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This speed is already a matter of physical talent, and it cannot be compensated for by accurate reflexes and marksmanship.

After that, Su Ming's performance naturally plummeted, even if he was overwhelmed, he missed it repeatedly, the sound of banging guns resounded in the shooting range, beads of sweat slowly appeared on Su Ming's forehead, and he gradually began to become serious, but no matter how skillful he was in changing the magazine, he still had time, so he couldn't concentrate all the targets at all.

Of course, if there are two guns, that's a different story.

In the end, Su Ming emptied ten magazines, put down the gun, and the test ended.

The door opened, and a bright light shone in from behind him, and Su Ming turned around, feeling a little dazzling.

The instructor stood in the doorway, his face approving, and he held out his hands to applaud.

Syllable.

Bang Bang -

"Very good, you are so good that you don't even take my training, I think Sencott made a wrong decision to put you with me, you can go and learn more exquisite skills." The instructor walked up to Su Ming, patted Su Ming on the shoulder, and motioned for him to go with him.

Su Ming followed the instructor out of the shooting range, and the people outside had finished the training of gun assembly at this moment and began to practice shooting at the fixed target.

Su Ming looked to the left, one of them was particularly outstanding, although the technique of firing the gun and changing the magazine was not very fast, but it was a standard, at first glance, it was someone who had been trained, and this person was Alice.

"Where am I going now?"

Su Ming asked the instructor.

The instructor glanced at Su Ming, and kept at his feet: "Go to Sencott, I will let him know that you are a very talented person, if you can successfully learn that skill, you will definitely be able to become a person who surpasses Sencott." ”

Virtuosity?

Hearing this word, Su Ming seemed to know something, if he guessed correctly, the "exquisite skill" in the other party's mouth was the skill that Su Ming had already mastered.

After a long walk, sitting on the disc on the upper floor, they came to a new space, and the dozen or so people who had been selected were now pulling ligaments, and everyone looked quite painful.

"Hold it down! Don't get up! Sencott shouted coldly at a man, then pressed the other man's back, and threatened, "If you are still as stiff as an iron plate, then I will sit on it directly." ”

The young man looked up at the sturdy Sencott, gritted his teeth, and pressed his body down, although it was a little painful to compress the ligament, but if he was sat by this black instructor, he was afraid that his thigh would be broken, and under the trade-off, a wise person would naturally choose the former.

Sencott noticed the instructor who came in, his brows twisted slightly, and Su Ming could even imagine the puzzled look in the other party's sunglasses.

Senkot left his post for the time being and walked towards Su Ming and the others.

"Why are you here?"

"Sencott, I think you've missed a good seedling." The instructor glanced at Su Ming as he spoke.

Sencott also turned his head to look at Su Ming, Su Ming's white hair was very conspicuous, he naturally remembered it very clearly, and it took him a long time to confirm the other party's foundation at that time, but after several weighing, he still decided to classify this white-haired boy into the pistol category.

"What's wrong?" Sencott asked.

Su Ming's instructor showed a big grin, and then pushed Su Ming out and said, "Show your hands to Senkot." ”

Su Ming was pushed, feeling a little unhappy, he felt like a recruit.

However, Su Ming's face was expressionless, and he casually took the gun handed over by the instructor, and asked rhetorically, "What should I do now?" ”

"It's easy, just shoot at me."

Sencott smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

Su Ming frowned, his handsome face showed a puzzled expression, he took out the magazine and looked at it, and when he saw the strange-shaped bullet, he seemed to understand something, so the corners of his mouth hooked an imperceptible arc: "Whoever shoots the other party first will win?" ”

"Yes."

"Okay, let's get started."

Su Ming and Sencott walked to an open area, and then the two stood fifty meters apart.

Sencott stood there with his gun in both hands, and after he restrained his smile, Su Ming felt as if the other party had become an inanimate object, and the only aura emanating from his body was similar to cold metal, like a robot.

"Are you ready?" Sencott asked coldly with an expressionless face, his voice as cold as steel.

