No.404 Please call me a sniper!

"Ass low! Chest to the ground! Why are you so stupid! Donkeys are taught! โ€

"Don't push your fingers, relax! Yes, relax on the trigger. You have to keep in mind that a sniper rarely gets a second chance, and if you touch it by mistake, the cost may be to get your brain blown out! Don't worry about the insects, you can't move even if the snake crawls on your face! It's a petrol bomb thrown on your leg, and you are not allowed to scream! โ€

"Hold the muzzle! Hold your breath before shooting! Can't be distracted! โ€

Liang Huanhuan stood next to Wang Jian with a whip, fully enjoying the pleasure of insulting Wang Jian, this pleasure made her feel good, especially when Wang Jian's posture was not standard or where he was not in place, the feeling of whipping down was even more useless.

Since the first time he came here for training yesterday afternoon, Wang Jian was unlucky, Bi Jing was like a mountain, he could throw a bird two hundred meters away with a stone, and he could use a gun...... He really can't, almost instinctually frustrated. In Liang Huanhuan's words, Wang Jian's was simply frustrated, and he had the strength of a cow, but he couldn't even hold a gun.

Of course, it's not that Wang Jian really can't hold the gun, but this gun is really difficult to master, Wang Jian's hands are heavy, and he will often touch the trigger by mistake, and there will be at least two or three empty guns in ten times. And the thinking of Dingxing is relatively strict, Wang Jian always uses the settings in the game to set up real guns, but in fact, ...... The gap between the bullet and the crosshair, when the target point, can be more than ten or twenty centimeters on average...... "Special forces are actually the force composition of the bottom, do you know the bottom?" Don't look so awesome and coaxing on TV, in fact, special forces are the most aggrieved. Liang Huanhuan ate a piece of corn, shook his head and said: "Let's take an analogy, the conventional troops are like swords, guns, swords, halberds, and the special forces are darts." If you're always so ready to go hand-to-hand with your bare arms, then I don't have anything to teach. โ€

Wang Jian turned his head: "I don't have anything......"

"Nonsense, look at how hard you shoot! If you don't get rid of your restless Xingzi, you go to the Great Sage's side and let him send you to the artillery unit to carry the shells, which will definitely consume your vigorous and restless Qingchun. After Liang Huanhuan finished training Wang Jian, Suo Xing took a gun and leaned next to Wang Jian: "Look, you are really my uncle, I must have owed you a lot of money in my last life." โ€

Liang Huanhuan lay on the ground, her whole body seemed very relaxed, her expression was expressionless, her spirit was highly concentrated, her fingers were lightly pulling the trigger, her eyes were aimed at the target through the sniper scope, her breathing was steady and her heartbeat was slow, and then she held her breath violently, and then took out five bullets in one breath.

"Look, 5 800 meters and 10 rings. I don't ask you to shรจ five bullets in one breath, but you can hit me one in one breath! Liang Huanhuan looked helpless: "If you want to let me know that I have trained you to enter this virtue, how can I mix in the Tao in the future?" โ€

Wang Jian didn't have anything, just sighed...... Keep banging guns.

"As for the bullets, I have to pay for them, but fortunately this is the training ground in my camp, so it can be considered cheaper. Four cents a hair, I got 10,000 hairs for you, and the 4,000 yuan Jin Chubby has already been paid. If you can't finish the fight today, you're sorry for the four cents! Liang Huanhuan turned his head to look at the side: "I used my relationship to get you five Big Mac pistols, M500, special edition .50 deserteagle, Colt M.50 and a real Yร n version of a broken gun with 20 mm bullets." I haven't tried it, and it can break my hand with a brake. โ€

Wang Jian raised his head: "Oh? โ€

"Don't blame me when you're crippled." Liang Huanhuan pouted: "Do you really think that the more powerful the better?" I'll take it out with you, just take it out here, except for you to fight other stars, there is nothing on the earth that can let you fight. The point 50 caliber is 12.7 mm. The pistol wants this to play with fart.,Usually into the play .44 almost.ใ€‚ โ€

Of course, Wang Jian is not an ordinary ...... He's the devil in the flesh and blood. He tried the guns at lunchtime, and found that everything was pretty good, except for the twenty-millimeter recoil, which gave him a noticeable recoil. However, the fly in the ointment is that these guns seem to be too small to be loaded, and the most can only hold seven rounds, and some can only hold one round...... But what's the use of a shot? Suicide Bullet of Glory?

