Before the muzzle smoke dissipated, Commander Long put on another magazine and nodded at Adjutant Lu Qian. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

More than a dozen targets were hung on the wire rope, and they quickly flew past in front of everyone's eyes, Commander Long shot again, and the sound of bursting beans sounded, Long Leiyan's vision improved a lot, he saw clearly, seventeen targets, each bullseye was hit by a bullet.

With such a fast speed and such a dense target, Commander Long was able to hit the target with a bullet, and his marksmanship was perfect!

Commander Long blew the green smoke from the muzzle of the gun, handed the gun upside down to Long Leiyan, and said, "The sharpshooter is fed with bullets, not overnight! ”

There is no doubt about this, Long Leiyan also thinks deeply, practice makes perfect, without hard practice day and night, his magical marksmanship will definitely not come out.

Pushing a new magazine, Long Leiyan aimed and fired according to the shooting essentials, and fired seventeen shots in a row.

The humanoid target slowly slid to the front, and several people looked at it, and they were all stunned, and there was not a single bullet hole in the target.

Adjutant Lu Qian smiled: "God, all of them are off target!"

Commander Long couldn't help but laugh, and said: "It's not hard to see people carrying the burden, and bend over by yourself, do you understand?"

Long Leiyan was angry and changed to a magazine again, and raised his gun to shoot. In less than half an hour, Long Leiyan emptied thirty magazines, and the basic actions of loading the magazine, opening the safety and loading were extremely proficient, even if there was not a single crater on the target.

Commander Long and the adjutant watched the practice from the side, firing nearly 600 times in a row, and all of them were single shots, and the arm strength was a little smaller, and the whole body was numb from the recoil shock.

"Okay, okay, you're not tired of the gun, you're still tired!" Commander Long said: "Shooting, not only to remember the essentials of shooting, you have to feel, imagine the gun in your hand as a part of your body, it is not a weapon, but an extension of your body!"

Long Leiyan closed his eyes and felt for a long time, the gun in his hand was a cold gun, and it had no connection with his body at all. Shaking his head helplessly, he put the gun back into the holster, and said: "Maybe I don't have that talent, but diligence can make up for it, give me a few months, I don't believe I still pee like this!"

Commander Long raised his hand to pat him on the skull, sighed and withdrew his hand again, and said, "It's not early, hurry up and rest for a few hours, the sunrise of Operation Ben Thunder begins, you have to cultivate enough spirit to lead the way for the Seven Kills!"

"I'm not sleepy, you go and rest, I'll figure it out by myself here for a while!" Long Leiyan sat cross-legged on the ground, leaning his back against the chest wall of the sack, and put the two love guns on his lap and wiped them.

Commander Long shook his head, turned around and got into the car.

Lu Qian in the car said: "Commander, don't worry about him, the young man is full of energy, he sleeps for an hour when he is tired of playing, and he will be a lively man tomorrow morning!"

Commander Long smiled bitterly: "You inform the shooting range, what requirements does that kid have, try to meet him!"

After a while, the shooting range was lively, and various guns were fired in turn. Long Dashao successively tried hand cannons, various micro-rams, rifles, sniper rifles, and light and heavy machine guns. Whatever the range could provide, he was told to play over and over again. But a platoon on duty at the shooting range specially arranged five people to help him carry guns and bullets.

This is considered too much of a gun addiction, but the marksmanship has not improved at all, and Long Leiyan began to wonder if these targets have become fine and learned to dodge bullets. Regardless of whether it was a single shot, a point shot, a strafing fire, or a random shot, not a single bullet touched the edge of the target.

Long Dashao is not iron-clad, and he is tired after tossing for a long time, and his body is still in the recovery period after the upgrade at this moment, and it is easy to get tired. He lay down on the sack with his clothes folded, looked up at the starry sky for a moment, and closed his eyes.

Suddenly, a voice came from my head: "This primitive weapon is very simple to operate, as long as you drip a few drops of blood, I will upgrade it again, and you can use it like a finger like a nanodagger!"

Long Lei Yan suddenly started, this is the voice of the micro god, he patted the door of his head and suddenly realized, the watch! The watch was transformed into a clone by the micro god, and it theoretically has some of the abilities of the micro god.

Since the transformation, I haven't studied its ability yet!Long Lei Yan hurriedly opened the interface of the micro-god clone in his mind.

The microgod doppelganger has the same infrared detection function as the microgod, but the distance is much smaller, and when the energy is fully open, it can only detect a radius of 100 square meters. To Long Leiyan's delight, it also has a life-saving ability - ion shield.

The ion shield can open a one-square-meter shield in front of Long Lei Yan, which can be exempted from physical attacks and 90% energy attacks. Currently, the energy stored by the clone can be used three times, each time for no more than three seconds.

This is equivalent to nine seconds of invincible time, Long Leiyan happily wanted to cheer loudly, this time his trip to the sinkhole was a little bigger.

According to what Wei Shen said, Long Da Shao took out the cold moon cone and cut his middle finger, and dripped a few drops of blood on the hand cannon and Type 11. The micro-god clone emitted a red light, and a moment later a message came: "Upgrade completed!"

Long Leiyan held a pistol in each hand, and he didn't look at the target, he fired the gun casually, and in the huge roar of the hand cannon, the wooden targets in front of him became pieces.

The crisp sound of Type 11 sounded, and a string of sparks emitted from the link between the humanoid target and the wire rope, and seventeen targets fell to the ground, looking like a corpse lying on the ground from a distance.

When the smoke cleared, Long Dashao played a gun trick, two pistols were inserted back into the holster, he ran around the sack excitedly, jumped on top of the chest wall of the sack with a fish leap in the air, and shouted to the sky: "That's how the sharpshooter is refined!"

A few people on duty were already asleep, but they were awakened by a string of gunshots, and scolded for a long time: "What kind of wind is this kid smoking? He doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, and he cries wolf!"

"Alright, don't worry about other people, sleep!"

Long Da Shao lay on the sack and fell asleep.

When the morning sun dyed red, Long Leiyan slowly opened his eyes and found that he was wearing a sheet, so he hurriedly sat up and took a look. Zhou Ruoxi, who was dressed in white like snow, was sitting beside him, staring at him with a pair of beautiful eyes.

"Let's sleep again, it's still early!" Zhou Ruoxi's voice was just like the first cry of the yellow warbler, which was very beautiful.

Long Leiyan turned over and sat up, gently grabbed her hand, and asked, "Ruoxi, when did you come?"

Zhou Ruoxi's face was slightly red, she withdrew her hand, and said, "What's the matter, I just knew that you were in the shooting range, and I was afraid that you would be cold, so I got you a sheet!"

Long Leiyan stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, but Zhou Ruoxi hurriedly pushed him away: "This is in the barracks, you are so thick-skinned!"

"Boy, I heard that you vowed to be a sharpshooter?" Professor Zhao flew over in a flutter, followed by a few scientific researchers in white coats.

This old man always interrupts his good deeds, Long Leiyan scolded in his heart! )