Do you want to show your father-in-law a little real skill? Sitting in the jeep of the Year of the Crane, Yang Yi has been secretly pondering in his heart.

"What guns have you played with in the army before, rifles, pistols, or machine guns?" asked Mo Henian, with a hitch.

They are heading to the shooting range of the largest gun club in Grande Prairie, where there are more types of guns than gun shops and supermarkets, and they can experience different gun shooting.

"I've played it all. Yang Yi replied simply.

When he was fighting the wolf, he had even trained the vehicle-mounted heavy machine gun of the tank, and even did the training of shell shooting, and the question asked by Mo Henian was a little too pediatric!

Of course, Yang Yi figured it out, he didn't show off in front of his father-in-law. Although putting his qualifications out, he can let Mo Henian know that he is not an ordinary veteran, nor is he a soft persimmon that can be pinched casually. But slapping your father-in-law in the face doesn't seem to do any good!

When he arrived at the shooting range, Yang Yi found that this shooting range was a bit interesting, part of it was indoors, and it was necessary to wear headphones to shoot targets inside, and part of the shooting range was built in a wide and open suburbs, where not only target paper could be shot, but also various items could be shot - bottles, apples, etc.

Mo Henian was obviously a regular visitor to this gun club, and as soon as he entered, the administrator greeted him cordially, and several fashionable old men in shorts and polo shirts at the door also shouted: "Mo......!

These fashionable old men looked like they had come back from a round of golf, chatting heartily with Mo Henian. Originally, they had played enough and were ready to go back, but now that they saw the Year of the Crane, they hooked their shoulders again, and were ready to go back and fight for another 500 rounds with great interest.

Originally, Yang Yi thought that these old men were also the same as Baria and Mo Henian, they were all nearby farmers, but when Mo Henian introduced him, Yang Yi knew that they lived in the town and did different businesses, some ran big supermarkets, some ran bars, and some sold cattle and sheep, but that was mainly done in the nearby city of Arlington.

"Pick a gun and see what you want to play. Mo Henian's face was cold and warm, and he didn't snub his son-in-law because he saw a friend, he handed over the roster of firearms and showed it to Yang Yi, "Pick one to practice first, and then change it if you want to try something else." ”

The names of firearms in this world are very different from those in Yang Yi's previous life, Yang Yi took a few looks, and then picked an automatic rifle similar to M16.

When he received the gun, Yang Yi was new and could not use the firearm alone, so an instructor came to teach him how to use the rifle, and told him some rules that needed to be followed in the outdoor and indoor shooting ranges.

A few old men didn't go to play by themselves, they chatted on the side, and watched Yang Yi, a "rookie", get trained.

"Mo, I thought your daughter would marry a young man from the United States, but I didn't expect her to marry a Chinese. ”

"Hmph, this kid has shit luck!"

"I think it's okay, as far as I know, there are not many people as tall as him. ”

"By the way, Mo, I heard that your daughter is a star in China?"

The old men chatted, Yang Yi also 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, first look at other people's demonstrations, make sure that you don't understand the error, the operation is more meaningful than rushing to show yourself.

"You can try with me. The pot-bellied middle-aged coach nodded to Yang Yi.

Yang Yi finally grabbed the dark rifle, the texture of the gun was a little worn, which gave Yang Yi a very wonderful touch, and the cold feeling also made Yang Yi a little distracted, and his spirit seemed to have passed through two worlds at this moment.

"What do you need to do to pick up a gun?" the coach reminded Yang Yi when he saw that he was stunned, thinking that he didn't know how to play with this gun.

Yang Yi came back to his senses, he smiled slightly, and his hand moved.

I saw Yang Yi pull the bolt handle with ease, check it, and a series of complicated operations were completed smoothly, and then he inserted the magazine.

There was a soft "click", as if it were a starting pistol.

Suddenly, Yang Yi felt that the voice of the whole world became clear, and he could keenly perceive the movements around him, the location of the old men who were talking, walking, and smoking, and the location of some gun friends in the distance.

He's completely in the middle of the fight, as if a bandit comes out and he'll be able to shoot at the right target!

The coach actually thought that he would have to train for a while to make Yang Yi understand the use of this gun, but now that he saw Yang Yi operating so skillfully, what he was about to say was suffocated.

"You know the gun!" said the instructor, a little speechless, "shoot me two shots, I don't think you need to train anymore!"

"Where?" Yang Yi asked.

"100-meter target, A8. The coach pointed to a target in the distance.

According to the coach's requirements, Yang Yi walked to the position of A8, gently pushed the safety device, that is, the fast and slow machine, up slightly, and selected the single-shot mode, and then he skillfully leaned the butt of the gun on his shoulder, turned his head sideways, aimed, and shot.

"Bang!"

The old man's conversation was interrupted by the sound of gunshots, and they all looked over.

"Started shooting so soon?"

"How's the result?"

Mo Henian was also a little curious, and followed his friends to his son-in-law and coach.

Now the target paper at the shooting range is changed electrically, and there is a camera to check the traces of the bullet, and the coach quickly called up the picture of the A8 target paper on the display next to it.

Yang Yi's bullet hit the bottom left of the target paper, a little away from the bull's-eye, but the bullet did not miss the target, which made several old men laugh and applaud.

"Yes, the first time I fired a gun, there was such a level! Keep up the good work!" Mo Henian encouraged. In fact, he was very satisfied with his son-in-law's performance, and if he could hit the target paper, he could brag about Yang Yi's talent to his friends!

Yang Yi couldn't laugh or cry, he was actually not fully familiar with this gun, the first shot was just an attempt, he wanted to see the recoil of the gun, the shooting speed of the bullet, and the degree of fall.

Now that he had a basic idea in mind, he silently counted some corrected data, and he fired another shot at the target paper in the distance.

The bullet hit the upper right of the bull's-eye, still slightly off, but this time the distance from the bullseye was much shorter!

Yang Yi has been tested twice and has already figured out the performance of this gun.

However, no one watched his performance, and the coach saw that he was already very proficient, so he left a box of bullets to Yang Yi and went to inspect the others at the shooting range himself.

And Mo Henian and his friends chatted for a while, and felt that just watching it was not enjoyable, and at the suggestion of one person, they received a double-barreled shotgun and went to play flying saucers!

Yang Yi was on the side and changed the target of 200 meters, however, he still shot standing and easily hit a few bullseyes, but unfortunately, no one saw his good results.

Yang Yi didn't care, he was also addicted, firearms were just a simple skill for Yang Yi, in contrast, he preferred the assassination of cold weapons in his previous life.

However, when Yang Yi was practicing guns, something happened to his father-in-law.

"Mo, how about we take a gamble?" said three old farmer men, the first one with a cigar in his mouth, and said with a smile, "You're going to give me a chance, I've loved that Remington you've treasured for a long time!"