"I'll go, as many shots do you want." Liang Huanhuan wrung his brows: "It's hypocritical to be cheap, wouldn't it be refreshing for you to use a machine gun on your back, or I don't think there is a retired aircraft gun on your shoulder, what do you think?" โ€

Wang Jian imagined the scene of himself walking down the street with a machine gun on his back, and then shook his head decisively: "Forget it......"

"So, you eat this sniper seriously and honestly, the heavy sniper has little effect, I recommend you to take down the semi-automatic one first, and then move it slowly."

Wang Jian didn't know anything about this, so he didn't have any opinions on the combat guidance given to him by Liang Huanhuan as a teacher, Bi Jing was tortured by the old carpenter, these are all pediatrics for him, not to mention that he hasn't been tortured for so many years, in fact, his skin is also very itchy.

Of course, although sniping is Lao Wang's weakness, but in the process of disassembling the gun, Lao Wang once again embodied his almost perverted side, Liang Huanhuan dismantled more than a dozen well-known weapons in front of him, including M4A1, 95 and AK, and after that, Lao Wang was able to put it back, and he watched it closely.

And no matter how difficult Liang Huanhuan is, even if he is blindfolded or mixes all the parts of the gun together, Lao Wang can easily complete the training task of loading the gun. Liang Huanhuan didn't even believe in evil and tried a competition with Lao Wang, but she, a veteran soldier, was actually three seconds slower than Wang Jian...... "How did you do it?" โ€

"This is much simpler than the Luban lock I played with, and I can unlock the Luban lock made of four hundred pieces of wood." Lao Wang finally raised his eyebrows, patted his chest and triumphantly: "You are too simple." โ€

"Okay, then you can continue to practice sniping now." Liang Huanhuan squinted at Wang Jian: "You still have 7,100 bullets." โ€

Wang Jian was silent for a while, and silently fell back to the ground...... After returning in the evening, Wang Jian listened to Liang Huanhuan's crisp laughter like silver bells when he was taking a bath. Don't think about it, that guy must be showing off how Bai Yao trained Lao Wang. It can be heard that Liang Huanhuan is surprisingly happy today, and he is almost perverted...... After Wang Jian came out, he sat on the sofa, pretended not to hear anything, and watched TV silently. But...... Things in the world are like this, what you want to escape is always inescapable, he doesn't want to talk about it, but Liang Huanhuan is sitting there waiting for him...... "Ming Yao continues to have 10,000 rounds, you don't need to load bullets, 10,000 rounds is not difficult." โ€

Wang Jian's mouth moved, and he pulled out a difficult smile: "It's okay......"

Nonsense, isn't it difficult...... Basically, Wang Jian didn't stop pulling the trigger all afternoon, you must know that the PSG with a loading capacity of 20 rounds has 7,000 rounds of ammunition...... It's nothing less than an ordeal.

Of course, Liang Huanhuan did not ask Wang Jian to shoot the target, he kept pulling the trigger and was familiar with the feel and recoil of the firearm. This is actually a matter of Liang Huanhuan when she first started, she herself can't count how many thousands of bullets she fired, anyway, there are a lot.

"Snipers and pilots are national treasures." Liang Huanhuan crossed his legs and patted Wang Jian's shoulder: "It takes a lot of time and money to pile up." As far as I know, the founder of our sniper team, he fired at least 20 million rounds of ammunition in the 40 years from the age of 17 to 57, which is equivalent to one-eighth of the ammunition consumed by the whole of North Korea. You know it now. โ€

Wang Jian opened his mouth and smiled, and then his expression suddenly became very sad: "You didn't mean to toss me." โ€

"Who has the heart to toss you." Liang Huanhuan was happy: "Before Ming Yao goes to practice, I will take you to pick up a piece of equipment." Kim Chubby checkout. โ€

Jin turned his head and glanced at Wang Jian: "I'm very rich now, I can pick at will, for the sake of our white spoon family, my husband ......"

