Chapter 19: Hongbin's special plane

When Hong Bin walked towards his shooting platform, he slapped Chen Feng vigorously: "Yes, wind, I can think of the problem of a single-handed gun so quickly."
Lin Xian also looked at Chen Feng admiringly: "Yeah, Chen Feng, you are too good. I am still thinking about how to grab with one hand. You have already considered the issue of recoil and aiming."
"Because I have decided in the past two days that my future major is gunfighting, so I will naturally think about the teacher's teaching more seriously." Chen Feng has already decided on his fighting style in his heart, and now he finally talks to the two companions. Shows the decision.
Hong Bin was stunned when he heard the words: "Is it decided so soon? Will it be too hasty."
"No." Chen Feng shook his head, walked to his shooting platform and grabbed the beam rifle: "I thought about it. I don't like close combat combat very much, and holding the beam rifle gave me a feeling in my heart. I don't want to waste this hard-won feeling that I can't experience with other weapons." Yanbi aimed and shot, and a beautiful 10 ring on the score display.
Seeing Chen Feng's achievements, Hong Bin no longer said: "If this is the case, then you can go down this road. My fighting style is likely to choose close combat, which fits my own special plane thinking."
This is the second time that Chen Feng heard Hong Hung Bin mention the special plane and looked at him in surprise: "I heard you talk about your special plane again. Go back at night and talk to us in detail."
Honghong Bin nodded, while Lin Xian held the gun silently thinking about what kind of battle he was suitable for, and started dazed.
Chen Feng fired a hundred shots and saw that the score display showed that all of them were above the 8th ring. According to the status of a beginner, it was quite against the sky. It can be described as unprecedented. It is a pity that both Hong Bin and Lin Xian next to them are ignorant and ignorant of guns. The mystery of it. At this time, Teacher Lin was teaching the students who practiced the blocking gun from a distance, and he had no time to care about Chen Feng, and he missed the opportunity to make him famous in one fell swoop.
On the side, Pan Yuguo and Murongxuan had already adapted to the normal shooting posture. They practiced for a while and started to try the one-handed shooting as Teacher Lin said. However, the sudden increase in the difficulty of holding the gun and aiming made them both uncomfortable. The ups and downs even occasionally miss the target.
On the other side, Nangong Mengdie changed a 180-meter target to shoot. The blocking rifle does not require one-handed grabbing. It is convenient for training, just increase the distance. But as the distance increased, the difficulty increased geometrically, and a little error was a thousand miles away. The other four students who chose the blocking gun were still fighting on the 150-meter target. It can also be seen from their results that they are still in the process of gradual adaptation.
Although it is said that close combat is the main method of combat, Hongshui Bin has not slackened his firearms practice. He has used rifle blocking guns in turn, and his results have been steadily improving. Lin Xian on the side also woke up from a state of distraction, and started shooting rigorously one by one.
Chen Feng looked at his grades, and saw the expressions of the people next to him who were seriously training. The feeling of complacency was like being poured with cold water. People like Pan Yuguo, Murongxuan and Nangong Mengdie are still training hard. What's so proud of having just practiced so many shots and scored so little?
So Chen Feng set himself a small goal: at least every shot must reach 9th ring or more, and then talk about the one-handed gun. After feeling down, Chen Feng started shooting practice again. Although he had been able to hit more than 8 rings with each shot before, it was mainly because of his sudden and inexplicable feeling. Without years of experience, it is really true that he can hit 9 rings with every shot. It was not easy. The lowest lap in the afternoon was only 8.1, and the average score was 8.4. Obviously, there is still a big gap between him and Pan Yuguo and Murongxuan, let alone Nangong Mengdie.
Until the end of this class, Chen Feng did not achieve his goal. Fortunately, he knew that this goal would not be achieved in a short while, and he was not discouraged.
After I got out of the shooting classroom, I saw Counselor Wang standing not far from the door waiting for them. Everyone enthusiastically shouted: "Good counselor Wang~"
Counselor Wang responded with a smile: "Hello classmates, the school will hold a welcome ball at 7 o'clock tomorrow evening, and you will go directly to the auditorium after class."
Looking at the bruises on everyone's faces that haven't been swollen, "Don't be too cruel in Teacher Lang's class from now on. Look, now you have to go into battle tomorrow with injuries."
Everyone suddenly laughed as they looked at the wounds on their faces, and accepted the kindness of Counselor Wang, and promised again and again that they would never show such ugliness in the future.
Naturally, the three Chen Feng and You Jia ate dinner together, and the wounds on the faces of several people naturally caused You Jia to complain.
In the evening, several people lay down on the bed, and Chen Feng mentioned a topic that he didn't ask in detail in the afternoon: "Shuibian, talk about your thoughts on your own special machine. After hearing it several times, we still don't know what it looks like. "
"Hehe!" Speaking of the topic he valued most, Hong Bin jumped up from the bed and began to remain mysterious again: "Do you know? I thought of this idea since I was a child, and I only started to mature when I entered the Mecha Academy."
"Quickly, what is there to pretend to be mystery in front of us." Chen Feng gave him no face and asked the result directly.
Naturally, Hongshuibin would not have the same knowledge as him, and turned to find Lin Xian: "Lin Xian, guess what suits me?"
Lin Xian is not a joking character. He raised his head and thought about it carefully: "In my opinion, your personality is more varied. It should be the type of mecha with very varied attack methods?"
"Tsk tusk tusk, our Lin Xian's brains are amazing, and we guessed it right away." In Lin Xian's words, Hongshui Bin repeatedly praised: "But there is still a difference. My assumption is that even the mechas will change together."
Chen Feng frowned slightly: "Mechas are changeable? You mean variants?"
Hongbin found a comfortable position and lay down: "Yes, it is a transformation in the battle, giving the enemy unexpected different blows. You can't think of it at all, hahaha! I want to get a modified machine and realize this first. A cross-epoch design."
Hearing this thought, Chen Feng and Lin Xian were shocked. This was a way of thinking that completely surpassed the current mecha combat method.
After a long pause, Lin Xian hesitated and said, "However, you may have overlooked a problem at the waterfront, which is very fatal."
"What! What's the problem? Lin Xian, say it quickly." When Hong Bin heard this, he became uncomfortable immediately, and got up from the bed again.
"Uh, wait for me." Lin Xian organized the language. Hongshui Bin was already impatient, and Chen Feng's repeated voices of comfort were of no avail.
Finally, Lin Xian clarified his thoughts and began to explain: "As you all know, there is only one changeable mech in the world, and it is still a special machine. The most important thing is that its variants have always been prepared in advance and have never been fighting. Did this in China."