Chapter 792
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Do you want to show some real technology to my father-in-law? So that he doesn't always look down on himself. Sitting on the jeep in the year of Mohe, Yang Yi has been thinking about it secretly.
"What guns have you played in the army before? Rifle? Pistol? Or a machine gun? " The year of Mo he asked.
They are going to the shooting range of the largest Gun Club in prairie town, where there are more types of guns than gun shops and supermarkets, and they can experience different gun shooting.
"I've played them." Yang Yi replied simply.
In the time of war wolf, the predecessor even trained the heavy machine guns of tanks, and even did the training of shell shooting. The questions asked by Mohe year are a little too trivial!
Of course, Yang Yi figured it out. He didn't show off in front of his father-in-law. Although his qualifications are displayed, he can know that he is not an ordinary veteran, nor is he a soft persimmon that can be pinched at will. But it doesn't seem to do any good to beat your father-in-law in the face!
When she arrived at the shooting range, Yang Yicai found that the shooting range was a bit interesting. Part of the shooting range was indoors and needed to wear earphones to shoot targets inside. Part of the shooting range was built in the broad and open countryside. Here, not only target paper can be played, but also all kinds of objects can be shot - bottles, apples, etc.
The year of Mohe is obviously a regular visitor of this gun club. As soon as he came in, the administrator said hello to him kindly. Several fashionable old men in polo shorts at the door also called: "Mo! Your cattle... "
These fashionable old men looked like they came back from playing golf and chatted with the year of Mohe. They had already played enough and were ready to go back. Now they see the year of Mohe, and they are ready to go back to fight another 500 rounds.
Originally, Yang Yi thought that these old men were farmers nearby, just like BALIA and Mohe year. However, when Mo introduced them to him, Yang Yi knew that they lived in the town and had different businesses. Some of them ran supermarkets, some ran bars, and some sold cattle and sheep, but that was mainly done in the nearby Arlington city.
"Choose a gun and see what you want to play with." Mo he's face is cold and his heart is hot. He doesn't neglect his son-in-law just because he meets his friends. He hands over the gun list to Yang Yi. "First pick one to practice. Later, I want to try something else and then change it."
The name of the world's guns is very different from Yang Yi's previous life. Yang Yi took a look and picked an automatic rifle similar to M16.
When taking the gun, Yang Yi could not use the gun alone because she was a new comer. A coach came to teach him how to use the rifle, as well as some rules to be observed in outdoor and indoor shooting ranges.
Several old men don't go to play by themselves. They chat and watch Yang Yi as a "rookie" with interest.
"Mo, I thought your daughter would marry an American boy, but she still married a Chinese."
"Well, this boy has a bad luck!"
"I think it's OK. As far as I know, China is not as tall as he is."
"By the way, Mo, I heard your daughter is a star in China?"
The old men chatted, and Yang Yi patiently listened to the coach's guidance. He didn't tell the other party that he actually understood everything. After all, this is a new world. After all, it is more meaningful to have a look at other people's demonstrations and make sure that you don't understand or operate correctly, which is more meaningful than being eager to express yourself.
"You can try with me." The middle-aged coach nodded to Yang Yi.
Yang Yi finally grabs the dark rifle. There is a bit of worn texture on the gun body, which gives Yang Yi a wonderful feeling of touch. The cold feeling also makes Yang Yi a little distracted. Her spirit seems to have crossed two worlds at the moment.
"Pick up a gun. What do you need to do?" The coach saw Yang Yi in a daze and thought he didn't know how to play with the gun, so he reminded him.
Yang Yi came back to his senses, and he gave a little smile and a movement came out of his hand.
Yang Yi pulled the handle of the gun and checked it. A series of complicated operations were completed smoothly. Then he inserted the cartridge.
There was a slight click, as if it were a starting gun.
All of a sudden, Yang Yi felt that the voice of the whole world became clear. He could keenly detect the movement around him, the positions of the old men who talked, walked and smoked, and the positions of some gun friends in the distance.
