In the afternoon, Zhang Hui and his party came to the shooting range, Zhang Hui opened the door of the shooting range and walked in, the air inside was not as much dust as imagined, there were some fresh footprints on the ground, and the shooting table also had traces of wiping, it seemed that Chen Jialin had been to the shooting range before them

"Wow, this place is so big" Qin Youwen looked at casually in the shooting range

"It's also my first time coming to this place," Xu Tianyao said, standing in front of the shooting table and looking at the target paper in front of him

"I'll have a lot of time to show you later," Zhang Hui walked directly inside, standing at the door of the gun hangar and shouting to them, "Come, come and choose a gun"

Everyone followed him into the gun hangar, the gun hangar is not large, there are a total of 3 rows of shelves, each shelf is full of guns, at a glance, two rows of shelves with pistols and a row of shelves with rifles, the names of the guns are written on both sides of the shelf, 2 kinds of pistols are M1911 and 92, and the rifle is a 95 automatic rifle

"You can only watch it and don't move, don't touch it if you can't afford it, say you, who will accompany you if you touch it" Xia Lei followed behind Zhang Hui and slapped Zeng Duoyu's hand away

"Why don't you have my fire unicorn" Zeng Duoyu walked around the room, looking up and down at the guns on the shelves, there are really few varieties of guns here, and there is not a single AK

"Why don't you have an RPG?" Xu Tianyao took his words and looked around the shelf

"You can try dual-wielding pistols later," Zhang Hui smiled at them and said, "Come here, teach you how to read guns"

Zhang Hui walked to the first row of shelves and took an M1911 casually, put it to his nose and sniffed the muzzle of the gun, then removed the magazine and put it on the table next to him at random, grabbed the position of the bolt and pulled it back and forth, and the pistol kept making an empty sound

Zhang Hui handed the pistol in his hand to 26 and said to the others, "Go ahead, take a pistol first, Type 92 will do, 1911 will do." After getting it, put it on the tip of your nose and ask to see if there is a smell of gunpowder, if there is, you should be careful, Chen Jialin They should have been here before, be careful that there are bullets in the chamber of the gun."

Zhang Hui said as he walked quickly to Qin Youwen's side, pressing his muzzle to the ground, "Don't point the muzzle at your own people, this is a very dangerous performance outside, and it is also a very impolite performance."

After listening to Zhang Hui's words, everyone's movements were much more standardized, and they looked at the pistol in their hands carefully, and aimed the muzzle of the gun at the ground

"After smelling it, remove the magazine, first look at the magazine to see if there are any bullets, and be careful if there is. Then pull the bolt of your gun and pull it a few times to make sure there are no bullets in it."

As soon as Zhang Hui's words fell, there were many empty sounds in the room, and everyone was pulling their bolts, wondering if a bullet would fly out of it

"Tap, the sleeve is going to be pulled away by you" Zhang Hui looked at this group of curious babies speechlessly

When they had had enough, Zhang Hui led the group back to the shooting table, and he took out two boxes from the ammunition depot, which contained two pistol bullets

"Both guns were fired at a distance of 50 meters, and now the target paper is only 20 meters. The M1911 has a capacity of 7 rounds, the Type 92 has a capacity of 15 rounds, and the 1911 is lighter. Now I'll teach you how to press bullets" Zhang Hui said as he pressed the bullet into the magazine, and after a while, 7 bullets were full, "Turn off the safety before shooting, pull the bolt to load the bullet, and then aim"

Zhang Hui raised his hand casually, and the target paper pierced with a "bang", and the huge sound shook everyone to shrink. Zhang Hui withdrew the magazine, pulled the bolt again and ejected a bullet, opened the safety and put the gun in his hand on the table in the rest area

"I'm grass, give power"

"Lao Tie 666," Zeng Duoyu and Xu Tianyao patted their asses on the side

"Let's play, let's play casually today, there is still a Type 95 in it, and if you have played enough pistols, try a rifle. But before changing the gun, you must check whether there are bullets in the gun, you must check it well, and you must "say the important question three times, Zhang Hui repeatedly emphasized

"Brother Zhang, can we take off the weight on our arms" Zeng Duoyu tried to hold the gun, but after yesterday's training, his arm was extremely sore and he couldn't lift it at all

"Well...... That allows you to take off the two weights," Zhang Hui thought about it and said slowly

"Only two?"