Su Ming looked at the pistol in his hand and shook his head: "It's not fair, you have two guns, and I only have one." ”

"Are you sure you want to use two guns?" Sencott asked again.

You know, the use of two guns is not as good as imagined, people always have a dominant hand, and it is impossible for ordinary people to use two hands at all, at most it is to shoot with the right hand, and then turn your attention to the left hand to shoot again, so that the hand that is not the dominant hand will decline whether it is accuracy or something else.

With the same firing frequency, the double gun is obviously weaker than the single-handed gun.

And if you take into account the recoil, the strength of the guns in both hands has to be discounted again.

Did the white-haired boy in front of him see that he was using two guns, so he also wanted to try it?

Thinking of this, Sencott opened his mouth to persuade: "I have been professionally trained, and the combat effectiveness of ordinary people with a two-handed gun will never be stronger than that of a single-handed gun. ”

"No, I just need two guns." Su Ming insisted.

Sencott frowned: "Okay, since you're trying to be fair, then I'm just going to use a gun, so it's always okay, right?" ”

Although Sencott knew that he couldn't use his strongest combat without two guns, he believed that he could still cover it with one hand.

But Su Ming didn't appreciate it: "No, no, no, you still use two guns, I don't care, but please be sure to give me two guns." ”

"Okay"

Sencott nodded a little helplessly, although it was impossible to measure the true strength of this white-haired young man, but it could also be seen that Sencott didn't want to waste too much time, so he agreed.

The instructor stepped forward with a gun and asked Su Ming, "Are you sure you want it?" ”

"I'm sure." Su Ming replied in the affirmative, and he was also a little impatient.

"Not reckless?" The instructor still wanted to persuade him again, after all, if Su Ming's performance was not good, he would be a little faceless as a recommender.

"Nothing." Su Ming sighed.

The instructor handed Su Ming a gun, his face changed slightly, and he was obviously not very optimistic about Su Ming.

Su Ming weighed the two guns in his hands to familiarize himself with the weight.

"It feels okay, it's a bit heavy, but it only takes a while to get used to." Su Ming muttered to himself, then moved his wrist and nodded to Sencott in the distance: "Let's start." ”

As soon as the words fell, Sencott raised his hand and shot over!

A gunshot rang out, and the bullet flew out of the chamber and shot at Su Ming, and in an instant, Su Ming's body suddenly collapsed as if it had no bones, and dodged the bullet at the last moment, and before his body could completely soften, he bounced up like a puppet with a spring, and stood up in a strange posture.

"Silk-" The instructor who was watching the battle gasped and lit up, and the light in his eyes slowly lit up.

Sencott's first shot was very destructive, swift and accurate, and it was unexpected at the beginning of the game, which he himself knew very well, but this guy named Su Ming was really able to dodge it easily, and he had to be praised for it.

"It's kind of interesting." The instructor sighed, thinking that he might have found a terrible seedling.

And in the venue, Su Ming also moved!

He swooped down against the ground, and shot forward with his right hand.

Sencott didn't move, and the bullet grazed three centimeters from his shoulder.

Although this white-haired man has a strange body, he doesn't seem to be able to shoot accurately, Sencott silently made a judgment in his heart.

And Su Ming also made a measure of Sencott in his heart: his eyes are very sharp, even if the bullet is only one centimeter away from him, he will not make meaningless dodge moves, and the opponent is very strong! In this battle, you can't use induction techniques, it will be a collision of hard power against hard power, and resourcefulness will not play the slightest role in this battle.

Su Ming took turns shooting with both hands, aiming at the opponent's knees, elbows, waists, and ankles.

According to his judgment, this special bullet only needs to hit the opponent to make it instantly ineffective, so it is okay not to aim at the vital point, just limit the opponent's movement, and then hit the opponent without dodging.

And the fastest way to do this is to hit the joints!

Sencott twisted his body at the speed of a few pieces, quickly twisted his joints in the order of Su Ming's aiming position, and dodged the bullets one by one.

"Very good judgment."

Praise Su Ming loudly, in fact, at this moment, Su Ming has already reached the standard, he knows that it is more than enough for the other party to accept his own training.

