If you compare the .5oae pistol bullet and the most widely used nine-millimeter Balabrum together, it is like a tall and strong man and an eight-year-old boy standing together, such a huge bullet, the kinetic energy and the resulting recoil are naturally imaginable, even junior military enthusiasts understand that the awesome Desert Eagle is only suitable for shooting ranges and shooting clubs, and any idea of using it as a weapon of self-defense is extremely stupid.

The armorer crossed his arms and squinted at Liu Ziguang, if this new rookie was a smart person, he would never choose the Desert Eagle, but a g1ock or sIg series, which was the weapon that a qualified agent should choose.

But Liu Ziguang actually picked up this Desert Eagle, he was only one meter seventy-six tall, and his palm was not enough to fully hold the huge handle of the Desert Eagle, but he really picked it up, and he had a eager expression.

Even Zhao Hui, who had read Liu Ziguang's file, was a little surprised, to be honest, the Desert Eagle was indeed not a suitable weapon, whether it was offensive or self-defense, this kind of pistol was thick and clumsy, with a bullet capacity of only seven, in a sudden close combat, it was far less fierce than a G17 firepower loaded with 17 bullets, and the advantages of great power and excellent accuracy were completely offset in the face of disadvantages. In particular, this .5O caliber big guy has a great muzzle flame in a dark environment, and it will stay in the shooter's retina for a short time after shooting, resulting in a short period of blindness.

But Zhao Hui did not dissuade Liu Ziguang, he also looked at Liu Ziguang with a smile on his arms, rookies are not welcome in Yongchang trade, if this new Ding is not as divine as what he wrote in his file, it is better to return it to the original army as soon as possible.

The armorer gave Liu Ziguang an indoor moving target, which is the kind of shooting range that simulates the streets and alleys, and from time to time one or more human-shaped paper targets will jump out, and the shooter must judge whether it is threatening according to the image on the target in the shortest possible time, and then choose whether to shoot or not, and the record holder of this shooting practice is Zhao Hui, who is also here.

"Get a few more bullets." Liu Ziguang gently tapped the platform in front of the armorer with his fingers, and the armorer took out five more magazines from behind him angrily, and maliciously did not give Liu Ziguang any carrying tools.

Liu Ziguang was also bare-chested, inserted five magazines one by one into his trouser belt, walked into the shooting range with a pistol in his right hand, and the armorer smiled sinisterly, and quietly lowered the lighting in the shooting range by 50,000 lumens.

The room suddenly darkened, like the darkness of dusk, and the shooting range imitated a standard Chinese street, lined with shops and houses, as well as clothes to dry, advertising signs, etc., as well as the sound of buses arriving at the station, the roar of motorcycles, the sound of pedestrians walking and talking, and the sound of street hawkers.

Liu Ziguang stood at the entrance, said that the preparations were finished, the armorer pressed the switch, and a paper target suddenly jumped out on the second-floor balcony on the side of the laneway.

"Stop!" The armorer jumped out of the control room in a rage and shouted: "What if you shoot without seeing clearly, what if you hurt the innocent!" ”

Liu Ziguang shrugged: "The barrel in the target's hand is so long, it's hard to see it, do you want to wait for him to jump out completely before I shoot?" ”

On the balcony on the second floor, on the paper target with its head smashed, the silhouette of the barrel of an M16 rifle was particularly obvious in the dark, and the armorer was so blocked that he couldn't speak, and stomped his feet and went back.

Liu Ziguang continued to walk forward, as if deliberately retaliating against him, on the streets on both sides, on the road in front, and even in the underground manholes, the targets kept jumping out, the speed was overwhelming, and the armorer and Zhao Hui were far away only to hear the dull sound of gunfire in the shooting range, and the light of the muzzle flame flashed non-stop.

"This kid, use the sand eagle as an automatic pistol." The armorer exclaimed.

Zhao Hui shrugged and didn't say anything.

Five minutes later, Liu Ziguang came out of the shooting range, the sand eagle in his hand was still smoking, the five magazines on his waist were all gone, and the armorer called up the results to see that twenty-five paper targets, of which seventeen hostile targets, were all shot in critical positions, and they were double consecutive hits, this result has broken the shooting practice record of Yongchang trade.

The army only respects the strong, and the armoryman, whose face was more ugly than a bitter gourd just now, has changed into a warm smile, stretched out his hand and said, "Wen Xiao Donkey, just call me Little Donkey." ”

Liu Ziguang also shook hands with him with a smile: "Liu Ziguang, newcomer, take care of me." ”

Wen Xiaodonkey was suddenly surprised: "Oh, you can still hear it." ”

Liu Ziguang took out two .22 caliber warheads from his ears and said, "I have earplugs." ”

Wen Xiaodonkey couldn't help but be embarrassed, he deliberately didn't give Liu Ziguang earmuffs just now, but he didn't expect this trick a long time ago, and he didn't know when he stole two bullets from his cabinet, and he didn't even notice it.

"The little donkey is our master of changing guns, what kind of guy do you like to use, go back and let him pick a good one for you, right, little donkey." Zhao Hui looked at the two and smiled.

"Definitely, you're the second person I've ever seen who can beat Sand Eagle so well." Wen Xiaodonkey said sincerely.

"Who's the first one?" Liu Ziguang asked.

"Lao Zhao, our fast gun king, but as soon as you come, he will let Xian." Wen Xiaodonkey laughed.