"What do you mean" Zhang Hui said angrily, "A counterweight is the weight of the gun, and a counterweight is full of bullets, you can't take this with you, Lao Tzu will give you a bow, and you will go over there to be a Green Arrow."

Zeng Duoyu glanced at him after hearing this, "Two pieces are two pieces"

"My gun is jammed! I can't shoot!" Xu Tianyao stood in front of the shooting table and suddenly called out anxiously

26 Hearing this, he hurriedly walked over, picked up his gun, looked at it, gave him a blank look, and gave him back: "Close your insurance!

"Bang"

"Bang"

The gunfire of the pistols in the shooting range never stopped, except for 26 and Xia Lei, the others hit the target very few times. Men always have an inexhaustible desire to explore new things, they keep pouring bullets at the target paper, but their desire to explore will always ignore some physical feelings, until they are exhausted and realize that they should stop in moderation

"Ah, why do I always miss, my arm is numb from the shock" Zeng Duoyu rubbed his sore shoulders and walked to sit next to Zhang Hui, he watched his palms that were numb and blistered

"You can't hit the 20-meter target paper, this warrior, what about your golden version of the two-gun desert () Eagle" Xia Lei also put away the gun and walked to him with a smile

"You know why I want you to practice your arm strength," Zhang Hui also smiled at him, "After a while, go to Tan Weiwei's place to find some skin care products and take care of your hands."

Xu Tianyao saw them stop to rest, he also withdrew the bullet, put the gun on the table and walked towards them, "I don't feel that the muzzle of my gun is bent, why do I always miss the three points and one line"

"Big brother, did Lin A teach you the Sunflower Treasure Book to shoot guns, Li Xiangyang Gun Treasure Book, Yan Shuangying Cultivation Plan" Zeng Duoyu asked Zhang Hui

"Take your time, you have 17 days to practice, unlimited bullets, Zhang Zhiping said: It's not money at all" Zhang Hui shrugged "Sharpshooters are all practiced, how can there be a quick success." After Zhang Hui finished speaking, he thought about it again, "But I rely on feelings."

"Me too," Xia Lei said with him

"Me too," 26 said

"Instructor, can you teach me what it's like" Over there, Qin Youwen and Lan Tianjian also stopped

Zhang Hui sat in his seat and thought about it, picked up the gun on the table, raised his two hands, and pointed to the target paper opposite, "You put your hands in the most comfortable position and then freeze, shoot slowly one shot at a time, if the bullet is off, then you raise it a little, if the bullet is on the top, you raise it a little."

"Who doesn't know that your mother is a woman" Zeng Duoyu gave him a roll of his eyes, "What you say is bullshit"

"That's what it feels like," Zhang Hui said very impatiently, "You have to be able to hold the muzzle of the gun first, otherwise the recoil of the gun will shock you to hit the plane violently, then I can't help it."

"I don't think you said it," Zeng Duoyu pouted after listening to what he said

"I think I understand" Xu Tianyao on the side looked enlightened, he took Zhang Hui's pistol, sat on the chair and raised the gun with both hands in the air, imitating the appearance of shooting in his heart, and his hands went up and down

"I'm grass, soul practice, it's powerful," Zeng Duoyu looked at him and exclaimed

"Why don't you practice," Xia Lei asked as he looked at Zhang Hui, who had been sitting on the chair

"This target paper is too close, I used to practice 200 meters"

"I'm too good at pretending to be you," Xia Lei looked at him and said speechlessly, "Then I think I can hit a 500-meter target."

Zhang Hui stood up when he didn't believe it, took the M1911 in Xu Tianyao's hand, and walked to Xu Tianyao's shooting table, Xu Tianyao's previous practice pistol was also M1911, Zhang Hui skillfully loaded the bullets of the two guns, and aimed the dual-wielding pistol at the target paper opposite

"Bang Bang"

Zhang Hui held two guns and fired in a burst without a moment's pause, draining all the bullets in the magazine within 10 seconds, and then pulled the bolt and put both guns on the table

"I'm grass!"

