"You've never been here before?"

Seeing Sun Peng's curious face and looking around, Chen Qingqing suddenly inexplicably felt a sense of superiority in his heart, and asked with a smile in his eyes. The two received two guns at the door, and after entering the training ground, Sun Peng kept looking around, looking curious about the baby, which made Chen Qingqing feel extremely funny after seeing it.

"Of course, don't forget that I'm from the Archives Center, so why am I here?"

Of course, Sun Peng didn't care about this, he didn't even look at Chen Qingqing, and replied casually. Sun Peng has also heard that the agents of the Intelligence Department and the Operations Department have fixed combat and shooting training tasks every week, but there is no such requirement for other departments other than these two violent departments, especially the purely civilian archives center, which has not been mentioned in the ministry, so although Zhilu Dao can also come over to practice, Sun Peng, who has been immersed in the archives recently, naturally does not have that time and mood.

However, Sun Peng's attitude disappointed Chen Qingqing, who had just found a little sense of superiority, and couldn't help but snort and turned his head to ignore him. Sun Peng didn't care, and carefully observed this underground shooting training ground of about 1,000 square meters.

I have to say that the shooting training ground of the Ministry of State Security surprised Sun Peng a little.

According to Sun Peng's idea, this underground shooting range has a few target positions at most, which allows the detectives to usually touch the gun, but I didn't expect to come in and take a look, and it was an eye-opener!

Eight fixed target positions, four moving target positions, and even a miniature indoor close-quarters combat simulation arena!

Although this scale is not comparable to the large training ground where the Chongshan Military Academy could even carry out sniper training, don't forget, this is the headquarters of the Ministry of National Security, and it is in the center of the capital where every inch of land is valuable! There was a shooting training ground of such a scale under the National Security Headquarters, which was enough to make Sun Peng stunned.

Although the Ministry of State Security is one of the powerful organs in Xinxia Guoming, according to the estimates of many "professionals" in the outside world, the total number of people in this organization will definitely not be less than 30,000, but this huge number of people will be distributed in all regions of the country after all, and the Beijing National Security Headquarters is not too much, as far as Sun Peng knows, it should not exceed 2,000 people.

No matter how strong the Ministry of State Security of the New Xia Kingdom is, it is not an army after all, and it seems to be very different from the Ministry of State Security on the earth in the previous life, their task is to deal with domestic affairs very purely, including all kinds of particularly major cases, some cases that violate common sense, counter-espionage and anti-terrorism cases, the role is relatively simple, and the scale is not particularly large. In fact, the area of the national security headquarters is not too large, and the total number of people is only 1,000, more than half of whom are civilian personnel, and only two of the intelligence and operations departments are located here, and most of the other personnel are distributed in the bases on the outskirts of the capital.

"The place is not small, and the facilities are complete enough!"

After scanning several laps, Sun Peng couldn't help but sigh in a low voice.

"That's it!"

Chen Qingqing's spirit immediately came up again, and he smiled a little proudly: "All agents of the intelligence department must ensure 50 rounds of live firing training every week when they have no tasks, and the operations department must ensure more than 100 rounds!" Some training maniacs, the number is several times more than the number of maniacs, how can you do it if you don't have enough space? ”

Hearing Chen Qingqing's explanation, Sun Peng secretly smacked his tongue again.

Sun Peng knows very well that the price of bullets seems to be low, but it burns money very much if you fight too much! When he was in the military academy, even if he had Liao Ting's instructor with great authority to take care of him, it was impossible for Sun Peng to supply bullets openly when he was learning to shoot, although he could practice twice a week, and each time he fired hundreds of ten bullets, but it was Liao Ting's black-faced god who quietly stuffed two packs of good cigarettes into the guards of the shooting range, or brought some good things, but I didn't expect that the supply was open here, I am not afraid that you will fight more, but I am afraid that you will not fight enough!

"Bang!"

"Bang!" ……

Perhaps because he had already left work, the shooting training ground here was very deserted, and there was only one moving target position, where there was a rhythmic sound of gunfire, which was particularly clear and pleasant in the huge open field.

"Well, I met a master!"

Because it was very quiet, Sun Peng naturally quickly noticed the only person who was practicing the gun, and after only hearing a few gunshots, he immediately turned his head to look at the moving target. Just as far as his eyes could see, a relatively short, but stocky-looking figure was shooting, and from a distance, the fire from the muzzle of the gun flashed in Sun Peng's eyes like fireworks.

