The most beautiful years to meet you [seventy-one] look at me and aim at the bullseye + be a soldier, stinky rascal!
"Focus."
Ye Hehuan listened to his unhurried and deep voice, and then looked at the target in the distance, but he couldn't calm down.
The breath is also unique to men, and it is sometimes light and sometimes heavy.
"Spread your legs a little wider and keep your feet shoulder-width apart." He said.
Ye Hehuan moved her feet, but she didn't dare to make too many movements, for fear of bumping into the man behind her, but her trembling posture led to the action of holding the gun even more stiffly, and she couldn't use it, so she could only desperately restrain her violent heartbeat.
Some moves, after the mentality changes, there is no way to face it calmly, and they also start - powerless.
âĻ Rice plant...
Yu Zhongxiao lowered his eyes, his faint gaze stayed on her snow-white neck, and the fine soft fluff behind the roots of her ears looked particularly pink after being irradiated by the afterglow of the setting sun.
The thin lace/silk organza shirt faintly reveals a cute belt, tied high buds, and the girl's youth is contaminated with a bit of exclusive women's style...... He withdrew his hand and looked back at hers: "The left upper arm is close to the side of the chest, the elbow is against the hip bone, and the forearm is approximately vertical. â
Ye Hehuan pursed his lips, and his elbows pressed below his waist, but this action didn't seem to be effective.
"Don't move your head, turn left in moderation, and your cheeks will naturally stick to the butt." The unhurried and deep voice sounded in my ears again.
"I can't use my elbows."
If she really kept shooting in this position, Ye Hehuan was even worried about whether the gun would get out of her hands, and when she didn't see Yu Zhongxiao talking, she turned her head slightly to discuss with him: "Can you change to other actions?" I watch TV, aren't those snipers shooting on one knee? There are also those lying on the ground. â
"Look at the mud under your feet before you decide if you want to kneel."
Ye Hehuan lowered her head, the ground that had rained was very muddy, thinking that there was no clean place on the body of those recruits after shooting the target just now, she immediately dispelled this mention again.
Focused on the target again.
Her fingers holding the trigger were already stiff, if Yao Lie was still guiding herself, wouldn't she be asking so much?
Thinking like this, Ye Hehuan hoped that Yao Lie would come back soon.
Yu Zhongxiao suddenly spoke: "Just now Yao Lie taught you that your body leaned forward like this?" â
"......" Ye Hehuan's patience to learn was fading, she fiddled with the gun, and replied casually: "He didn't say it, I thought it myself, it's more comfortable." â
Having said that, she still straightened her spine, recalled the essentials of Yao Lie's words, and corrected her posture.
"Let's shoot first." The man's deep, magnetic voice sounded.
"Oh." Ye Hehuan didn't look back, staring at the red bullseye intently and pulling the trigger.
"Bang-"
Ye Hehuan almost couldn't hold the gun, his hand was numb from the shock, and as for the target, it was clean and clean, without any traces of being hit.
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Off target.
Just as she was about to turn around and say that she was not playing, her back suddenly pressed against the man's hard chest, and she was shocked, even through the thick camouflage fabric, she could feel the man's steady and powerful heartbeat, her fingers involuntarily clenched the butt, and a pair of slender and good-looking hands had already held the Type 54 pistol in her hand.
Yu Zhongxiao's shoulders were broad and strong, Ye Hehuan was wrapped around his arms, and the whole person looked even more weak and petite.
She didn't dare to move.
"The knuckles of the fingers should be relaxed, the arm muscles should not be too tight, and the posture of holding the gun needs to be natural."
Ye Hehuan was like a puppet and let him fiddle with his fingers, a warm touch came from the back of his hand, the temperature on her face was getting higher and higher, and the thick calluses on the palm of his hand because of holding the gun all year round, rough but full of strength, and above his head was his deep voice: "Don't move, look ahead." â
The body clearly felt him get closer, and she was held in his arms.
Yu Zhongxiao's resolute face pressed against her cheek, the cyan of the jaw pierced her made her panic slightly, the breathing of the two was also entangled, his sturdy long legs were next to hers, her ears were burning like they were on fire, her heart was beating faster, and she subconsciously turned her head to look at him-
The face with hard lines, the expression was focused and strict, he looked ahead, and his thin lips opened lightly: "See if I can aim at the bull's-eye?" Concentrate your attention. â
Ye Hehuan's little face instantly turned red, and he turned his head back in embarrassment.
"Here we go." Before he could finish his words, the fingers that overlapped with her had already pulled the trigger.
"Bang-"
"Bang-"
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With almost no pause, he used up his remaining seven rounds, and minus her unmotivated shot, gave him a score of seventy.
Ye Hehuan's eyesight is good, and he saw only one hole in the target from afar.
When she suspected that someone was showing off, a hearty laugh came from far and near: "It seems that we are late, and everyone has already started fighting." â
Seeing the old Gao and Yao Lie walking over, before their eyes were cast, Ye Hehuan pushed away the man's arm and retreated to a safe position.
The body is free, and even the air around it is much fresher, but the heartbeat is still pounding.
"It's all over?" Yao Lie trotted over and glanced at the target in the distance: "I also told Lao Gao to clean up quickly, and I have to come back to teach you...... Hey? â
He turned his face,