"Don't scream." Wang Jian pushed Jin's head: "Don't give me anything to do, go to bed quickly." โ€

Liang Huanhuan was happy, rolled his eyes and glanced at Wang Jian: "Want to sleep?" It's not so easy, go to the balcony at three o'clock in the night, write down the physical characteristics of every passing in, write it down in a notebook, and I will check it tomorrow morning. โ€

Over, Liang Huanhuan raised his fingers: "At this point, the average inflow below is more than sixty at a time, an average of one per minute, and it is also the physical characteristics of one hundred and eighty inflows tomorrow morning." โ€

Wang Jian was stunned for a moment, but he didn't say anything, picked up a notebook and stood on the balcony, and then silently began to sentry...... "Are you a little too much?" Dawei picked up the freshly soaked cow nวŽi, threw a few pieces of Oreos and a piece of cake into it, and stirred gently: "Toss him so much." โ€

"I'm gentle enough with him, just as gentle as his wife is with him." Liang Huanhuan pouted: "When we were training, we got up at two o'clock in the middle of the night to carry weights off-road and hidden, and we were not allowed to get up without receiving notices, and the two were only one meter apart, so we had to use cipher codes and walkie-talkies to talk. It was twenty-four o'clock in a mass grave. He's a piece of. โ€

"Don't worry, Lao Wang is more resistant to tossing than you." Jin didn't care about shrugging: "If you die four hundred times, he won't necessarily die." โ€

"I can see that the average beginner's body is almost falling apart with 200 bullets, and he dies with 10,000 rounds, and I can't carry it." Liang Huanhuan he: "But this guy is the same as having nothing to do, so I have to use some ruthless tricks ...... Mingyao"

It's Wang Jian, he doesn't care if it's a vigil at all, anyway, it's not too difficult for him, and he can take his thousand sons to watch the night scene together, which is very good.

Don't do it, it's only been two or three years, Wang Jianqian's son's body is obviously a lot better, the tiger itself is tenacious enough, plus the food and drink in the house, this body is restored, although the guy has not yet been full moon and has not broken nวŽi, but this gene is put away, and now it is not difficult to run around on Lao Wang.

And Wang Jian stood for about ten minutes, Jiang Zhiyuan suddenly called: "What's the matter with you?" Bai Yao doesn't turn on, you can't get in. โ€

"What's the matter?"

"Do you want that Qianniang's phone number, aren't you going to call over?"

"I thought about it, but it's still not necessary."

"How?"

Wang Jian was silent for a moment: "What can I count if I call?" โ€

"Hey, her sphere of influence is huge, and she can be a hegemon in Vancouver. Even the Death Hall is reluctant to provoke, such a big tree, why don't you hug it? Is that your mother? Jiang Zhiyuan chattered, quite dissatisfied: "Can you not be so childish?" โ€

Wang Jian smacked his lips: "This is really not good, you know...... What do you want me to do, I am the son of Wang Sanyi, that old lady is ten years old, and she is so excited, who is it? โ€

"I'll give you the number, it's your business whether you call or not."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Zhiyuan quickly texted Wang Jian with an unfamiliar number.

And Wang Jian looked at this number but hesitated, let's call...... In fact, it doesn't have much effect, it's nothing more than telling the old lady and the old carpenter that he has passed away, and he is doing well. Don't fight, Wang Jian always feels that after being in the family for so many years, if he doesn't give her a letter, he will not only be sorry for her, but also sorry for the old carpenter. Bi Jing, that stubborn old man, was eighty percent of the thousands, what is sorry for entering the family, Lao Tzu's debt and son have to pay o...... Otherwise, Wang Jian is in debt, and the psychological pressure is particularly great.

"What are you looking at?" Jin held a cup of mint tea next to Wang Jian: "I'm worried." โ€

Looking at Jin's expression of pretending to be a king's husband, Wang Jian really couldn't help it, but she was a person who could give ideas, so Wang Jian handed Jin the text message and carefully explained the matter to Jin.