He has completely entered the state of combat, as if if a bandit came out, he could immediately choose to shoot at the target!
In fact, the coach thought that it would take another period of training before Yang Yi could understand the use of the gun. But now, seeing Yang Yi's skillful operation, what he had intended to say was stifled back.
"You know about guns!" The coach said, speechless, "shoot me two shots? I don't think you need training anymore! "
"Where to hit?" Yang Yi asked.
"100 meter target, a8." The coach pointed to a target in the distance.
According to the coach's request, Yang Yi went to the position of A8, pushed up the safety device, that is, the fast and slow machine, and chose the single shot mode. Then he skillfully put the butt of the gun on his shoulder, side his head, aimed and fired."Bang!"
The old men's conversation was interrupted by the sound of gunfire, and they all looked over.
"Started shooting so soon?"
"What's the score?"
Ink crane year also some curiosity, with friends to his son-in-law and coach.
Now the target paper in the shooting range is replaced by electricity, and there is a camera to check the traces of bullets. The coach quickly calls up the picture of A8 target paper on the display screen nearby.
Yang Yi's bullet hit the bottom left of the target paper, a little distance from the center of the target. However, the bullet did not miss the target, which made several old men laugh and clap.
"Good, the first shot, there is such a level! We must continue our efforts! " The year of Mohe encouraged. In fact, he is very satisfied with his son-in-law's performance. If he can hit the target, he can brag about Yang Yi's talent to his friends!
Yang Yi couldn't laugh or cry. In fact, he was not fully familiar with the gun. His first shot was just an attempt. He wanted to see the recoil of the gun, the shooting speed and the falling degree of the bullet.
Now that he has a basic concept in mind, counting some revised data, he shoots another shot at the target in the distance.
The bullet hit the top right of the bull's-eye, but this time the distance from the center of the target is much shorter!
After two tests, Yang Yi has found out the performance of the gun.
However, no one looked at his performance. The coach saw that he was already very skilled, so he left a box of bullets to Yang Yi and went to inspect other people in the range by himself.
The year of Mohe was chatting with his friends, and he felt that it was not pleasant to watch. At the suggestion of one person, they took a double barreled shotgun and went to play UFO!
It's a pity that he didn't hit the target easily when he was standing on the other side.
Yang Yi didn't care. He also came to enjoy himself. For Yang Yi, firearms are just a simple skill. In contrast, he preferred cold weapons to assassinate in his previous life.
However, when Yang Yi was practicing, something happened to her father-in-law.
"Mo, how about a bet?" Three old farmers came up, and the first one, with his cigar in his mouth, said with a smile, "you must give me a chance. I've loved your Remington for a long time."
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Do you want to show some real technology to my father-in-law? So that he doesn't always look down on himself. Sitting on the jeep in the year of Mohe, Yang Yi has been thinking about it secretly.
"What guns have you played in the army before? Rifle? Pistol? Or a machine gun? " The year of Mo he asked.
They are going to the shooting range of the largest Gun Club in prairie town, where there are more types of guns than gun shops and supermarkets, and they can experience different gun shooting.
"I've played them." Yang Yi replied simply.
In the time of war wolf, the predecessor even trained the heavy machine guns of tanks, and even did the training of shell shooting. The questions asked by Mohe year are a little too trivial!
Of course, Yang Yi figured it out. He didn't show off in front of his father-in-law. Although his qualifications are displayed, he can know that he is not an ordinary veteran, nor is he a soft persimmon that can be pinched at will. But it doesn't seem to do any good to beat your father-in-law in the face!
When she arrived at the shooting range, Yang Yicai found that the shooting range was a bit interesting. Part of the shooting range was indoors and needed to wear earphones to shoot targets inside. Part of the shooting range was built in the broad and open countryside. Here, not only target paper can be played, but also all kinds of objects can be shot - bottles, apples, etc.
