Before the official competition, there is a period of time for the contestants to get used to the weapons in their hands, during this time, the players can practice freely on the target position, although the FBI does not pity those bullets, but it is always not possible to let the reckless test firing and waste time, so everyone only has 1o bullets to test the opportunity, and when the bullets run out, they must leave the target position and give the opportunity to other players.

In order to be able to achieve good results in the next competition, the shooting range that is not wide is crowded almost immediately, and the players who occupy the position move their joints one after another, adjusting their physical state, although it is adaptation, but if there is a brilliant performance in front of everyone, at least it can satisfy the vanity of the contestants in advance, so for the opportunity of this 1o bullet, the contestants still attach great importance to it.

Although there were a lot of people who grabbed the target position, it seemed to have been discussed in advance, there were ten target positions, nine of which were full of contestants, but there was only one empty target position, and everyone couldn't help but focus on Ye Qiu, who was laughing with Frank.

Feeling the gaze from everyone, without being reminded by others, Ye Qiu also knew that this vacant seat was specially left for himself by the contestants, after the "lecture" on Ye Qiu's platform, although everyone didn't say it, but in their hearts they had put this teenager who was much younger than themselves in an equal position with themselves, and everyone was naturally very curious about Ye Qiu's marksmanship, so they couldn't wait to see it.

"Hey, Qiu, hurry up and let them show them how you can marksmanship." Seeing that his group had once again become the focus of everyone, Omid's show-off personality came out again, and he impatiently pushed Ye Qiu to the reserved position.

Ye Qiu was pushed to the shooting position by Omid, took a deep breath, completely handed over his body to the memory from the soul, slowly raised his left hand, and aimed at the humanoid target opposite.

Because they were anxious to see Ye Qiu's marksmanship, everyone, including the contestants who were also standing on the shooting position, were watching Ye Qiu's movements, but when they saw Ye Qiu's posture holding the gun, everyone's hearts couldn't help but rise a ridiculous feeling.

But anyone who has shooting experience should know that in addition to the accuracy of the gun itself, the most important thing is the posture of holding the gun, simply put, the gun must be held steadily, and it is difficult to hit the target with the gun shaking back and forth.

If you want to stabilize the pistol, then when shooting, the feet should be separated in a figure-eight shape, slightly wider than the shoulder, the upper body should be kept upright, the left hand should be crossed at the waist, the front of the body should be at an angle of 7o-8o degrees to the target, and the weight should fall on the feet.

At the same time, the strength of the gun should also be appropriate, to coordinate and balance, the right hand is aimed at the back of the grip, and the palm is thick and the middle finger, ring finger and little finger are combined to hold the grip, the thumb is naturally straightened, attached to the left side of the gun body, so that the gun is really natural, and the right arm is straightened to hold the wrist.

These two points are the iron laws that almost every person with formal training firmly remembers, whenever everyone is ready to shoot, the body will subconsciously prepare according to these two iron laws, but now Ye Qiu, who is concerned by everyone, is holding a gun in his left hand, and his arm is not tight, although in film and television works, the appearance rate of this shooting method is very high, but everyone present knows that if he poses such a move in reality, although the image is more handsome, But the recoil generated when you shoot will definitely send your bullets high over your target, and you can even hurt your own arm.

"Hey, look at this posture with a gun, you won't really think you're James Bond, you'll have a good show in a while."

Although the detectives present were young, they had at least received a lot of military training, and they naturally thought that with Ye Qiu's shooting posture, they would be able to hit more than 6 rings in a while, which would be considered good.

"Humph! Isn't this a good student Kasro, you know, you can't just look at the appearance, just keep your mouth shut and watch my brother's performance, don't be surprised for a while and crack your mouth open. ”

But it was Omid who heard that someone looked down on Ye Qiu, and originally wanted to refute the other party, but just turned his head and saw that the sarcastic remark was still an acquaintance, it was Kasro, who had been reprimanded by Ye Qiu on the podium before.

Although Omid also thinks that Ye Qiu's way of holding a gun is contrary to common sense, but in Omid's heart, his teammate has almost equated with the American reporter who wears outside, and he naturally pushed back in a tough tone for the ridicule from others.

"Humph! Who wouldn't just say it with his mouth, marksmanship is not talented, you trust him so much, could it be that you have seen Qiu shoot before. ”

Ye Qiu shoots? I really hadn't seen this before, but with the trust in his heart, Omid still insisted on himself: "There are many things that I haven't seen before, haven't you seen them before, so why do you think it's not good." ”

"You're quibbling, I just don't think it's okay."

"If I say yes, I do." The more he talked, the more angry he became, and Omid and Kasro were almost face to face, their eyes pinned together.

