After practicing kung fu and tai chi for so long, especially the "slow practice" that he groped for himself, the muscles of his whole body would be mobilized in cultivation, and Yang Guo's control over his body had now reached a subtle level.

He Wenzhuo just gave a little pointer, and Yang Guo did a good job!

Needless to say, the aiming method of the three points and one line is known, and after Yang Guo adjusted it, he tried to shoot it.

The target was twenty-five meters away, and with Yang Guo's eyes, he could clearly see that a small hole appeared on it.

"Hit?" Yang Guo ripped off his headphones and turned his head in surprise and asked. The sniper rifle in front hit him too hard, and now hitting the target made him ecstatic as if he had won the lottery.

"Hit!" He Wenzhuo nodded with a smile, patted Yang Guo's shoulder, and said, "Is the muzzle of your gun raised?" You don't need to warp too high when aiming, this is not a sniper rifle, it's only a few tens of meters, just aim and shoot! ”

"Good!" Encouraged Yang Guo replied in a deep voice, took a deep breath, and fired again.

"Bang!" After the second shot, Yang Guo saw that a small hole appeared on the target, and this small hole was closer to the bullseye than the one just now.

I have to say that the pistol is better controlled than a sniper rifle or something, and with Yang Guo's ability to control his body, he only needed to spend three more bullets to find the feeling of aiming.

"Bang" was another shot, and Yang Guo clearly saw that a hole appeared in the center of the target he was aiming at! He shook his left hand into a fist and said happily, "Yes!" ”

"Good fight!" He Wenzhuo praised, but Yang Guo didn't hear his words, Yang Guo didn't pull down the headphones and continued to shoot.

Yang Guo felt that he had really mastered the aiming feeling of this gun, and sure enough, every time he took the next shot, after Yang Guo adjusted it, the gun hit the bull's-eye!

The gun hit the bull's-eye, there is nothing unusual about this achievement, Yang Zhengdong, the sharpshooter, needless to say, the three of them who also played next to Xiong Da, almost every shot can score 100 points, and the three of them are still 50 meters of the target.

However, it is a strange thing for Yang Guo! Yang Guo is playing with sniper rifles and automatic rifles, and his comprehension is relatively poor, no different from ordinary soldiers, He Wenzhuo has already given up. On the pistol, Yang Guo staged a miracle again! He Wenzhuo has never seen a person who touches a gun for the first time, and after a few shots, he can reach the level of hitting the bull's-eye with a gun!

The shock in his heart was already written on his face.

"Click!" only heard a crisp sound, the firing pin hit the bolt, and Yang Guo realized that he had finished the magazine.

He Wenzhuo handed Yang Guo a loaded magazine, taught him to load it, and then said, "You are playing very well now, you can try to be faster." ”

The speed at which Yang Guo shot just now was too slow, and every time he fired a shot, it took him almost half a minute to adjust, if it was a battlefield, he would have already knelt down! Yang Guo also knew this problem, and after He Wenzhuo said it, he nodded.

The pistol was raised again, Yang Guo took a deep breath, fired the first shot, and the first shot hit the bull's-eye, there was no suspense. In the second shot, Yang Guo did not continue to adjust this time, released and pulled the trigger again. The third shot, the fourth shot.

He stopped, the second shot was a little off, and by the time the fourth shot was out of target.

He Wenzhuo knows that every novice will encounter such a problem, after all, the recoil of the pistol will still make the muzzle slightly offset, and if you don't know how to adjust, it will go farther and farther.

"It's okay, keep fighting, you feel the direction of the pistol shaking after shooting, and adjust it yourself, such as pressing your hand when shooting, be fast, don't procrastinate!" He Wenzhuo said. Shooting can be taught, and there are some lessons to refer to, but the best way is to explore it yourself, and sharpshooters generally practice it this way.

"The direction in which the gun is shaking." Yang Guo silently read a sentence in his heart. Regulate your breathing and feel the changes in your hand muscles as you shoot. Yang Guo tried to shoot two shots and felt it carefully.

Unconsciously, Yang Guo's breathing began to adjust to the long deep inhalation and slow exhalation when he practiced, this realm was very wonderful, Yang Guo could clearly feel the subtle changes in his body and around his body, and even, the pistol in his hand became an extension of his body, and the bullet that was shot could feel the trajectory it was going to run at the moment of discharge.

It's amazing!

After Yang Guo fired the second shot, he stood there stunned for a long time. He Wenzhuo didn't know what was going on, but he didn't bother Yang Guo either, leaving it to him to think about it for himself, which was the best choice.

Yang Guo began to have confidence in his own shooting, he could feel the trajectory of the bullet after it was discharged, so he could also change the trajectory by adjusting it himself, so that the bullet hit where he wanted it to hit.

Try it immediately, Yang Guo shot one after another in this breathing state, the first shot hit, the second shot missed a little, the third shot was still a little off after adjustment, the fourth shot started, each shot hit the bull's-eye, until the empty gun again, Yang Guo hit the same point!

It's so refreshing, it's as refreshing as eating ice cream in the summer! Yang Guo felt that the pores of his whole body were dilated.

He Wenzhuo didn't say much, but handed Yang Guo another magazine, wanting to see how long Yang Guo's magic could last.

This time, with twenty bullets, Yang Guo hit all the bullseyes, and the speed of the shot was very fast, and the banging sound was almost connected into a string, which attracted Xiong Da and Yang Zhengdong couldn't help but gather around to watch.

"How much?" Yang Zhengdong asked.

"It seems like they've all hit." Xiong Er said with round eyes.

The results were sent in quickly, and all the marks were full!

"Try shooting with one hand." He Wenzhuo decided to give Yang Guo another try to see how much potential he had.

"Good!" Yang Guo changed the magazine and held the gun in his right hand, and Yang Zhengdong also ran up to show him the standing posture and the posture of holding the gun.

In the first five shots, Yang Guo didn't play well, he kept filling in to find a feeling, and the fifth shot was already very close to the bull's-eye. And the fifteen shots in the back, Yang Guo did not disappoint He Wenzhuo again, and every bullet hit the bull's-eye.

After the right hand is finished, the left hand is changed, and Yang Guo's left hand takes a longer time to adjust, but as long as he finds the feeling, all the bullets in the future will be where to shoot!

Yang Zhengdong was very excited to run down to compete with Yang Guo, which was fast and accurate.

Both of them were accurate, but Yang Guo's reaction speed was stronger, and in the end, he won by one second! Xiong Da and the three of them were about to drop their jaws, and He Wenzhuo didn't know what to say. Encourage? He felt that he was not as wicked as Yang Guo's pistol.

It seems that the title of demon is still to be left to Yang Guo!

(Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommendation, let's take a ticket and smash the cold door!) ≧▽≦）