"Awesome or awesome"

Zhang Hui smiled at them again after the fight, and after speaking, he shook off his numb hands and walked back to his seat, 10 seconds and 17 rounds were all hit on the target paper, and there was no false shot, which made Zeng Duoyu believe that there was a Li Xiangyang treasure book

"Your grandmother may be an old woman with two guns, and your grandfather must be Li Xiangyang with two guns" Zeng Duoyu looked at Zhang Hui who came over with an expression that I already knew

"Hurry up and practice, I will give you 3 hours to practice every afternoon, I don't want your guns to hit, but I also want to hit one of the bullets" Zhang Hui waved his hand to them, "I will practice the rifle in a while, that one is more shocking"

"Wait for me to rest and practice again" Zeng Duoyu shook his hand at him, "My muscles are so painful, I don't feel that any muscle is mine"

Half of the 18 days passed quickly, and on this day, Zhang Hui and Xia Lei sat on chairs in the shooting range chatting, and Zeng Duoyu was practicing rifle shooting in front of them

"I can already feel that Zhang Zhiping's heart is dripping blood," Xia Lei looked at the boxes of used bullets in the corner, Zhang Hui said that the bullets are infinite, they really don't need money to fill the guns

"Money can be earned again, life is priceless" Zhang Hui played with his fingers and replied lightly

"Chen Jialin asked me yesterday if I wanted to practice some tactical cooperation with their team," Xia Lei said

"Don't practice" Zhang Hui replied to him without thinking, "What kind of cooperation do you practice if you are so weak, the people over there are all battlefield veterans, you go around with his bells and whistles, he doesn't shoot you one by one"

"What about when we're besieged?"

"Run separately, what do you want to do" Zhang Hui looked at Zeng Duoyu and Xu Tianyao not far away, "I still want to cooperate with the urine when I come over, you can go and cooperate with black and white impermanence"

"What about the people on the board of directors, should we lose our goals and run?" Xia Lei looked at him in surprise, Zhang Hui didn't seem to have any intention of protecting the board of directors at all

"Posture, posture," Zhang Hui shouted to Zeng Duoyu, who was practicing rifle over there, "What are you doing with your gun so high? hoe the earth?26, you go and teach it."

26 After hearing this, he looked at Zeng Duoyu's distorted posture, and reluctantly put down the gun and walked over, "The butt of your gun is going to be on your stomach, you just came back from filming in Africa."

After solving Zeng Duoyu, Zhang Hui turned around and continued to discuss with Xia Lei, "Are the rangers vegetarians? Their job is to protect the board of directors, we are just cannon fodder, and we are cannon fodder on the surface, if we really fight, they can treat us as if we are dead" Zhang Hui said to him seriously

"Wouldn't that be too much?"

"Excessive?" Zhang Hui raised the corner of his eyes and looked at him, "Come to the training base to send people, go to the Middle East, the Middle East! What is the Middle East? All kinds of forces are intertwined and complicated, religions are fighting each other, and not counting the garrisons left by other countries over there. Does he think he's Lin A? We just run, and we don't have a good chance of surviving."

Xia Lei seemed to be persuaded by his words, and fell silent and didn't speak again, Zhang Hui looked at his restless appearance and breathed a sigh of relief and comforted

"When you get there, as soon as the gun goes off, you will find that nothing is as important as your life" Zhang Hui put his arm around his shoulder, "We have the courage to retreat, and sometimes surviving is also a victory"

"......" Xia Lei looked at him speechlessly, "Why are you so good at saying that?"

"I don't have to say much now, I won't have to say anything in the future," Zhang Hui grinned at him

"Don't let Tan Wei and them come over to practice their guns?" After a while, Xia Lei asked again

"She's teaching Lu Yi battlefield first aid, but she's been teaching her for so many days, I'll talk to her tonight" Zhang Hui said, "I think it's enough for a field doctor to carry a first aid kit, and the doctor should look like a doctor, don't kill people"

"Tan Wei has never killed anyone?" Xia Lei asked with some surprise

"Nonsense, of course I haven't killed," Zhang Hui said, "The heart of the doctor's parents, how can she kill anyone if she saves anyone." And not only did she never kill anyone, but her master didn't kill anyone either."

"Who is her master?"

"Her name is Liu Huan, nicknamed Bodhisattva, and she is Lin A's team doctor," Zhang Hui recalled, "but she disappeared later, and I don't know where she went."

"Anla, our team also has a little Bodhisattva now" Xia Lei thought that these days, Tan's only medical skill made them suffer a lot less

"yes," Zhang Hui smiled at him