"I don't count it, I use a caliber of 357, besides, this thing is just playing in the shooting range, and I don't dare to entrust my life to it in actual combat." Zhao Hui took the sand eagle in Liu Ziguang's hand, opened the chamber of the gun and cleared the last bullet, and then handed the gun to Wen Xiaodonkey, and Wen Xiaodonkey still opened the chamber of the gun to check whether there were bullets again, the best gunman is always like this, even if others have tested the gun a hundred times, they still have to check it in their own hands, otherwise there will always be a pimple in their hearts.

This palindrome really believes in what Liu Ziguang said, "It's all right", the most difficult sand eagle is like playing in his hands, and other firearms don't need to be tried, of course, the procedure always has to go, as an important part of training, shooting training is essential.

Wen Xiaolu took out a large number of weapons, from the old-fashioned British-made Enfield No. 4 rifle to the latest XM8 light automatic rifle jointly produced by General Dynamics' European Ground Combat Systems Branch and HK, ammunition of various calibers was dragged out in boxes, as well as grenades, grenades, guns and rockets of various standards, it can be said that weapons from all over the world in the past hundred years can be experienced here.

Looking at the stunned Liu Ziguang, Wen Xiaodonkey was obviously very proud, he hugged his arms and said: "This is just the first lesson, and I will let you play with the 14.5mm quadruple anti-aircraft machine gun." ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Hui chuckled lightly on the side: "Little donkey, Liu Ziguang used to be in the anti-aircraft artillery battalion, and he is more familiar with this thing than you." ”

Wen Xiaodonkey was a little embarrassed, but quickly straightened his chest and shouted: "He hasn't played with the 76mm ship-borne gun." ”

Liu Ziguang Waterfall Khan, even the naval artillery has to be learned, what is here.

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The food in the training center is very good, using the buffet situation, Sichuan cuisine, Hunan cuisine, Shandong cuisine, Cantonese cuisine, French cuisine, Italian cuisine, Japanese cuisine, Western pastries, all kinds of fruits, ice cream, tea and drinks, all kinds of foreign wine, liquor, free to use, the restaurant layout is very warm, you can also see the students of the training base here, everyone is sitting at their respective tables eating, not saying hello to each other, just nodding slightly when passing by.

Liu Ziguang and Zhao Hui sat together, fiddling with the roast beef shoulder meat on the plate, and asked him in a low voice: "These are all people from the company?" ”

Zhao Hui replied vaguely: "Probably." ”

Liu Ziguang suddenly realized that he was only an "intern employee" now, and he shouldn't ask about things he shouldn't know, so he didn't say anything anymore and lowered his head to eat.

The accommodation conditions at night are also very good, everyone has a single room, the central air conditioning is very strong, there are LCD TVs and computers, but there is no Internet access, open the wardrobe, the shelves are actually full of clothes, drawers are unopened shirts, underwear, socks, etc., this time Liu Ziguang did not make a fuss, but took out a set of black night dresses and tried it, it was quite fitting, it was simply tailor-made for himself.

In addition, there are a set of dark and light-colored suits, a set of army uniforms, a set of physical training uniforms, a set of camouflage training uniforms, shiny dress leather shoes and military regular black leather shoes, sports shoes, and combat boots placed at the bottom of the wardrobe, and even belts and ties are ready-made.

With a hint of excitement and a hint of trepidation, Liu Ziguang fell asleep, he didn't sleep well, because he was worried that someone would assess himself in the way of a night attack, but what disappointed him was that except for the fireflies outside the window, no one disturbed his sleep all night.

The next day, Zhao Hui, dressed in a training uniform, came to knock on the door, and today's training arrangement is the training of ground support weapons, including bazookas, recoilless guns, mortars, large-caliber machine guns, directional mines, and plastic explosives.

The form of teaching is one-on-one, a crepe lieutenant colonel instructor teaches Liu Ziguang how to use detonators and explosives, how to plant bombs in cars, how to plant mines, how to use easily available civilian materials to make improvised bombs, the colonel speaks in simple terms, Liu Ziguang listens to sweating, these are all murderous stunts, the lieutenant colonel is actually plain as if teaching primary school students a handicraft class.

Liu Ziguang is very dedicated, very serious, all the subjects, the instructor does not need to talk about the second time, this meticulous lieutenant colonel even said to others in private: This young man is the best student I have ever taken!

The next course is to learn to drive various vehicles, such as motorcycles, cars, trucks, buses, armored vehicles, tanks, speedboats, pleasure boats, helicopters, small airplanes, hot air balloons, etc.

Liu Ziguang is very familiar with these things, and in fact, his driving level is a little better than the instructor sent to teach him, so the class time in this area is the same as the shooting class, which can greatly reduce the training time.

The most difficult course is still to come, to learn a few commonly used foreign languages in the shortest possible time, and to speak without an accent, Liu Ziguang finally showed his timidity, in addition to English can also have a simple conversation, Japanese, French, Arabic or something, it's just this ear in, that ear out, no matter how you learn it, you can't learn it.

Zhao Hui joked with him: "It turns out that you are not proficient in all kinds of demons, but it is okay, if you can really speak authentic Brookley English or Japanese with an Osaka accent, I really doubt that you have received any special training before." ”

Liu Ziguang pretended to be helpless and said: "No one is perfect." "I really can't say the Brooklyn accent in my heart, and I can still say the authentic Oxford accent.

But he knew that proper concealment of strength was a sign of wisdom.