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Fei Lun didn't care about the stunned people, took out his wallet, pulled out fifteen thousand from it, and gently rested it on the edge of the ring: "Oh, this is the money to pay for sandbags!" ”

Ji Mozhi, the calmest and most rational of the Flying Tigers, was the first to come back to his senses and said, "Fei SIR, this is ...... More money! ”

Fei Lun spread his hands and smiled: "I have kicked one of this special sandbag before, the price is less than 10,000 yuan, and if you have more money, please invite the brothers to afternoon tea!" ”

As soon as these words came out, almost all the flying tigers cheered. Ji Mozhi didn't cheer, he looked at Fei Lun with deep awe in his eyes, because of the fierce force of kicking the sandbag, Fei Lun's face didn't turn red from beginning to end, what does this mean? It shows that Fei Lun didn't use his full strength at all!

What is Pheren's real strength, or real leg strength? Ji Mozhi couldn't guess, but he felt that it must be very terrifying. In the past, those fighting masters or champions in the police force were simply inferior in front of Fei Lun.

Fortunately, at this time, Li Feng arrived and interrupted Ji Mozhi's thoughts: "This, what's going on with this sandbag?" ”

Gu Hou Yi, who was closest to Li Feng among the team members, hurriedly explained. Li Feng was a little dumbfounded after hearing this, and his eyes widened at Fei Lun.

FEI LUN LOOKED AT THE TABLE WITH A SMILE AND SAID, "LI SIR, ISN'T IT TIME TO GO TO WORK?" ”

"Oh, yes, yes!"

After assembling the team, the Flying Tiger A team began their free time training for another day. Fortunately, it has always been like this when there is no mission, and everyone is used to it. However, before today's indoor assault training, Li Feng deliberately gave up the time for routine explanation (emphasis) of tactics to Fei Lun to explain the knowledge of throwing guns.

Pheren was not pretentious, and explained Newton's laws of inertia and Bernoulli's principle in a vernacular that the team members could understand, and drew a detailed diagram of the principle of throwing a gun on the whiteboard. When he presented the answer of eight meters per second in front of the flying tigers, many people found it unbelievable.

Ji Mozhi, who has a high IQ and education, was the first to ask: "Fei SIR, is the speed of eight meters per second too low?" You seem to be very fast at throwing your gun in the Guangjing Street robbery! ”

"Low?! I don't think any of you can achieve that kind of elbow speed, and even if you do, it will take a long and arduous training process to hit the target with a turning bullet. Feron sneered, "As for you saying that my elbow swing speed in the image is fast, that's normal, because I was using an AK at the time, and in order to make a corresponding arc trajectory, the speed of the hand swing must also be accelerated, in short, the lower the muzzle velocity, the easier it is to make an arc, which is determined by the law of inertia." ”

At this time, Gu Hou Yi raised his hand again and said, "Fei SIR, can you show us how to throw a gun?" ”

"Of course there is no problem!" Faren said indifferently, "But I need two Sevens and a flashbang bomb." ”

Soon, a member of the team handed over his weapons and equipment, and Li Fengqi said: "Aaron, most of our assaults use long guns, what do you want short guns for?" ”

Taking Glock and flashbangs, Faeron sneered: "Of course it's an indoor assault, you don't have to follow me, just watch the big screen!" ”

Everyone was stunned. Faeron walked straight out of the combat deployment room, and appeared on the monitor in a short time.

"Damn, Fei SIR actually went to the ninth training room!"

"Isn't it? Is he going to fight one against nine? ”

"Read on and you'll see."

The team members talked for a while. You must know that the ninth training room is the most difficult training room, not only has many indoor compartments and a large area, but the most important thing is that there will be nine to twelve bandit models in it, and I don't know that room nine and a few hostages were arranged by those people in the instrument department today.

The Flying Tigers' assault requirement is to control within six seconds, otherwise it will be regarded as a failure, and I don't know how many seconds Fei Lun will use, Li Feng is looking forward to it.

Wearing goggles, Pheren came to the door, listened attentively, and then buckled the earmuffs, ripped off the safety bolt of the flashing shock, and delayed for a moment before throwing it through the window. Then, without hurrying, Fei Lun pulled out the two guns stuck in his waist with both hands, and at the same time as he turned on the bolt safety, the flash shock grenade thrown into the room also rang out. He kicked the door and slammed it, and the cat scurried in.

At the same time, the word 12.4 was typed in the upper left corner of the monitoring screen, and the Flying Tigers exclaimed again after seeing it.

"Isn't it? Four hostages? ”

"Wow, the highest difficulty!"

"Twelve bandits are mixed with four hostages, and if you are not careful, you will be injured by mistake!"

With such a high difficulty, it is usually difficult for the whole team to rush in without making mistakes, let alone Fei Lun alone. As they were buzzing, 12.4 in the upper left corner of the monitor screen began to change, twelve instantly reduced to ten, and 4 of the hostages represented after the decimal point began to faintly jump in seconds.

It has to be said that the number 4 will only jump for six seconds, which is the effect time of the flash shock grenade, once it passes, it means that the raid has failed, and the hostage casualties are difficult to avoid.

Seeing that the number 4 had just disappeared, and before it even lit up, the number of bandits had changed from 12 to 10, and they were shocked, and they didn't dare to be distracted to look at the numbers in the upper left corner, but focused their attention on the screen.

