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Chapter 421: Will the ruthless gangster Li Feng change the magazine with one hand? I will teach you.

Rolling Mill Security Section/Militia Training Range.

Sunlight filtered through the sparse clouds and scattered on the shooting range, reflecting the two tall young men.

"Bang~!"

"Hey, that's right. This time, Nine Rings~ The more you fight, the better!"

Li Xuewen, who was holding a telescope, saw that the bullet instantly passed through the target paper, leaving a black bullet hole. He placed the telescope beside the table, clapped gently, and then placed the 10-round bridge clip next to Li Feng. , at this time, he was lying on the ground, rubbing his right shoulder.

"This thing is still powerful. I haven't played for a long time, and my hands are a bit raw. I'm not going to brag to you. When I was in there, not to mention the 100 meters and 300 meters now, I can guarantee the target rate!"

Is Li Feng bragging? It’s really not true. When he played games in the past, Escape from Tarkoff, his 56 and a half brother SKS, it seemed so familiar to him when he played the game. It’s just that in reality, it was his first time to play the game. This thing.

Li Xuewen smiled and did not raise any questions. He watched Li Feng press the 10 rounds of bullets in the bridge clip into the magazine, and slowly picked up the kettle beside him to drink water.

"Ha~ Why don't you give this guy a try? If this thing pops up, it'll be exciting enough!"

Li Xuewen squeezed the handle of the 56 and raised his eyebrows at Li Feng. The 56 and a half can hit the target with their eyes closed. Only lesbians play this. Gays can still have continuity.

"Wait a minute, I'll finish these 10 rounds first, and then I'll try the standing position!"

He climbed up from the grass neatly, with the breeze blowing on his face. After Li Feng's ten gunshots, the bullet entered Brownian motion. Hearing Li Feng pull the trigger repeatedly, Li Xuewen did not pick up the telescope this time.

After finishing his 56 and a half addiction, Li Feng reluctantly put the big toy back on the table while looking at the matte silver triangular spurs in the sun.

In my memory, another Li Feng had used this military thorn to conduct assassination training. If the three blood grooves stabbed someone, it could only be said.

That was too much punishment, and the handcuffs were extremely severe.

Compared with the security department, some of the small pistols in the transportation department have rifling that is almost worn out, and they are really not worthy of mention.

Li Feng is also very familiar with 56 punch. If 56 is half a replica of SKS, then 56 punch is a replica of B41, commonly known as AK47.

After holding the gun, Li Feng's ears seemed to hear a prompt sound again: "Enter combat status, combat assistance has been turned on, and super aiming has been deployed!"

If this were in a game, I wonder if the frame on the target paper on the opposite side would have been lit up.

The speed machine was set to the top, and there was a hyphen next to it, which meant "click, click, click!". As soon as he put the butt of the gun on his shoulder, Li Feng suddenly thought of a movie.

What did the big guy inside teach me? The big guy seemed to say, "The recoil of the AK is huge, don't hold it up, hold it down, steady the horse, and then you can bang bang bang bang!"

It was a rare opportunity to verify, and his shoulder was sore from the recoil just now. Li Feng licked the corner of his mouth. He had one advantage, that is, he listened to advice, and he listened to the advice of others. As long as he didn't hold this thing high above his head, he believed in Li Xuewen. You probably won't mind.

Watching Li Feng slowly put the 56 Chong from his shoulder to his waist, and his left hand changed from holding the grip to pressing it in a strange shooting action, Li Xuewen's eyes widened even more, and before he could stop him, he saw the muzzle of the gun coming out. Out of the fire.

"Da da da da...~!" "Comfortable~ Hahaha!"

The magazine was full of [-] bullets, and he fired them all in one go. This feeling was indescribable. Li Feng's face was ruddy, and he looked at the dust flying on the ground. Not to mention, Lao Ren still had two brushes, but Li Feng used them. With a little more force, his left hand pressed down the raised barrel of the gun.

At this time, Li Feng was laughing loudly. The only difference between him and the gangster was the hood or stockings on his head. He held the handle with his right hand and the gun was pressed against his shoulder. Coupled with his crazy smile, this In the movie, he is a living villain.

"Hey, hey, Chief Li, you scared me to death~!"

He took out the index fingers of both hands from his ear holes. Li Xuewen looked a little unswerving. With this thing, he was really afraid that Li Feng would shoot the bullet into the sky. If the bullet flew over the target wall, it could fly 2000 meters and still hurt people. .

"Oh~, Deputy Chief Li, this is what a real man should do. On the battlefield, where there is no time to aim, the one who shoots first will have the advantage!"

Just as he was about to put the finished 56 punch on the table, Li Feng saw a full magazine next to him, and his eyes were a little eager to try.

"Goodbye, I admit that what you said makes sense, but this is not a mountain. If someone is hurt, we will both suffer!"

"Okay, I won't fight, but give me that magazine. Now that you're here, I'll teach you something that will definitely come in handy later!"

Li Feng touched the magazine held by Li Xuewen with his left hand, looked at him and said with a serious expression.

"Can I trust you?"

"You have to believe in me as much as I believe in you!"

Li Xuewen finally let go of the hand holding the magazine. After Li Feng picked it up, he looked at the empty magazine on the gun and remembered the classic one-handed action of changing the magazine.

These days, everyone is still very strict and follows the training materials. No one has ever performed such extraordinary tactical moves. Li Feng smiled and said that in the future, he will also leave his own legend in the shooting circle.

I saw it with my eyes and memorized it in my mind, but my hands obviously couldn't keep up. Some people put the new magazine against the jammed bamboo shoot and unloaded the empty magazine. The thing fell directly to the ground, knocking Li Xuewen aside. The corners of his eyes were twitching.

But when Li Feng loaded the magazine, then pulled out the gun with his left hand, Li Xuewen's eyes changed.

"Sorry, I haven't practiced for a long time, I'm a bit rusty!"

Li Feng, who is careless and careless, is not embarrassed at all. He probably expressed that kind of tactical action, right. He doesn't often deal with this thing. It's normal to be unfamiliar. The main thing is whether you, Li Xuewen, can learn it.

"It's interesting, let me try it!"

Li Xuewen, who was eager to try, bent down to pick up the magazine on the ground, took the 56 punch from Li Feng's hand, and started to maintain the shooting action in the same posture as before, completing the action of changing the magazine and pulling the bolt with one hand. , let alone, it started much better than Li Feng, let alone others are professionals.

"I usually don't teach others this stuff. You are the first to learn it. On the battlefield, this can save your life!"

One hand pinched his waist, and the other hand patted Li Xuewen's shoulder. His expression was extremely reserved, as if he was about to praise me!
Li Xuewen's expression was a little complicated. When Li Feng suggested that he could help him get to the top, he still didn't believe it. When he taught him something just now, he was also a little skeptical. But reality slapped him in the face. The more he doubted, he could indeed come up with something to prove himself. .

(End of this chapter)