"What's wrong? I've touched this thing except when I was in military training in college, so where did I have the chance to touch a firearm? Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Mu Yan said speechlessly, and those that he touched during military training have been eliminated for decades.

Originally, there was a gun project that needed to be trained during military training in college, but Mu Yan's university, just when Mu Yan was in his grade, he cut this out, and only a 56-style antique that had been eliminated for decades was used for training, and it was even more impossible to use real guns and live ammunition.

"Okay." Yang Jun was a little disappointed, but since he had spoken, he couldn't say that he wouldn't let Mu Yan fight, right?

"Since Brother Yan, you haven't touched it, then I'll show you how."

Yang Jun didn't bother too much, and explained to Mu Yan the matters that need to be paid attention to step by step.

There are not many specifics, and Mu Yan's comprehension ability is very strong, and he can understand it as soon as he says it. In about ten minutes, I have become familiar with the basic understanding of bomb disposal and shooting in the classroom.

However, if you want to use a small gun well, you need to train every day. No matter how talented you are, you need unlimited training, and all practice makes perfect, that's what you say.

"Yes, Brother Yan has a strong learning ability, and he already understands the basic skills." This is not Yang Jun's flattery, but to tell the truth, Mu Yan has already familiarized himself with all the devices that can be used, and he will use them.

The key is whether it can be used well and skillfully.

"Alright, you can each play your own game." Mu Yan said.

He'll have to figure it out for himself.

He also fired a few shots just now, although he also said that he was hitting, but he didn't have an accurate head at all, and the only thing that was good was that the rebound power had no effect on him.

Everyone else has gone their separate ways, and there's nothing to see.

"Yo, isn't this Yang Jun? Long time no see! ”

I don't know when, a sturdy man came over and spoke to Yang Jun in a strange tone.

"Is that you? What are you doing here? "Yang Jun knows this person, and there is still some disagreement between the two, not because there is any trouble between them, but because both of them are known as sharpshooters. As the saying goes, one mountain does not tolerate two tigers, and the two naturally do not accept each other, and each wants to be better than the other. So, every time they play or something, the two will fight openly and secretly. Naturally, the relationship is not very good.

It's just that the two have been separated a long time ago, and I don't know why he appeared here again.

"Hahaha, I happened to be on a mission, I heard that you were here, so I came over to have fun, what, don't you welcome me?" The lean man grinned.

"This place is not mine." Yang Jun is not stingy.

"Hahaha, although this place is not yours, it is up to you to play with guns here. We haven't compared for a long time, how about it, are you interested in competing? The sturdy man picked up a gun, or a rifle, and hit a target two hundred meters away with one hand.

"Okay." Yang Jun is also interested, and the two may not have compared for a long time.

"The old rules?"

"Of course!"

As a result, the competition between the two attracted many onlookers.

Mu Yan pondered by himself in the field next door, and after a short period of adaptation and familiarization, he was not interested in those decent playing styles. was already about to leave, but seeing that Yang Jun was going to compete with others, he also made a watermelon crowd with great interest.

The competition between Yang Jun and the sturdy man is also strange, not the number of rings of shooting targets, it is estimated that these are no longer any challenges for sharpshooters. They competed to see who hit more mobile frisbees, that is, frisbees that were still flying in the air. And what else is a copper coin piercing...... In short, all kinds of things, it was the first time that Mu Yan had heard that there were so many ways to play.

Yang Jun and the sturdy man deserved to be both sharpshooters, and after several competitions, no one took advantage of them, and they were on par.

"I can't imagine that we are still the same......" In the end, the two tied again, and the strong man did not seem very reconciled.

But at this time, everyone heard a continuous "bang bang" sound coming from the field next to them. It was a strange speed, and it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"I'll rub!"

"Am I right? It's him? This ......"

"How is this possible!"

When everyone looked at it, they were immediately dumbfounded. Because they saw that it was Mu Yan who was shooting, if he was playing nonsense, it would be nothing, but it was strange that he was there alone, and then threw a frisbee out dozens of meters high, dozens of meters away horizontally, and then shot with one hand with the other hand......

Nima even hit them all!

If that's all there is to it, then forget it.

Then, Mu Yan repeated this action on his own, and he was infinitely powerful, and he was able to throw dozens of frisbees out in one breath, even hundreds of meters away, dozens of meters high.

After playing a few times, Mu Yan wanted to find something on the shelf, but he didn't find it for a while, and wanted to find someone to ask, only to find that everyone was staring at him with capitalized and bold faces.

"Uh...... I see them playing like this, and I want to give it a try, don't mind? ”

Mu Yan thought that it was because he didn't ask for it that everyone looked at him like this.

"No, I don't mind." Someone stammered.

Mu Yan asked, "Just don't mind, then I'll play for a while, by the way, do you have those copper coins they use?" I want to try it too. ”

"Yes, yes." The man immediately took out a dozen of them for Mu Yan.

Mu Yan thanked him, and then went to play again.

Moreover, the game is still exactly the same as what Yang Jun and they played just now......

Oh no, it's not quite the same. Yang Jun and the sturdy man only threw three to five, which was not much, but Mu Yan threw them all at once, and then shot.

More than a dozen copper coins were all hit!

"Wow-"

The crowd was dumbfounded again.

They thought Mu Yan was just playing, but they didn't expect it...... The hell I got them all!

…………

After leaving the base, Mu Yan understood why those people looked at him like that just now.

In Yang Jun's original words, that is, "Even if we practice this skill for ten years, we can only hit five copper coins at the same time at most!" But Brother Yan, isn't it the first time you've touched a firearm? Why can you hit a dozen of them the first time? Is there any heavenly reason?! ”

Yes, it's just unreasonable! They trained harder than bees every day, but they were trained in less than half an hour, and they did better than him.

Sure enough, there is no harm if there is no contrast.

It wasn't until this time that Mu Yan knew that he had pretended to be too forced just now. But......

He can't be blamed for that! He swore he really didn't know that these games were so difficult, and if he knew, he would definitely find a place where no one was around to practice something else...... (To be continued.) )