Chapter 119: 119.Practice Guns

"Sorry to disappoint you."
"This kind of desert eagle has very little inventory, and only those with special ability will release it."
"Gu Feng, this is yours."
In the eyes of everyone's longing, the black gun instructor mercilessly refused, but he took out another pure black desert eagle and put it in the hands of Gu Feng.
"Specially transformed."
"The caliber is bigger and more powerful, at the cost of recoil."
"The wrist may be broken by normal people."
The Black Gun instructor explained that the evolutionists had jealous and envious eyes.
Gu Feng was "specially cared for"?
But think about it, who makes someone a "cure" evolver, and the body is so powerful.
In the following period, the black gun instructors issued suitable firearms for everyone, and everyone who got these "babies" was happy to bloom.
In this cruel and last days, I am afraid that only the gun in your hand can bring a sense of security?
"I don't need a gun."
"I have my own weapon."
There was an alternative, and that was the repair with the two-meter iron rod.
He is a traditional martial artist. He is very disdainful of the use of firearms and believes in stick methods passed down from his ancestors.
The black gun also didn't object: "Yes, go to Instructor Liu Qing."
Everyone looked at Xiu Xi with a fool's look, only Gu Feng did not laugh at her.
Xiu seems to have given up a good opportunity, but this is indeed his insistence.
Only by firming the path under your feet can you maximize your advantage, and if you really encounter a terrible high-level alien species, maybe these firearms are not as useful as a black gold iron rod!
Gu Feng held this modified pure black desert eagle without much joy in his heart.
"My biggest strength is my blood and my strong body."
"The use of various skills, combined with the experience of hunting monsters, is the cost of my survival."
"This gun is the icing on the cake. It's barely useful."
In his eyes, guns can only be regarded as "auxiliary tools" rather than real weapons, which Gu Feng considered very clearly.
"You all."
"Now everyone has got their guns."
"Next is the actual combat exercise."
"First, shoot the target, then live zombies. I hope you will be ready."
The black gun instructor Shen Sheng said, next is the most anticipated link.
shooting!
Real ammunition shooting!
The moment the finger pulled the trigger and the bullet shot out of the gun hall, the refreshing feeling was unparalleled.
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Hey, hey, hey.
Da Da Da Da Da Da! !!
Da Da Da Da Da Da Da! !!
The sound of the gun was deafening. The shooting range was full of excited evolutionaries. They pulled the trigger to smash the distant target, and the smell of gunpowder wafted throughout the field.
I have to say that the base is really too generous.
In this live-fire drill, a lot of ammunition was consumed, but it was not a big deal to select a qualified "hunting force".
"That kid."
"I haven't touched the gun, the chick next to him is better than him."
After Liu Qing arranged for the others, he returned and glanced around. When he saw Gu Feng shooting, he couldn't help laughing.
Too good!
Gu Feng's shooting level is really too good.
Shooting 10 rounds, it is good to hit 2 rounds, these two rounds still have a lot of luck.
Even the little girl named "Lingxue" was able to master a firearm much faster than him.
"His flesh is too strong."
The black gun said next to Liu Qing, who had been watching Gu Feng's every move.
"Ok?"
"The body is too strong. Shouldn't it adapt faster?"
Even Liu Qing, who was an instructor, was a little confused at this moment. According to common sense judgments, the stronger the body, the stronger the adaptability should be.
The black gun shook his head: "That is normal, but this man is different. It can be seen that he has developed a habit of fighting with monsters for a long time. His body only believes in the power of his hands and feet, which makes him feel bad."
Gun sense.
It can be well understood from the literal meaning, that is, a person's feeling of using a gun.
People who feel good about guns feel that weapons are part of their bodies and can be used flexibly.
People with poor gun sense are exactly the opposite, struggling as if they were blind.
Gu Feng was caught in this embarrassment, and his gun sense was so poor that he couldn't get the essentials.
"I'll remind him."
Liu Qing understood the words of the black gun instructor, and she walked on the cat steps towards Gu Feng, and she already had a way to pierce that layer of "window paper".
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the other side.
Gu Feng held the desert eagle in his hand, and he was already sweating anxiously.
What went wrong?
Attentive.
Three points and one line.
Gu Feng used Hawkeye, and the target appeared clearly in his mind.
He held his weapon tightly and exhausted his arm so that it would not tremble, completely offsetting all recoil.
Even so, when he aimed at the target and pulled the trigger, the bullet flew to the other side as if it had wings.
"Give me the gun."
Gu Feng's ears sounded the instructor Liu Qing's voice.
She has been standing here for a moment, which makes Gu Feng even more embarrassed.
Gu Feng wiped the sweat on his forehead, and handed the desert eagle to Instructor Liu Qing's hand.
This hot and beautiful girl licked her scarlet lips, and did not look at the weapon and target in her hand, but turned her head to look directly at Gu Feng's eyes.
嘭, 嘭, 嘭 ...
A few rough gunshots exploded, and all bullets were poured out, but what shocked Gu Feng was that he hit all!
That's right!
All bullets were hit without a mop.
She didn't look at it. She fired a few shots to achieve this effect. It was Chiguo's face playing Gu Feng.
"You're working too hard."
"I really want to control the weapon in my hand, and even that trace of recoil has to be stopped with brute force."
"It's better to go another way and let it go?"
"Don't rely too much on aiming. Believe in your own feelings and shoot the bullet out along the recoil. Maybe it will have unexpected results."
Instructor Liu Qing returned the gun to Gu Feng.
These words slammed into his heart. During the shooting just now, he was indeed a bit "excessively hard". He felt a little too late. He only believed that his own force controlled such a gun, which was laborious and unpleasant. .
Let it be?
Not too dependent on aiming?
This is a little different from the common sense that Gu Feng knew originally?
However, Gu Feng still wanted to give it a try.
Follow the recoil force to the ground, not forcibly stop but guide ...
Under the sharp eyes of "Eagle Eye", Gu Feng had only the target in his eyes, raised his hand and pulled the trigger without hesitation, and a large spiral bullet shot at the target along the line of sight!
Huh!
bingo!
Gu Feng hit the bulls-eye with a shot.
This is really intentional planting flowers can not blossom, inadvertently inserting willows into the shade!