The year of Mohe is obviously a regular visitor of this gun club. As soon as he came in, the administrator said hello to him kindly. Several fashionable old men in polo shorts at the door also called: "Mo! Your cattle... "
These fashionable old men looked like they came back from playing golf and chatted with the year of Mohe. They had already played enough and were ready to go back. Now they see the year of Mohe, and they are ready to go back to fight another 500 rounds.
Originally, Yang Yi thought that these old men were farmers nearby, just like BALIA and Mohe year. However, when Mo introduced them to him, Yang Yi knew that they lived in the town and had different businesses. Some of them ran supermarkets, some ran bars, and some sold cattle and sheep, but that was mainly done in the nearby Arlington city.
"Choose a gun and see what you want to play with." Mo he's face is cold and his heart is hot. He doesn't neglect his son-in-law just because he meets his friends. He hands over the gun list to Yang Yi. "First pick one to practice. Later, I want to try something else and then change it."
The name of the world's guns is very different from Yang Yi's previous life. Yang Yi took a look and picked an automatic rifle similar to M16.
When taking the gun, Yang Yi could not use the gun alone because she was a new comer. A coach came to teach him how to use the rifle, as well as some rules to be observed in outdoor and indoor shooting ranges.
Several old men don't go to play by themselves. They chat and watch Yang Yi as a "rookie" with interest.
"Mo, I thought your daughter would marry an American boy, but she still married a Chinese."
"Well, this boy has a bad luck!"
"I think it's OK. As far as I know, China is not as tall as he is."
"By the way, Mo, I heard your daughter is a star in China?"
The old men chatted, and Yang Yi patiently listened to the coach's guidance. He didn't tell the other party that he actually understood everything. After all, this is a new world. After all, it is more meaningful to have a look at other people's demonstrations and make sure that you don't understand or operate correctly, which is more meaningful than being eager to express yourself.
"You can try with me." The middle-aged coach nodded to Yang Yi.
Yang Yi finally grabs the dark rifle. There is a bit of worn texture on the gun body, which gives Yang Yi a wonderful feeling of touch. The cold feeling also makes Yang Yi a little distracted. Her spirit seems to have crossed two worlds at the moment.
"Pick up a gun. What do you need to do?" The coach saw Yang Yi in a daze and thought he didn't know how to play with the gun, so he reminded him.
Yang Yi came back to his senses, and he gave a little smile and a movement came out of his hand.
Yang Yi pulled the handle of the gun and checked it. A series of complicated operations were completed smoothly. Then he inserted the cartridge.
There was a slight click, as if it were a starting gun.
All of a sudden, Yang Yi felt that the voice of the whole world became clear. He could keenly detect the movement around him, the positions of the old men who talked, walked and smoked, and the positions of some gun friends in the distance.
He has completely entered the state of combat, as if if a bandit came out, he could immediately choose to shoot at the target!
In fact, the coach thought that it would take another period of training before Yang Yi could understand the use of the gun. But now, seeing Yang Yi's skillful operation, what he had intended to say was stifled back.
"You know about guns!" The coach said, speechless, "shoot me two shots? I don't think you need training anymore! "
"Where to hit?" Yang Yi asked.
"100 meter target, a8." The coach pointed to a target in the distance.
According to the coach's request, Yang Yi went to the position of A8, pushed up the safety device, that is, the fast and slow machine, and chose the single shot mode. Then he skillfully put the butt of the gun on his shoulder, side his head, aimed and fired."Bang!"
The old men's conversation was interrupted by the sound of gunfire, and they all looked over.
"Started shooting so soon?"
"What's the score?"
Ink crane year also some curiosity, with friends to his son-in-law and coach.
Now the target paper in the shooting range is replaced by electricity, and there is a camera to check the traces of bullets. The coach quickly calls up the picture of A8 target paper on the display screen nearby.
Yang Yi's bullet hit the bottom left of the target paper, a little distance from the center of the target. However, the bullet did not miss the target, which made several old men laugh and clap.