"That's enough, you guys just make a bet, and the loser will have an all-inclusive bar tonight."

Seeing that the two big men looked like children, Milisha finally couldn't help it, and insisted on separating the two people who had been pinched together.

"Okay, let's bet on the results of the shooting after the fall, and the loser will pay tonight."

"Humph! Bet on whom, who's afraid of whom. ”

The two of them agreed to Milisa's proposal in unison, looked at each other fiercely, and then set their eyes on the shooting range.

"Bang!"

Under the gaze of everyone, Ye Qiu finally adjusted his posture and pulled the trigger.

“……”

When they saw the results displayed on the display screen hanging on the wall, everyone present opened their mouths in surprise, and it took a while for them to recover from the shock.

"Oh my God, what did I see, Omid, you were so right, I was so surprised that I almost grinned, I think we saw such a wonderful show, we must not be able to sleep tonight."

At this time, Omid, the expression on his face was much more exciting, for no other reason, if the results displayed on the screen were not wrong, Ye Qiu, who was given great hope by Omid, should have missed the target perfectly with the first shot.

Hearing the ridicule of others, Omid kept his mouth closed, but he kept praying in his heart that Ye Qiu's future expression would not make him too ugly, but unfortunately at this time, God did not listen to Omid's expectations.

"Bang!"

"Oh my God, I shot it so accurately, I actually hit the target, and it was very progressive."

"Bang!"

"It's over, it's off target again, but it's okay, it's just practice."

"Bang!"

"Ah, this one hit the target again, I'm in a good mood, how much should I drink tonight?"

"Bang!"

“……”

After the first shot, Ye Qiu paused slightly, then pulled the trigger one after another, and shot out all the 1o bullets preloaded in the pistol.

With each gunshot, Kasro's taunt would ring in Omid's ears, and Omid's expression would become stiffer, knowing that in the end, Omid closed his eyes in pain, unable to bear to look at the miserable results on the monitor.

Ten bullets, half of them were off target, and the best result of the remaining hitting the target was 4 rings, looking at the number in the display screen, everyone who had some expectations for Ye Qiu was completely disappointed, and the crowd couldn't help but burst into a burst of discussion.

"If you're really a child, how can you know how to shoot?"

"Maybe this is the first time he's seen a pistol, and it seems that people are not omnipotent."

"I'll just say, if Qiu is his age, he is good at hand-to-hand combat, and he is still inferior to us in shooting, how can such a person appear."

Hearing these comments, Omid almost had the heart to cry now, he didn't expect his brother to tear down his platform like this, especially when he saw Kasro's triumphant face, the expression on his face was almost bitter.

"What's the matter, Omid, look like you've been ransacked."

Because of the earplugs that Ye Qiu brought before, Ye Qiu didn't hear everyone's discussions, and when he came down from the shooting table, he suddenly saw Omid's face becoming wrinkled, as if someone else had just snatched all his savings from him, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Brother, I treat you as my own brother, but I don't cheat my brother like this, I have three sisters and five younger brothers to raise, do that kind of hateful thing, you will definitely go to hell."

Hearing Ye Qiu's voice, Omid seemed to have found the object of complaint, and his hand that held Ye Qiu tightly shook uncontrollably, tears were about to come out.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly encountered this kind of thing, Ye Qiu was stunned for a moment, and looked at Milisha who was snickering on the side.

After Mi Lisha's explanation, Ye Qiufang understood the whole thing, and asked suspiciously: "Omid, let's not mention that you use me to bet with others, but isn't this practice?" It's not an official competition, so this result doesn't mean you've lost. ”

Big brother, you play like this when you practice, is there any hope for the official competition?

Hearing Ye Qiu's question, Omid even wondered if he was already old, and there was a generation gap with Ye Qiu and there was no way to communicate normally.

"You don't think I'm at this level, do you?" Ye Qiu looked at the people around him.

Although there was no response, the expressions of the crowd clearly showed "distrust".

"Alright, Omid, lend me your pistol." Influenced by Ye Qiu, Omid chose the same model of Beretta m92F as Ye Qiu, Ye Qiu took out the pistol that was originally pinned to Omid's waist, turned around and returned to the shooting table.

"Bang!"

"Three rings, this level, ......"

"Bang!"

"Three rings, but it didn't miss the target, it's lucky."

"Bang!"

"Three rings, interesting, could it be that three is the lucky number of this kid."

"Bang!"

“……”

At first, some people laughed at Ye Qiu's marksmanship, but when Ye Qiu used up all the bullets in the pistol, the entire shooting range suddenly became quiet, just like before, everyone grew up in surprise, looked at the humanoid target with a whole head missing, and looked at Ye Qiu's eyes again as if he was looking at a monster.

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