Chapter 47: Do You Want a Few More Shots?

The days of military training passed day by day. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

After two weeks of kicking, the day finally had something different: live shooting.

At the school gate, dozens of white luxury buses streamed out, pulling the freshmen to a shooting range on the outskirts of a medium-sized reservoir dam.

After getting off the bus, the freshmen stood in line according to their class, all of them looked excited, and they were able to experience the feeling of a real gun, which was undoubtedly attractive to everyone.

But when they saw the guns, their emotions suddenly shrank a lot.

“…… What are you doing, it's all old-fashioned 56 or 81 bars or something, and the three-edged military thorn has no blade, I thought I'd see a 95-style!" muttered a few boys with disappointed expressions.

"It's just that these old-fashioned guys are boring to look at, and there are bullets, and one person can only shoot ten rounds, which is too stingy, isn't it? Aren't you afraid of being embarrassed when you say it......?"

"Hey, if we knew this was the case, we might as well go to the professional shooting training hall to play, there are also imported firearms, and they are all new......" said a local tyrant boy.

Zhao Xinglan smiled secretly in her heart, mentioning the live-ammunition target shooting for military training, it seems that the situation is similar in colleges and universities across the country, right?

In the military training at the beginning of her previous life, one person only divided five bullets, and she explained it in a few clicks.

However, if it is a military college, the situation may be different. She had seen people on the Internet mention that the equipment distributed to the trainees was brand new. This is not difficult to understand, after all, they are future professional soldiers, and the treatment is naturally different.

The process of target shooting is also simple, the instructors explain the operation essentials and precautions, and then the freshmen go up to experience it in turn, and then change to the next batch after shooting.

After a while, it was Zhao Xinglan's turn, she was assigned an old-fashioned 81 bar, this thing was put into production in the eighties of the last century, and it was the main gun family in China at that time.

"The recoil of this gun is large, so you should pay attention when firing, and the muzzle of the gun should be stable......" Instructor Niu leaned over and explained warmly.

He stood beside Zhao Xinglan, one hand helped her hold the barrel of the gun, and the other hand inadvertently put on her arm, even through the camouflage uniform, you could feel the amazing softness and tenderness.

Zhao Xinglan glanced at him, didn't say anything, raised the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger on the empty dam reservoir in front of him, and the gunshot was a little dull.

After ten rounds of ammunition in the blink of an eye, she handed the gun back to the instructor,

"Do you want a few more shots?" said Instructor Niu suddenly.

Zhao Xinglan glanced at him in surprise, the other party's face was slightly red, and he explained: "There are many bullets, a lot of ......"

That's right...... Why does it sound wrong?

"No, thank you!" she shook her head in decline and turned back to the group.

Instructor Niu sighed regretfully, he was indeed a little tempted by this school flower, but the other party didn't give him a chance at all.

Then there was nothing to do with Zhao Xinglan, playing with the mobile phone to drink water and chatting, the morning passed like this, and the freshmen boarded the bus one after another and returned to school.

In the cafeteria restaurant, Zhao Xinglan ordered dishes for many people as usual, including braised pork, pig's trotters, fresh mushroom broth, hot and sour kidney flowers, steamed asparagus, etc., and made three bowls of rice, filled a large tray, and returned to the reserved seat in the surprised eyes of the people around him and began to eat.

At first, everyone thought that she was helping someone else, but after so many days, the people around her already knew that the amount of food that this freshman school girl had was terrifying, which was as shocking as her peerless beauty.

A few minutes later, Ji Meng and the other three also came over one after another with dinner plates and sat with her.

"Lan Lan, you want milk. Lin Qianting pushed two boxes of 300 ml plain milk in front of her.

"Well, thanks. She nodded.

Ji Meng glared at Zhao Xinglan hatefully, lowered her head and began to deal with the food in front of her. Every time she saw her roommate eating and drinking unscrupulously, she felt the urge to do something so jealous that she wanted to do it.

Really...... It's so devastating!

"Do you want to play a live-fire shooting game?

Lin Qianting didn't speak, Ji Meng said: "Then you can only go to the commercial shooting training hall to play, although there is such a place in the magic capital, but the cost is not cheap." ”

"Actually, Lan Lan, if you are interested, you can also go abroad to find a place to play. Yan Bingmei said.

Zhao Xinglan was slightly stunned and began to seriously think about the feasibility of this plan. Foreigners are not as tightly regulated as they are at home, so many high-end firearms are accessible, including some classic models.

She is not out of pure fun, but intends to strengthen her ability in this area, which can be regarded as an additional means of self-preservation.

“…… Ladies and gentlemen, let's meet again. Sun Tianyun walked over with a plate, sat down at the table next door, and greeted with a smile on his face.

Zhao Xinglan silently buried her head in eating, and didn't bother to look at him.

"I just heard you mention that you want to play live ammunition shooting games, it just so happens that my uncle has a friend who runs a shooting gallery, and the facilities in it are not bad, if you are interested, I can get a membership card for each of you, so that you can have a lot of discounts, how about it?" he said enthusiastically.

Sun Tianyun seemed to be talking to the fourth girl, but the real target in his heart was Zhao Xinglan, the recognized goddess of Oiran among the freshmen of this year, and the first beauty of Binhai University.

With the huge family business accumulated by his parents working hard in the sea, Sun Tianyun has been an enviable rich second generation since he was a child.

Although his academic performance was average, he was still able to study in a national key high school with enough money to open his way, and was sent all the way to Binhai University.

Since he was a child, he has felt the great benefits and various conveniences brought by money, which made Sun Tianyun deeply realize that there is nothing in this world that money cannot solve. If so, it's probably because you don't have enough money!

Because of his money, those arrogant and beautiful girls in middle school looked at him differently, lent him homework to copy, ghostwrote essays for him, helped him wash clothes, eat, play, travel and even sleep together, all because he was rich!

When he was in high school, he took all the blood of the three most beautiful golden flowers in his class, and the price was only a few sets of high-end fashion, a new fruit mobile phone and tens of thousands of oceans.

When he transferred to another school, all the girls in the class were crying like tears. That's where the magic of money comes in!

Therefore, after entering the university, his first goal is to soak all the school flowers in the university with money as the backing, so as not to go to the world in vain.

took the newly released list of school flowers and looked at them one by one, in line with the principle of choosing the best if you want to choose, he naturally set his eyes on Zhao Xinglan.

When he saw Zhao Xinglan for the first time, he was really shocked, this beautiful school girl was the most outstanding girl he had ever seen, and none of the girls he had played with before could be compared.

I heard that the financial conditions of this stunning goddess's family are not bad, but he doesn't care. If there is, it's two, three...... Even more cash, there is always a time when the other party is tempted and obediently strips off all the clothes on his body.

So, he decisively put his ideas into action.

If you can really become Zhao Xinglan's boyfriend, and then coax her to bed, and record photos and videos, what a sense of accomplishment it would be?

Seeing that Zhao Xinglan didn't make a sound, Sun Tianyun was not discouraged, and continued cheekily: "If you don't mind, I can take you there to play, the first time I have a treat, you can have as many bullets as you want, how about it?"

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