After that, he trained for three days.

On the fourth day, early in the morning, everyone began to gather on the playground.

One by one, they were taken on the bus by the instructor in an orderly manner.

Every boy's face was full of excitement.

Today is firearms training.

Go directly to the garrison troops in the magic capital for live-fire training.

Of course, it is only a few rounds of live ammunition training.

Everyone is allocated ten rounds, and if they want to fight more, they take the money themselves, twenty yuan a shot.

As long as you are enough to be a local tyrant, the bullet can be hit casually.

At nine o'clock in the morning, everyone got out of the car and came to the garrison.

Of course, their area of activity is only open to the outside world.

Where the real garrison troops are located, they simply cannot find them.

However, this did not affect their excitement.

After getting off the bus, under the leadership of the instructor, everyone came to the inside of the barracks.

It can be said that the garrison of the magic capital is also wealthy.

The gun used for military training is Type 95.

After the instructor explained to them the composition of the firearms, the techniques of splitting, aiming, and excitation, each phalanx was divided into ten 95 types.

The crowd took turns shooting at each other.

The first to appear was Qin Yu, the four people in their dormitory, and the other six students walked in front of the instructor together and got the firearms.

Under the guidance of the instructor, the bullets were loaded and the safety was opened.

When he was about to pull the trigger, Du Lei, who was standing in the middle of tomorrow, immediately smiled at Qin Yu and the others: "Brothers, let's see who has more rings, how about it?"

"Okay. ”

Qin Yu smiled and nodded hurriedly.

"Shoot!"

As soon as the instructor gave the order, everyone pulled the trigger one after another.

Fifty meters away.

Bullets were fired from the Type 95 in the hands of everyone.

Wait for the gunfire to end.

The instructor standing next to him began to report the number of rings.

"Liu Feng, off target!"

"Zhang Fei, off target!"

"Wan Ming, off target!"

"Zhou Qing, off target!"

"Du Lei, 2 rings!"

"Qin Yu, 3 rings!"

......

In the end, among the ten people, only Qin Yu and Du Lei hit the target.

Of course, both men almost missed the target.

In this regard, the instructors of military training are already quite satisfied.

These college students are all new to real guns, and it is already very good to be able to have two people hit the target.

Even if they want to shoot ten rings within fifty meters, they need to practice hard for several months, or even longer.

Sharpshooters, in addition to their individual talents, are all made by piling up bullets.

......

"Nine shots left, continue?"

Du Lei glanced at Qin Yu.

"Okay, let you know what it means to be a genius. ”

Qin Yu chuckled, and then communicated the system in his mind: "System, shooting technique, how much pretending value is needed?"

System: "Shooting proficient, you want 2000 points, master design skills, you need 10000 points." ”

"Redeem me for a Shooting Mastery!"

Qin Yu said.

"Redemption successful!"

A system prompt sound appeared in Qin Yu's mind, and soon, a large number of memories of shooting appeared in his mind.

The wind calculation formula, the bullet gravity fall calculation formula, the bullet arc formula, etc., all appeared in Qin Yu's mind.

Holding the gun in his hand, Qin Yu had a feeling.

Although he was fifty meters away, he didn't know how many targets he could hit.

However, at a distance of fifty meters, with the memory of shooting proficiency in his head, combined with his eyesight, and other physical factors, he believed that he would be able to hit ten rings.

"Let's take a look. ”

Du Lei also chuckled.

Soon, the instructor continued to give the order to shoot.

This time, Qin Yu adjusted his gun movement slightly.

"Bang!"

One shot was fired.

The instructors around him immediately looked at Qin Yu's body.

At that moment just now, he actually felt a kind of momentum from Qin Yu's body, which could only be felt in those sharpshooters in the sharpshooter company.

"Liu Feng, off target!"

"Zhang Fei, 2 rings!"

"Wan Ming, off target!"

"Zhou Qing, 4 rings!"

"Du Lei, 5 rings!"

"Qin Yu, Ten Rings!"

......

"Damn, what's the situation, you actually hit ten rings?"

There was a cacophony of voices in the surrounding students.

Although they haven't really played yet, the instructor said before that if you want to hit the ten rings without long-term training, it is difficult to achieve.

Qin Yu's luck is really good!

And the people who were shooting in Qin Yu's row with him even looked at Qin Yu with strange faces.

They know how hard it is to hit the 10 rings.

In addition to such factors as wind speed, centrifugal force, the recoil of the gun is also taken into account.

Although the recoil of the Type 95 is not large, it also has a lot of power.

Qin Yu was actually able to overcome the recoil and hit the ten rings, which is too awesome!

Qin Yu smiled, and then said to the instructor next to him, "Instructor, can I shoot the rest of the bullets together?"

Since they have all started to pretend to be forced, it is natural that the more they pretend to be forced, the better.

Now, Qin Yu will let them see the difference between a coercion and a mortal.

"Yes, there are eight shots left, you can try it on their target. ”

The instructor who took Qin Yu immediately showed an eager look in his eyes.

If Qin Yu was a shooting genius, no matter what, he would have to find a way to pull Qin Yu into the troops.

The country needs such talents!

At this time, some of the soldiers around who were stable and orderly all set their eyes on Qin Yu.

I remember that when they first joined the army, there were not many people who could shoot 7 or 8 rings, Qin Yu only fired a few shots, and he actually shot 10 rings.

They want to see if it's luck or if Qin Yu really has talent in this area.

"Then let's see the performance. ”

After getting the instructor's permission, Qin Yu casually changed to a gun-holding posture.

The trigger in his hand was constantly pulled.

The muzzle constantly adjusts direction.

Eight gunshots were fired.

The soldier standing on Qin Yu's side and looking at the bullet holes on the target with a telescope quickly glanced at it, and soon, his whole person was stunned in place.

"What's wrong?"

The instructor who took Qin Yu and their phalanx hurriedly asked.

"Ten Rings!"

The soldier took a breath and said loudly, "All ten rings!"

Qin Yu's target.

From the first target started by Liu Feng to the target of the ninth person, a bullet hole appeared in the area of the ten rings in the middle.

You know, it's a target in a different position.

Qin Yu actually hit eight ten rings in such a short period of time.

This talent is really too demonic!

"Drop, congratulations to the host for loading a shooting genius and getting 6582 points. ”

Qin Yu listened to the system prompt sound that appeared in his head, and secretly rejoiced in his heart, and then gently put the gun on the table in front of him.

For a while, Du Lei and the others looked at Qin Yu's gaze as if they had seen a ghost.

Evil spirits!

I actually played eight ten rings!

Also said than shooting.

It's better than a fart, isn't it just a hit?