After practicing with Liao Ting for four years, he had to shoot 200 rounds of ammunition every week, and Sun Peng, who was relatively talented in this regard, in addition to his good marksmanship, had already practiced a pair of extremely sensitive ears, which could be heard naturally as soon as he heard it, and this seemingly random gunfire actually maintained a very comfortable rhythm!

Yes, rhythm.

This person seemed to be shooting very casually, and the interval between each gunshot was different, but Sun Peng could hear that each gunshot sounded very calmly and comfortably, just like playing an elegant and soothing serenade, which made him, a person who really knows how to shoot a gun, feel very comfortable......

"What are you looking at?"

Just when Sun Peng was secretly admiring, Chen Qingqing found that he had been staring in one direction, and immediately asked with some curiosity. Although he is also one of the better newcomers in the Operations Department, and his shooting level is also quite good, Chen Qingqing is obviously much worse than a real master, at least she can't hear the shooter's level from this gunfire now.

"Oh, nothing."

Glancing at the short and stocky back again, Sun Peng smiled slightly and stopped paying attention to others.

Just like a car, there are few men who don't like guns, and Sun Peng is no exception, otherwise he wouldn't have practiced marksmanship in just a few years under the training of Liao Ting, an absolute master, to the extent that the instructor is willing to bow down.

However, after only three years, Sun Peng did it.

Of course, Sun Peng's ability to practice to this point is mainly due to his personal super vision, absolutely strong arm strength and super big heart, but it is undeniable that that period of time also played a key role in the shooting fanaticism and day and night thinking!

However, after that period of fanaticism, for now, Sun Peng is just staying in love.

At least after stepping into this training ground, Sun Peng was only a little eager to try because he hadn't touched a gun for two or three months, but he didn't have the slightest intention of going over to compete with that master. After all, he has no interest in competing with others on this, at most he just enjoys it from the sidelines.

"Come on, let's play two rounds!"

After touching the gun, Chen Qingqing's violent factor, which was different from ordinary girls, suddenly rushed up, pulled Sun Peng and said excitedly: "Do you want to hit a fixed target or a mobile target?" ”

"Whatever."

Sun Peng really didn't care, shrugged his shoulders and smiled.

"Then hit the fixed target first, and then hit the moving target!"

Obviously, Chen Qingqing wanted to have a good time today, and immediately said with a smile: "Twenty rounds of ammunition per person per target position, a total of forty rounds, if you lose, please have dinner tonight, how about it?" ”

Looking at Chen Qingqing's excited face, Sun Peng suddenly smiled dumbly.

Sun Peng now finally understands what this girl is doing, she obviously has a lot of female friends, but she still likes to mix with herself, this is a tomboy dressed in a beautiful woman's clothes! It is conceivable that it is precisely because Sun Peng has no extra thoughts about Chen Qingqing, who has outstanding appearance, that the girl has a very good impression of him, and soon became a good friend.

However, Sun Peng didn't want to bully the little girl, he shook his head with a smile and said, "I don't want to make this kind of bet with you, an agent from the Operations Division...... It's been a long time since I've shot a gun, so I'll practice it today. ”

Although he felt that Sun Peng was a little bored, Chen Qingqing also felt that he was a bit of a bully, tilted his head and thought for a while before nodding and said, "Yes, then you practice two rounds first and find out how you feel." ”

After speaking, Chen Qingqing couldn't wait to pick up the pistol, put on earmuffs, and enjoyed himself.

"Bang!"

"Bang!" ……

That is, in a few seconds, Chen Qingqing's side banged. You don't need to look at the results, just listen to the voice, Sun Peng will know that Chen Qingqing's shooting level is not bad, and he has begun to feel a little bit of the way.

Sun Peng's hand couldn't help but itch.

Walking to the target position separated from Chen Qingqing, Sun Peng did not wear earmuffs, directly pulled out the pistol he had just received, and after carefully checking and calibrating, a very familiar but long-lost feeling immediately came to his heart!

Reload, load, raise your arm, shoot!

Everything was as natural as breathing, and the Guoan standard pistol, which had a loading capacity of up to 20 rounds, emitted a series of extremely cheerful chirps, and it was instantly clean!

After firing twenty bullets in one go, Sun Peng exhaled heavily, and his whole body felt refreshed. Sure enough, after not touching a gun for a long time, it's quite enjoyable to come and play with it by chance.

"Are you practicing your gun?"

Just when Sun Peng was about to change the magazine and do another round, a low and hoarse voice suddenly came from behind him