super right hand

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"Don't tell me Director Zhou doesn't want to continue imparting my experience?"

There was a smile on the corner of Jiang Hao's mouth, and he looked innocently at Zhou Sheng who was very embarrassed. It was too sinful to accidentally slap someone in the face!

Zhou Sheng looked at Jiang Hao who was sincerely asking for advice in disbelief, and asked the question in his heart with difficulty, asking for proof: "Is this really the first time you have touched a gun?"

The onlookers also pricked up their ears, waiting for Jiang Hao's reply. Even geniuses have limits. Jiang Hao's actions have already surpassed the scope of geniuses. It is not enough to describe Jiang Hao at this moment!

"It's really the first time I touched a gun."

Jiang Hao was speechless. It seems that this time his performance was a bit too much, and he accidentally frightened everyone. It seems that his performance in the future should be normal, otherwise he would not be regarded as a monster and dissected and studied as a specimen.

Seeing Jiang Hao's earnest expression, Zhou Sheng didn't seem to be acting on purpose at all, and suddenly felt depressed and wanted to vomit blood. The back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves, and the front waves died on the beach. The stick was knocked unconscious.After calming down the shocked heart, it was still difficult to accept that Jiang Hao touched a gun for the first time, so he decided to verify it again. After thinking about it, he said, "Extend your right hand and let me have a look."

The onlookers also straightened their necks, ready to take a look at Jiang Hao's hand.

"Stretch out your hand?" Jiang Hao was taken aback, why did he ask me to stretch out my hand all of a sudden, it was really strange that so many people looked at my hand, he stretched out his right hand in doubt: "What is this plan for?"

"Verify whether you often touch the gun."

Zhou Sheng gave a simple and clear explanation, stretched out his fat palm, and took Jiang Hao's hand to observe carefully. The more he looked at it, the more shocked he became. Unbelievable, he glanced at Jiang Hao suspiciously, and said with a wry smile: "It's true that there are no cocoons left by shooting for a long time. It should be the first time I touched a gun."

Hearing the results of Zhou Sheng's appraisal, everyone gasped. They looked at Jiang Hao, who was extremely calm, in disbelief. Did he really meet the legendary shooting genius?

"If you practice marksmanship for a long time, calluses will be left on your fingers when you hit the gun. Your hands are really clean!" Zhou Sheng reluctantly accepted the reality he saw.

Today's experience, I am afraid that if I tell the group of strongmen who play with guns, it will be considered that he made it up. After all, this is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. After pulling the trigger thirty times in a minute, the barrel of the gun is released. It's too heaven-defying for a coin not to fall!

"I did not lie to you."

Jiang Hao spread his hands and sighed helplessly. It is really difficult to tell the truth. It seems that he will still tell lies in the future.

"It's amazing how good your physical coordination is."

The people around glanced at Jiang Hao's strong muscles. They needed a reason to explain the incredible scene in front of them. There must be a demon for no reason.

Jiang Hao pretended to be puzzled and said: "I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, and my physical coordination is naturally very strong. Maybe this is the reason why I hold the gun more stably. When I used to practice martial arts, I used to hang bricks on my wrist for horizontal lifting. It is really difficult to hold a gun. It's too childish."

Jiang Hao also thinks that it is necessary to find a reason to explain, otherwise it will spread to the ears of some caring people, and if they seriously pursue it, it will be really troublesome. Anyway, he really practiced martial arts since childhood, so let them check it out.

"No wonder!"

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they nodded suddenly. People who have practiced martial arts since childhood are by no means comparable to ordinary people in terms of nerve response or hand coordination. The shock of Jiang Hao's ability in their hearts has naturally become. Of course Hao should be so powerful.

"Is it possible to continue the training below?"

Jiang Hao held the soft ball in his hand, and pulled the trigger repeatedly. The ball was not pushed down at all. Zhou Sheng, who had been training for countless days and nights, felt envious and jealous. .

"You have mastered the basics of holding a gun perfectly. Let's shoot with live ammunition next." Zhou Sheng bit the bullet and continued to teach Jiang Hao. He felt pressured to teach such a perverted talent.

"What needs my attention?"

Jiang Hao knows that shooting is not just a matter of simply pulling the trigger. Some dangerous actions need to be avoided. It is said that there are many people who accidentally broke their fingers and broken wrists when shooting for the first time. Before they figure out all the precautions , he would rather not shoot than put himself in danger.

"I'll just explain it briefly." Zhou Sheng saw that Jiang Hao was asking for advice very seriously. Zhou Sheng, who was entrusted by Sai Dongdao, naturally did not dare to neglect. He tried his best to demonstrate and guide cautiously: "When holding a gun, , remember not to hold it too tightly, and keep your wrist in a flexible state, otherwise, once you shoot, the huge recoil thrust of the pistol will easily break your wrist."

"Ah."

Jiang Hao followed Zhou Sheng's teaching seriously, turned his wrist, maintained a cautious grip, and devoted himself to the experience and learning.