"Good, the first shot, there is such a level! We must continue our efforts! " The year of Mohe encouraged. In fact, he is very satisfied with his son-in-law's performance. If he can hit the target, he can brag about Yang Yi's talent to his friends!
Yang Yi couldn't laugh or cry. In fact, he was not fully familiar with the gun. His first shot was just an attempt. He wanted to see the recoil of the gun, the shooting speed and the falling degree of the bullet.
Now that he has a basic concept in mind, counting some revised data, he shoots another shot at the target in the distance.
The bullet hit the top right of the bull's-eye, but this time the distance from the center of the target is much shorter!
After two tests, Yang Yi has found out the performance of the gun.
However, no one looked at his performance. The coach saw that he was already very skilled, so he left a box of bullets to Yang Yi and went to inspect other people in the range by himself.
The year of Mohe was chatting with his friends, and he felt that it was not pleasant to watch. At the suggestion of one person, they took a double barreled shotgun and went to play UFO!
It's a pity that he didn't hit the target easily when he was standing on the other side.
Yang Yi didn't care. He also came to enjoy himself. For Yang Yi, firearms are just a simple skill. In contrast, he preferred cold weapons to assassinate in his previous life.
However, when Yang Yi was practicing, something happened to her father-in-law.
"Mo, how about a bet?" Three old farmers came up, and the first one, with his cigar in his mouth, said with a smile, "you must give me a chance. I've loved your Remington for a long time."
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Do you want to show some real technology to my father-in-law? So that he doesn't always look down on himself. Sitting on the jeep in the year of Mohe, Yang Yi has been thinking about it secretly. "What guns have you played in the army before? Rifle? Pistol? Or a machine gun? " The year of Mo he asked. They are going to the shooting range of the largest Gun Club in prairie town, where there are more types of guns than gun shops and supermarkets, and they can experience different gun shooting. "I've played them." Yang Yi replied simply. In the time of war wolf, the predecessor even trained the heavy machine guns of tanks, and even did the training of shell shooting. The questions asked by Mohe year are a little too trivial! Of course, Yang Yi figured it out. He didn't show off in front of his father-in-law. Although his qualifications are displayed, he can know that he is not an ordinary veteran, nor is he a soft persimmon that can be pinched at will. But it doesn't seem to do any good to beat your father-in-law in the face! When she arrived at the shooting range, Yang Yicai found that the shooting range was a bit interesting. Part of the shooting range was indoors and needed to wear earphones to shoot targets inside. Part of the shooting range was built in the broad and open countryside. Here, not only target paper can be played, but also all kinds of objects can be shot - bottles, apples, etc. The year of Mohe is obviously a regular visitor of this gun club. As soon as he came in, the administrator said hello to him kindly. Several fashionable old men in polo shorts at the door also called: "Mo! Your cattle... " These fashionable old men looked like they came back from playing golf and chatted with the year of Mohe. They had already played enough and were ready to go back. Now they see the year of Mohe, and they are ready to go back to fight another 500 rounds. Originally, Yang Yi thought that these old men were farmers nearby, just like BALIA and Mohe year. However, when Mo introduced them to him, Yang Yi knew that they lived in the town and had different businesses. Some of them ran supermarkets, some ran bars, and some sold cattle and sheep, but that was mainly done in the nearby Arlington city. "Choose a gun and see what you want to play with." Mo he's face is cold and his heart is hot. He doesn't neglect his son-in-law just because he meets his friends. He hands over the gun list to Yang Yi. "First pick one to practice. Later, I want to try something else and then change it." The name of the world's guns is very different from Yang Yi's previous life. Yang Yi took a look and picked an automatic rifle similar to M16. When taking the gun, Yang Yi could not use the gun alone because she was a new comer. A coach came to teach him how to use the rifle, as well as some rules to be observed in outdoor and indoor shooting ranges. Several old men don't go to play by themselves. They chat and watch Yang Yi as a "rookie" with interest. "Mo, I thought your daughter would marry an American