AMR-2 is a very big firearm, but in the hands of Yang Zhengdong, who is wide and strong, he actually has a petite feeling, folds up the butt, holds the handle of the gun with one hand, and lifts it up, looking relaxed.

Xiong Er looked at his sassy appearance and muttered, "What's so proud?" It's fun to carry a Vulcan cannon. ”

In terms of appearance, the AMR-2 is indeed somewhat similar to the Barrett cannon, which looks like it makes Yang Guo's blood boil a little, and he can't wait to start playing with it right away.

"Don't worry, I'll show you first!" Yang Zhengdong smiled, he took the magazine, loaded it, and then walked to the pit, lying down on the spot, and Yang Guo followed behind him.

While explaining the precautions, Yang Zhengdong opened the butt and bracket of the gun and propped it firmly on the ground.

"The recoil of the gun is a bit strong, don't bruise your shoulder later." After speaking, Yang Zhengdong looked at the target in the distance through the optical sight.

Pulling the trigger, Yang Guo heard a "bang", the gun recoiled, and a bullet sprayed out. There is no loud sound when the gun is fired, and the noise handling of this gun is still very good!

Pulling the gun, changing the target, and emptying the magazine, Yang Zhengdong stood up reluctantly. Loading kung fu, the results have been played on the LED screen above the head, a distance of 1,000 meters, all five shots hit the bull's-eye! He is worthy of being a fighter of the special operations brigade!

"You can try it too!" Yang Zhengdong lay on the ground and adjusted the gun, gave up his position, and said to Yang Guo.

Yang Guo's hands were already hungry and thirsty, and when he heard Yang Zhengdong's words, he walked up excitedly, and he didn't care whether the ground was dirty or not, so he lay down.

"Hold this here......" Yang Zhengdong was next to him, teaching hand in hand.

When Yang Guo learned how to grab a gun, Yang Zhengdong picked up a monocular and observed.

"Wind speed ......" Before he could finish speaking, Yang Guo pulled the trigger.

The sound of gunfire echoed at the shooting range, and the target was motionless, and Yang Zhengdong was stunned. Yang Guo felt that the recoil of this sniper rifle was really greater than imagined, and when playing games in the computer before, there was no concept of recoil, just aim and shoot, and now, the muzzle of the gun shook, the gun sat back, and the butt hit Yang Guo's shoulder, Rao is Yang Guo's body, and he also felt a little painful.

"Didn't hit?" Yang Guo saw that the target he was aiming at was still there, which was very different from the scene where Yang Zhengdong fell with one shot just now, and he asked a little uneasily.

"Sniper rifles are not aimed at three points and one line!" Yang Zhengdong said a little speechlessly, "I haven't finished talking just now, you shoot, of course you can't hit!" ”

"Don't pull the bolt yet, I'll finish it." Yang Zhengdong patiently talked to Yang Guo about the effects of wind speed, gravity, etc. on bullets, and taught him how to adjust.

So that's it! Yang Guo suddenly realized that playing a sniper rifle in reality is two different concepts from playing on the computer, and the way of playing is not the same at all!

Looking at the behemoth in his hand, Yang Guo thought to himself: "Even if it's Brother Yang Zhengdong, he can't play any flash sniping and jumping sniping, right?" That's! ”

Packing up his emotions, Yang Guo pulled the bolt, withdrew the bullet case, and then re-aimed, Yang Guo adjusted the aiming position according to the wind speed and distance according to the tips Yang Zhengdong said, and slowly aimed for a long time before aiming.

"I should be able to hit this time!" Yang Guo didn't dare to say that he could hit the bull's-eye, but he still felt in his heart that he had already aimed like this, and it was still no problem to hit the target, right?

Shoot! Another blow to the shoulder.

But when I looked back at it, the target was still there, and the old god was still standing there. Yang Guo was a little crazy, he hit a target of 500 meters! Compared with Yang Zhengdong's 1,000-meter target, it is less than half the distance, but why haven't you touched it?

"You didn't control the shot." Yang Zhengdong explained, "The muzzle of the gun shook up slightly, you know, the sniper rifle, a little deviation of the angle, when it reaches the target, there will be a deviation of several meters or even more than ten meters." ”

Again! Yang Guo doesn't believe in this evil!

Pull the gun again, aim. This time, Yang Guo took a longer time, and even when he shot the gun, he held the handle to prevent it from shaking. It's all done at this point, how can you say that you can hit it?

I thought so, but the reality was cruel, after the gunshot, the target still didn't move, and stood there mockingly.

"Don't hold it too hard, if you hold it too hard, your muscles will be stiff, and you have to figure out that degree by yourself." Yang Zhengdong said, "There is also the need to adapt to recoil, which is also one of the reasons why you can't hit." ”

Yang Guo also knew the trouble of recoil, and every time he had to resist his shoulders numb, and then the gun would not be well controlled.

Empty two magazines, and in the end, Yang Guo still failed to hit the target.

Xiong San wiped the sweat from the afternoon sun, and thought: "It's okay to play with the gun, if everything is unexpected, then it's really a demon!" ”

After Yang Guo stood up, He Wenzhuo patted him on the shoulder with a smile and comforted him: "Snipers are fed by a large number of bullets, and it is normal for you to touch the gun for the first time." Moreover, the AMR-2 gun is very difficult to control, and if you ask the bears to beat them, they can't fight well. ”

Yang Guo knew that the eldest brother was comforting himself, the soldiers of the special operations team, even if they were not top-notch in playing sniper rifles, would not miss all ten bullets like themselves. His discomfort is actually a psychological gap, he used to play games in front of the computer, and a sniper rifle was made by him to be superb, but he changed to a real gun, and he couldn't even hit the target! All of a sudden, he went from a god-like existence to a complete rookie, and it really didn't taste good.

AMR-2 Yang Guo didn't continue to play, He Wenzhuo changed him to a smaller-caliber Type 88 sniper rifle, AMR-2 has such a big recoil, Yang Guo has not been trained, and after playing for a long time, it is estimated that he will have to apply medicine to his shoulder tomorrow.

The small-caliber sniper rifle Yang Guo can't play either, and he has twenty bullets in two magazines, and one bullet hits the target, which is too shocking! Seeing that Yang Guo's fixed target couldn't hit well, He Wenzhuo simply didn't mention the moving target.

On the sniper rifle, Yang Guo failed to continue the myth that he has been creating miracles, and the automatic rifle, Yang Guo still did not play well.

"Slow down, slow down!" He Wenzhuo shouted helplessly in Yang Guo's ear. The Type 95 automatic rifle was used as a machine gun in Yang Guo's hand, and when he pulled the trigger, he didn't move, and the bullets of a magazine shook and poured out, but the edge of the target was not touched.

"You don't combo, shoot, come bullet by bullet!" He Wenzhuo's mouth was dry, but Yang Guo's body was a little stiff when he touched the automatic rifle, and the fight was really rotten!

In the end, He Wenzhuo gave up, and he couldn't teach it, so he let him play by himself.

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