"Okay." Zhou Sheng was very satisfied with Jiang Hao's performance, and brought Jiang Hao to a small parry room. He held the gun in both hands, raised his arms flat, tilted his head halfway, and looked at Shi Shi through the muzzle of the gun. With a target a few meters away, he explained calmly: "Because the pistol has a range of 50 meters, it has good shooting skills, and accuracy is very important.

The accuracy of shooting depends on the eyes, notch, front sight and target. Only when the four sides are in a straight line, the muzzle points and the target will be inescapable. "

Under Jiang Hao's gaze, Zhou Sheng opened the safety of the gun, took a few deep breaths, aimed at a target more than ten meters away, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

bump!

An ear-shattering sound suddenly sounded, and the bullet with an initial speed of 420 meters per second, with a sharp whistling sound, almost pierced through a target more than ten meters away in the blink of an eye.

"Nine point six."

The automatic ringer makes a pleasant sound, reporting the number of rings shot.

"It's a good result this time."

Zhou Sheng put down the pistol, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Maybe it was because he taught Jiang Hao. He also has a special sense of touch. This time his performance was obviously higher than his previous average level.

"Really good."

Appreciation erupted from the crowd of onlookers. For amateur players like them, with a fixed target position and a score of 9.6, they could barely squeeze into the ranks of masters.

"Let's try the hand feel. Only by practicing more can the shooting precision be improved. I have also practiced for a long time before I can achieve such good results."

With a gentle smile on his face, Zhou Sheng handed the pistol to Jiang Hao who was admiring. The shooting skills have been taught, and the next step is to see Jiang Hao's practice, but he is looking forward to it. Unexpectedly stable, I don't know if the level of shooting is as good as it was in the basic practice.

"it is good."

Jiang Hao directly took the pistol, opened the safety catch, took a deep breath, and let the body be in a quiet state. According to Zhou Sheng, the eyes, the gap, the front sight, and the target are completely connected to become a point. Staring straight at the red dot on the fixed target more than ten meters away, he pulled the trigger with his index finger without hesitation.

bump!

Jiang Hao felt a jerk in his wrist, and the oval-shaped bullet had been fired rapidly from the 116mm barrel, directly shooting through the erected target more than ten meters away.

"9 rings."

The automatic ring reporter quickly conveyed the shooting results to Jiang Hao's ears.

"Good grades."

Zhou Sheng listened to the number of rings reported, with an envious look on his face, he was really angry. He remembered that when he shot the target with his gun for the first time, the bullet missed the target and flew past the target, receiving a piece of fire. Many people ridiculed that it was because of this that he practiced so hard that he had such an impressive shooting result today.

"It's too far from what I asked for."

Jiang Hao was not satisfied with his performance. According to his idea, it was no exaggeration to be within the ring of 9.5, even in the middle of the red heart. How could it be so far behind?

"Cough...Brother Jiang Hao's shooting talent is unquestionable." Zhou Sheng coughed a few times, and encouraged him comfortingly: "Precise shooting requires long-term practice. With more practice, you will be able to hit it easily. Ten rings."

"The distance of ten meters is too short. I will definitely be able to hit the tenth ring." Jiang Hao said calmly, raising his gun and aiming at a target not far away. He needs to find out the reason for the shooting error. What's the use of a gun if the target he's after is always making mistakes.

Jiang Hao directly released the manipulation technique, manipulating an invisible airflow to form a sight like a laser line, connecting the gun's front sight and the gun target not far away into a line.

"That's much better."

The corner of Jiang Hao's mouth twitched into a slight smile. The direction of the invisible airflow gave him a more accurate understanding and feeling of the shooting route, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"9.8 rings."

After the gunshot, the target reporting instrument immediately gave detailed data, but Jiang Hao frowned, shook his head in dissatisfaction, and continued to concentrate on adjusting the angle of the barrel. If there is any vibration, the muzzle will have a slight deviation, which is the cause of the deviation in shooting.

"Not satisfied with 9.8?"

Zhou Sheng listened to the ring number reported by his ear, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, feeling a sense of loss in his heart, the second shot directly scored almost a perfect score, and he was not satisfied, could it be that he had to score a full score to be satisfied? , but this is too difficult to do?

"bump!"

After Jiang Hao adjusted slightly, he easily pulled the trigger with his index finger, and made slight adjustments with his wrist in conjunction with the muzzle of the gun. The bullet flew away like a whistling speed, easily piercing through the target paper.

"Ten rings."

The clear sound of the target report reached the ears of every onlooker. The onlookers who thought that Jiang Hao was uttering wild words opened their mouths wide in an instant, and looked at Jiang Hao holding the gun in disbelief. Could it be that he was really the first time? shooting?

"Boom..."

Seeing that the adjusted shooting had achieved full marks, Jiang Hao's eyes lit up, and he did not stop shooting. Instead, he continued to pull the trigger continuously until all the remaining four bullets were fired, and then he lowered the arm holding the gun.

"Ten Rings..."

The target reporting machine reported four beeps of ten rings in a row before it stopped.

"It's all ten rings!"

Zhou Sheng looked at Jiang Hao with a calm expression in fear, couldn't help swallowing, couldn't help but want to go crazy, the last four hits were a combo, and he was able to hit all ten rings. Jiang Hao in front of him Is it human?