Chapter 60: Browning
For the next few days, the young men found the difference during the day and played hide and seek at night. Gradually, they are becoming more and more proficient, and various methods and means emerge one after another. Then the game becomes uninteresting and far less novel than it was at the beginning.
Man is an animal that is very prone to complacency and boredom. So after they thought they had comprehended everything, we started a new game.
I'm not going to prepare any tests for them to test them. I teach seriously, and naturally there is life to test them for me, and I hope that they will turn evil into good fortune. In this way, they will have the opportunity to reflect on themselves and understand more. Hopefully they have a chance.
Many of them have been exposed to guns. Men of all ages, whether men or boys, will enjoy a wide variety of weapons. At this moment, when I placed 24 pistols neatly in front of them, I saw a scorching light in their eyes.
I slowly asked, "Can anyone tell me what pistol is in front of you?" ”
"Report to the instructor, it's the Browning P-35 pistol. A young man replied.
"Very well, Browning P-35, an old fellow, the legendary Browning's high-powered pistol. Great power is his name, and he can't be ranked in terms of power alone. Just like a person called strong does not necessarily mean very strong. BUT THE 9MM BULLET WAS INDEED CONSIDERED A LARGE CALIBER IN ITS TIME. Also, do any of you know what the magazine capacity of this gun is?" I continued.
"Thirteen rounds. Xiao Yin said.
I nodded: "That's right, thirteen rounds, for a pistol, that's really a lot of capacity." This means that if you don't get a shot, you'll have more chances to hit the enemy next, provided you don't get a shot. ”
"The biggest drawback of this Browning, which has thirteen rounds, is that the trigger is too tight. For shooting, any dispersion of force has the potential to affect the accuracy of the shot. "I remembered what the old poor ghost had said, and I couldn't help but repeat it, it turns out that there is really such a thing as subtlety.
"Now that you've thought the previous game was boring, let's move on to an even more boring one. I've got three magazines for each of you, and if you don't change hands, you can stay for the next speed training without changing hands and draining three magazines in a minute, so let's start now. ”
What followed was a series of gunshots, but fortunately they weren't in the factory, otherwise they would have really deafened the ears. For those who have never heard a gunshot, the first time I hear it, I will definitely feel that it is really much louder than I imagined, and every time I hear a gunshot, I will think of the shot fired on the day the old poor ghost pulled me into the gang.
The Browning High Power Pistol had two drawbacks: the trigger pull of the standard model was heavy, especially when it was used as a single-action pistol. In addition, when the hammer is pressed, there is a possibility that it will "bite" the mouth between the thumb and index finger of the user. This is due to the pressure exerted by the cylindrical straight teeth on the hammer, or by pinching between the hammer shank and the top of the back of the grip.
I didn't talk too much about the shortcomings with them. Suffering is always more effective than advice. Most people may have a lot of strength in their fingers, but they don't have much stamina, which requires practice. For a person who trains regularly, less than 40 rounds a minute is not a difficult task, and it is the key to be stable at a constant speed.
The gunfire was getting thinner and thinner, not that many people had finished fighting, but that the soreness in their fingers had made them unable to exert themselves. Everyone's gun-wielding hands were shaking and they had to hold on with their other hand. For new scholars, stable shooting with a single-handed gun is really an extreme luxury. Some of them were bleeding from their mouths, apparently bitten by Browning.
By the time everyone had used up the bullets in their guns, it had been almost three minutes. Watching them put their guns back on the table with trembling hands, I don't know why I suddenly wanted to laugh. Maybe I suddenly understood why every time I finished practicing, why the old poor ghost looked at me and smiled, it turned out that his uncle was not appreciative.
To prove that this was not an impossible task, I sat down in my chair and picked up the pistol that was placed on the table and picked up three full magazines. The effective range of this Browning was fifty meters. I aimed my gun at a mound of dirt not far away, and began to pull the trigger, and the boys immediately looked at me.
Seriously, the trigger of the new gun is harder, but the recoil is far less exaggerated than that of the Desert Eagle. In fact, I took it a trick by pressing my arm against the arm of the chair, and what seemed to be an easy action was actually sharing some of the force with the armrest, similar to holding a gun with both hands. After all, it's been a long time since I've shot like this, and I can't get off the stage if I don't finish it.
The three magazines were empty, the gun in his hand made a crisp sound, and a round hole less than ten centimeters in diameter appeared in the mound. Instant applause, maybe these kids must have thought that I might not be able to do anything, or I can't always lead them to make games, but at this moment, I guess in their hearts I must have changed from a little overlord game to a fighter in a game console. Of course, I also had to load a full set, I slowly picked up the gun and looked at it carefully, and then put it on the table casually and pretended to be indifferent: "This gun is really tight." ”