However, Sencott did not intend to end the fight, he wanted to see how many pounds and taels this hidden young man had. The next battle was only out of his personal will, and for some reason, as the strongest soldier king, his fighting spirit was burning.

"Come on! Let me see how capable you are! ”

"Okay." Su Ming shot at Sencott like a bow and arrow, and then he stepped on the ground, all the strength in his body was concentrated on his feet, and the whole person bounced up as if he was equipped with a machine spring, he shot in the air, and raised his knees, and attacked the opponent's face door hard.

The corners of Sencott's mouth curled upward, revealing a smug sneer.

Hit the trick!

Sencott is known as the king of soldiers, but not because of his military achievements.

It's not because he's called the king of soldiers, so he's strong, but because he's strong, he's called the king of soldiers!

It stands to reason that the trajectory of the opponent's bullets sealed all the meaning of the direction of his dodge, and there was no way back, and the opponent only needed one more bullet to subdue him.

But ^ dual guns aren't just for shooting! Can also be used to block!

Sencott raised the double guns that he was holding tightly in his hands, and then raised them like lightning, the body of the guns directly blocked the bullets fired by Su Ming, and the thick and flexible twisting would even make the naked eye see the afterimage, if he didn't see it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe that such a strong arm could twist so flexibly and quickly.

Then the strong and powerful right foot kicked up violently and attacked Su Ming's lower abdomen.

Knees or feet, which is longer?

Naturally, it's the feet!

Before Su Ming's knee hit Sencott's face, his lower abdomen was kicked by the other party, and then Su Ming flew out like a short-roped kite, falling miserably to the ground, his flesh colliding with the ground, making a dull sound.

"It hurts!" Su Ming sighed, and just landed without the slightest hesitation, and rolled directly on the spot.

Then his tumbling trajectory was all covered by Sencott's bullets, and if Su Ming's reaction was a beat slower, then he would have been defeated.

Su Ming rolled three times and then his waist was forced, and a carp bounced off the ground, and then his body flashed back and forth like a ghost, quickly widening the distance while dodging the other party, intending to regroup.

And Su Ming's originally calm eyes also ignited fighting spirit.

The moment he saw Sencott parrying bullets with the barrel of his gun, he had already confirmed his guess.

The skill taught by Sencott is the art of gun fighting!

Interesting, I don't know which one of your spear fighting skills or my gun fighting skills will be more powerful, the corners of Su Ming's mouth were crooked and raised, and his body exuded an unprecedented fierce aura. Although the battle was only for a short moment, Su Ming could still feel that there were still some subtle differences between Sencott's gunfighting skills and what he had mastered.

Battles between gunfights, there is no retreat.

There are only two ways to deal with an attack.

One is dodge.

The second is to block with a gun!

Sencott's smooth reload, and then both guns were fired, and the guns rang out, and bursts of fire flashed!

Su Ming rushed forward bravely, his hands twisting at a very fast speed, sometimes shaking his body from side to side, defusing Senkot's attacks one by one, his block was not like Senkot, who bounced the bullet away purely with strength and the hardness of the gun. Su Mingzi is nowhere near as strong as Sencott in terms of muscle strength, but he can make up for it with skill.

It only takes a certain angle between the gun and the bullet to make the bullet bounce away, and there is no need to turn the gun completely sideways in the process, which saves the time of wrist twisting, relieves the pressure of the gun, and maybe can also force the enemy to shoot by the way.

Of course, this technique also has certain drawbacks.

Because the gun doesn't go completely sideways, the area is smaller, and the chance of blocking bullets is also reduced, so you have to have a strong judgment to use this kind of magic skill!

"How is that possible!"

The most shocking thing is, of course, Sencott, you must know that even he barely grasps the technique of using a gun to fight (block with a gun), but judging from the proficiency of this young man, the degree of mastery is far better than his own, and even tends to be perfect!

Did he learn this after watching it once? Sencott thought silently in his mind.

It's simply ...... Nothing short of genius! (To be continued.) )