When Pheren entered the door, he didn't even look at it, but opened his hands in a straight line, and fired two shots to the left and right. Glock is an automatic pistol, once the trigger is pressed and not released, the bullets will be fired in bursts, but in Faeron's hands, at this critical moment, Leng is not wasted a shot or bullet, two bandit models by the door, no more, no less, one person was shot twice, one shot in the eyebrows and one in the heart.

And firing these four shots took less than half a second for Feron. Then, he leaped forward and fired six more shots as he spun around. Four of the six shots turned out in a strange arc, accurately hitting the two bandit models hidden behind the baffle, still one in the heart and one in the heart. The remaining two shots accurately hit a model of a gun-wielding bandit on a couch in the front hall.

When Faeron turned in the air and pressed his back to the partition, the number 4 in the upper left corner of the surveillance screen had just lit up. When Li Feng saw this scene, he was stunned again.

The partition can't stop the bullet, although the effect of the flash shock bomb is still there, but there are strange bandits who can resist the effect of the flash shock a little bit in the actual combat and shoot indiscriminately, so Fei Lun flashed back to the partition in less than a third of the second, and also removed the ear cups, and cast the throwing gun again in the rapid movement.

In fact, if it is a real battle, in this kind of relatively closed and quiet space of less than 100 square meters, with Fei Lun's hearing, he can completely judge the location of the bandits by the sound of breathing, and with the technique of throwing the gun, he can even kill all the bandits without moving. However, now that it was realistic training, the model was not breathing, so he had to move constantly, disturb the air that originally flowed regularly, and perceive the micro-electricity generated by the small friction between the air flow and the edge of the model with a more keen perception than the gray trilodon, so as to quickly determine the general outline and position of the model.

The models in the lying position, kneeling position, sitting position, and even the surrender posture were not dealt with first, but the models with an arrogant standing posture and a gun-holding posture were disposed of one by one.

In less than two seconds, Pheren had killed eight of the bandits without missing a single miss. However, it was a little more difficult to do the next, because Faeron could no longer rely on micro-electric perception to tell which model was a bandit and which was a hostage, and he had to see through Guò, so his movements were more rapid and ghostly.

In the training room of more than 90 square meters, there are seven or eight cubicles, except for the hall here, the models of bandits and hostages are scattered everywhere, and the whole team rushes in to search, but if it is only one person, I am afraid that it will take more than six seconds to search the entire room. Fortunately, the short-distance micro-electric induction that Fei Lun Tong had only recovered from his cultivation was not completely unhelpful, and it could at least help Fei Lun determine which compartment had a model and which compartment did not have a model.

Faren clearly felt that there were eight models left, and they were in three rooms, the only thing to be thankful for was that two of them were right opposite the door, and they were very close to the entrance of the hallway where he was at this time.

Feron moved over at great speed, kicking two doors with his feet in a straight line.

"Bang bang!"

The two doors that were just hidden were shattered, and Faeron's gaze swept over the two rooms, and then he did not hesitate, his hands were raised, and before he could straighten out, he threw six shots in a row, and rushed to the last room at the end of the corridor, and at this time the number 4 had just disappeared for the third time.

"Bang!"

Fei Lun kicked and smashed the door of the last room with the model, his eyes were divided between friend and foe in a fraction of a second, and then two more shots were fired, making the last model of the bandit have two more bullet holes, one eyebrow and one heart.

In the combat deployment room, the value in the upper left corner of the screen changed to 0.4, and a flashing value appeared in the upper right corner - 2.9, which means that it took only 2.9 seconds for Faeron to kill all the bandits from entering the house to killing all the bandits.

"Wow, Fei SIR is better than Rambo!"

"Less than three seconds? There's nothing wrong with the timer, right? ”

"O God-man!"

Li Feng's eyes were full of shock, and he walked to the control station and pressed the replay button. Sure enough, the video of Faeron from entering the house to killing the last bandit was only 2.9 seconds.

"I said, why are you all stunned?" At this time, Fei Lun appeared at the door, "Don't train anymore?" ”

Before the words fell, a group of flying tigers surrounded Fei Lun and began to talk about apprenticeship.

"FEI SIR, TAKE ME AS AN APPRENTICE!"

"Take me and take me, Master Fei, take me!"

"Master, you must accept me."

At this time, Li Feng came back to his senses and hurriedly shouted: "What are you doing?" Hurry up and get your gear ready for today's assault training in five minutes! ”

The team members did not dare to disobey because of the tiger power of Li Feng, and dispersed in a hurry.

"Aaron, after seeing your demonstration, don't talk about them, even I want to worship you as a teacher." Li Feng half-jokingly.

"What teacher? Let's talk to each other! Fei Lun waved his hand and said, "Throwing a gun is easy to learn and difficult to master, the foundation is still the strength of the wrist, elbow and arm, before the strength of the hand is not practiced, don't try to throw the gun lightly, otherwise you will hurt the tendons, I'm afraid even the police won't have to do it." ”

"If it really hurts my hand, I'll go to a civilian job!" Li Feng was a little disregardful.

Fei Lun slapped Li Feng's chest with his fist and said, "Okay, it's not that exaggerated, I'll build a few small things for you to give to the Flying Tigers, according to what I taught, as long as the potential is not too bad, the arm strength of the players of Team A should be able to reach the standard of throwing guns!" ”

Li Feng was surprised: "There is such a thing? ”

"Yes, but when something arrives with you, it is strictly forbidden to spread it." Fei Lun said solemnly, "As for imitation, as long as you can imitate it, I have nothing to say." ”

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