his index finger, and pressed it down calmly, looking at the coin in front of him. Coin, a little nervous in my heart.

"Crack!"

The thimble made a slight knocking sound. Although Jiang Hao tried his best to hold the gun flat, the gun still shook slightly, and the coin placed on the barrel fell directly from above, wandering around on the ground a few times before falling down on the ground.

"good."

The people who stopped shooting all gathered around Jiang Hao, looked at the coin that Jiang Hao dropped, and although they were very sorry, they still gave praise. When they held the gun for the first time, they couldn't even hold the gun steadily. Don't say what it is to put coins for steady practice.

"Good marksmanship is all fed by bullets. The foundation is of course very important, but if you don't sum up enough in actual combat, it might not be a good way to practice." Zhou Sheng glanced at Jiang Hao appreciatively, and advised Jiang Hao not to be discouraged. He has seen a lot of people touching a gun at one time, but it was the first time seeing Jiang Hao so calm and composed. With a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, he made a gentle suggestion: "How about, let's practice shooting."

"Stability is definitely not a one-day achievement. Even if it is powerful, it will take ten and a half months to basically stabilize it."

The crowd of onlookers was particularly in favor of Zhou Sheng's actual combat experience. Perhaps in actual combat shooting, knowing more about firearms will greatly improve the stability and make it easier to practice.

"Ten days and a half month?" Jiang Hao curled his lips indifferently. A steady practice is really not worth spending such a long time. He said casually: "Give me 3 minutes, and I can become proficient." Take control."

"Seven minutes?"

The corner of Zhou Sheng's mouth twitched. Jiang Hao really dared to boast. The most powerful one he had ever seen took a day to practice, and his hands were numb before he practiced the stable word. Could it be that there is something unknown about Jiang Hao in front of him? secret means?But if there is any secret method, why hasn't anyone used it before?

"Little brother, you really know how to joke."

The onlookers smiled indifferently, and didn't take Jiang Hao's exaggeration to heart, but seeing Jiang Hao's swearing, they were not only puzzled, but they couldn't accept the 3-minute practice The fact that the words are so stable.

"What's the joke?"

Jiang Hao simply bent down to pick up the coin on the ground, and put it on the barrel of the gun. Years of martial arts training experience gave him unparalleled control over the coordination of his muscles.

Moreover, since he mastered the manipulation technique, he has been spending a lot of time almost every day practicing manipulating objects with the airflow, and sometimes he has to persist for half an hour for a movement, otherwise his manipulation technique would not be so powerful, and now he My own control ability is by no means comparable to that of ordinary people. It is easy to complete the steady practice in 3 minutes, which is too childish.

click!

The calm Jiang Hao raised his arm high like a line, ignoring the strange gazes of the people around him. In his mind, he fantasized that his arm was integrated with the gun, and he firmly pulled the trigger with his fingers until it overwhelmed the lowest end. There was a slight knocking sound.

"Didn't fall?"

Zhou Sheng almost stared out his eyes directly. Including Jiang Hao's practice just now, he only practiced twice. Could it be that there really are gun-playing geniuses in the world?

"Master!"

The onlookers all love guns. Looking at Jiang Hao's stable appearance, they couldn't help but have doubts. Is this really the first time he has touched a gun? Is this too powerful?

"good."

Jiang Hao continued to raise his arm, feeling very good. Looking at the coin that was firmly attached to the barrel of a gun, Jiang Hao felt very comfortable. He decided to continue the challenge and see how many shots he could open until the coin landed. .

Kaka…

Jiang Hao took a deep breath, his body stood still like a sculpture, only the index finger that was holding the trigger moved up and down, doing the mechanical shooting action, and the shooting action did not remain unchanged, but became more and more The faster you are, the more likely you are to hit combos.

"Fifteen, sixteen..."

The corner of Zhou Sheng's mouth twitched. He stared at Jiang Hao who was holding a gun in a daze. He silently counted the number of times Jiang Hao had shot. The shock on his face had been replaced by numbness. There seemed to be a The cat is scratching wildly. Is this really the first time to shoot a gun? Even a person who often plays with guns and has excellent gun skills is nothing compared to the calm and composed Jiang Hao in front of him. If I can't make it, what am I?

Ding!

Finally, when Jiang Hao finished firing the No.30 gun, the coin slid down the barrel of the gun, and hit the hard ground heavily, making a crisp sound.

"Is 3 minutes enough?"

Jiang Hao put down his raised arm, feeling a little sore, but he felt very comfortable, with a slight smile on his lips, and looked directly at the shocked people around him, enjoying this kind of adoring eyes very much.

The people watching all around reacted from the shock, their eyes flashed with excitement, and they looked at Jiang Hao, as if they were looking at a monster, and sighed sincerely: "What a cow!"

"Director Zhou, can I proceed to the next step of practice now?"

Jiang Hao casually asked the dumbfounded Zhou Sheng.

"This..." Zhou Sheng smiled wryly and looked at Jiang Hao who was seriously asking for advice. Big brother, you are so good, why do you ask me for advice? Aren't you playing tricks?