boy, but she still married a Chinese." "Well, this boy has a bad luck!" "I think it's OK. As far as I know, China is not as tall as he is." "By the way, Mo, I heard your daughter is a star in China?" The old men chatted, and Yang Yi patiently listened to the coach's guidance. He didn't tell the other party that he actually understood everything. After all, this is a new world. After all, it is more meaningful to have a look at other people's demonstrations and make sure that you don't understand or operate correctly, which is more meaningful than being eager to express yourself. "You can try with me." The middle-aged coach nodded to Yang Yi. Yang Yi finally grabs the dark rifle. There is a bit of worn texture on the gun body, which gives Yang Yi a wonderful feeling of touch. The cold feeling also makes Yang Yi a little distracted. Her spirit seems to have crossed two worlds at the moment. "Pick up a gun. What do you need to do?" The coach saw Yang Yi in a daze and thought he didn't know how to play with the gun, so he reminded him. Yang Yi came back to his senses, and he gave a little smile and a movement came out of his hand. Yang Yi pulled the handle of the gun and checked it. A series of complicated operations were completed smoothly. Then he inserted the cartridge. There was a slight click, as if it were a starting gun. All of a sudden, Yang Yi felt that the voice of the whole world became clear. He could keenly detect the movement around him, the positions of the old men who talked, walked and smoked, and the positions of some gun friends in the distance. He has completely entered the state of combat, as if if a bandit came out, he could immediately choose to shoot at the target! In fact, the coach thought that it would take another period of training before Yang Yi could understand the use of the gun. But now, seeing Yang Yi's skillful operation, what he had intended to say was stifled back. "You know about guns!" The coach said, speechless, "shoot me two shots? I don't think you need training anymore! " "Where to hit?" Yang Yi asked. "100 meter target, a8." The coach pointed to a target in the distance. According to the coach's request, Yang Yi went to the position of A8, pushed up the safety device, that is, the fast and slow machine, and chose the single shot mode. Then he skillfully put the butt of the gun on his shoulder, side his head, aimed and fired."Bang!" The old men's conversation was interrupted by the sound of gunfire, and they all looked over. "Started shooting so soon?" "What's the score?" Ink crane year also some curiosity, with friends to his son-in-law and coach. Now the target paper in the shooting range is replaced by electricity, and there is a camera to check the traces of bullets. The coach quickly calls up the picture of A8 target paper on the display screen nearby. Yang Yi's bullet hit the bottom left of the target paper, a little distance from the center of the target. However, the bullet did not miss the target, which made several old men laugh and clap. "Good, the first shot, there is such a level! We must continue our efforts! " The year of Mohe encouraged. In fact, he is very satisfied with his son-in-law's performance. If he can hit the target, he can brag about Yang Yi's talent to his friends! Yang Yi couldn't laugh or cry. In fact, he was not fully familiar with the gun. His first shot was just an attempt. He wanted to see the recoil of the gun, the shooting speed and the falling degree of the bullet. Now that he has a basic concept in mind, counting some revised data, he shoots another shot at the target in the distance. The bullet hit the top right of the bull's-eye, but this time the distance from the center of the target is much shorter! After two tests, Yang Yi has found out the performance of the gun. However, no one looked at his performance. The coach saw that he was already very skilled, so he left a box of bullets to Yang Yi and went to inspect other people in the range by himself. The year of Mohe was chatting with his friends, and he felt that it was not pleasant to watch. At the suggestion of one person, they took a double barreled shotgun and went to play UFO! It's a pity that he didn't hit the target easily when he was standing on the other side. Yang Yi didn't care. He also came to enjoy himself. For Yang Yi, firearms are just a simple skill. In contrast, he preferred cold weapons to assassinate in his previous life. However, when Yang Yi was practicing, something happened to her father-in-law. "Mo, how about a bet?" Three old farmers came up, and the first one, with his cigar in his mouth, said with a smile, "you must give me a chance. I've loved your Remington for a long time." www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