"This o, I think you still have to make up your own mind." Jin snorted: "This is called avoiding conflicts, wanting to eat sugar and being afraid of gaining weight." This kind of thing, you have to choose it yourself, you are afraid of affecting the life of others, and you want to know what happened before. Be selfish and sensible. But if you choose to be sensible, how do you know if you are waiting for this news? So o, this one is troublesome, let's toss a coin. โ€

Jin put a coin next to Lao Wang, and then picked up the tiger: "Go, goodbye to Dad, Mom will take you to sleep." โ€

After she left, Wang Jian picked up the coin and smiled, and then threw it hard. Then the old king left it alone, took a sip of mint tea, lit a cigarette, and after taking a hard puff, he stretched out his hand and pinched the coin, and slapped it on the balcony.

Front.

Front...... Wang Jian patted his head and said to himself: "I haven't hit it head-on or not...... Again, hit the head and don't fight the ......"

Then, the coin was tossed high again, but before the coin could fall, a hand suddenly caught the coin from above, and then the great sage rolled down from the roof: "Let's go, run errands." โ€

Wang Jian raised his head and looked directly at the ugly face of the Great Sage, and was speechless for a long time...... "What are you looking at me, go O!" Work started. The Great Sage tugged at the corner of Wang Jian's clothes: "I have to protect the stain, Jiang Zhiyuan has already passed." โ€

Wang Jian couldn't cry or laugh: "You two are going, what do you want me to go?" โ€

"Go see the fun." The Great Sage waved his hand: "Don't you like to watch the excitement the most, walking." โ€

"And ...... You ......" Wang Jian pointed upwards: "The roof? โ€

"Oh, I see there's no light in your house, so I'm too lazy to knock." The Great Sage patted the ashes on his body: "It's time for you to clean up, it's all bird droppings." โ€

"Give me back a dollar." Wang Jian was really speechless, and stretched out his hand: "Return me quickly." โ€

"For a dollar, invite me to eat a fritter."

Wang Jian sighed and shook his head: "You are here, I have only seen it in my life." โ€

Jumped off the balcony with the great sage, and went straight to the jing car parked in the distance. After getting into the car, the great sage said to Wang Jian: "I have already announced in a high-profile manner that I have caught the suspicion of the suburban poisoning case, and I have also released his information. There's a good show to watch tonight. โ€

Wang Jian was also quite excited: "You guys are really bad." โ€

"Bad or not bad are two different things, it's fun." The Great Sage Yin smiled dangerously: "You have to know, I can't wait for that guy to die early and be promoted sooner, if I have the right at hand, I will kill him more than four hundred times." โ€

Wang Jian pouted: "You are a mouthpiece." โ€

"With you, there is an order from above, he cannot die. You have to know that not everyone can do a thousand in the espionage industry. "The great sage hehe Yile: "By the way, Ming Yao wears a thousand nets at night, and the international criminal jing girl is here." Don't be, a big beauty, it's too cold, and she looks arrogant. Let's get tangled and give him a dismount. โ€

"You're really family-like."

"No, it's always going to be a little fun. The most important thing is to be happy, and I'll treat you to noodles next night. โ€

Wang Jian picked his ears with his hand: "You know, from the mouth of a stout man like you, such a Hong Kong and Taiwan accent popped out, I almost vomited out what I ate when Hong Kong returned to China." That's the real heart-wrenching. โ€

"Ouch, your son's mouth is getting worse and worse."

"That's it, you don't see what I'm getting in with when I'm young." Wang Jian's expression suddenly changed, and he nodded heavily: "Cross-infection." โ€

"Sit tight, I'm going to start racing. You're wasting your time, don't go over when you don't catch up with the excitement, that's a big loss. โ€

Wang Jian silently pulled on his seat belt: "Let's start." โ€

Dasheng Yin laughed, pressed a button, and after the license plate of his car was turned over, Dasheng's accelerator slammed on the top: "Let you see Brother Bing's driving skills!" โ€