Chapter 288: Test the gun

Chapter 288: Test the gun

To say that a real firearms enthusiast, a gun king, doesn't want to really fight with a gun in actual combat, that is simply the biggest lie in the world.

Firearms, from the day they were invented, were meant to kill.

This is known to everyone in the world, but the strict 'law' and 'morality' make everyone know that ordinary people can't really own a regular firearm, and this is Hong Kong Island, not its own United States.

Therefore, although Peng Yixing has always emphasized that his gun must not see blood, this is just a means he uses to suppress the impulse in his heart.

That is, he lived on Hong Kong Island and not in other war-torn areas, otherwise......

"Wow, Brother Yao!" Fat paper Wu Yunxin immediately stepped forward to stand beside Wang Yaozu and played a round, but unexpectedly, as soon as he walked up, he felt the murderous aura on Wang Yaozu's body, and his whole body was cold, and the spirit of the spirit shivered.

"Yao, Yao, Brother Yao, brother, long time no see."

A sentence of elder brother instantly made Wang Yaozu break his work, and he couldn't help but have goosebumps all over his body, resisted the urge to kick this dead fat man to death, took a step back, stared at the fat paper and said, "If you have something to say!" ”

"Peng Yixing, let me introduce it to you, this is Brother Yao that I often mention, the king of actual combat guns on Hong Kong Island, with first-class marksmanship, I have been doing forensics for so many years, and I have never seen a better marksmanship than Brother Yao, 100 shots, 100 shots, gun headshots!"

"Hello, Brother Yao." Peng Yixing's expression was a little cold, and it could be seen that he was not very sociable, but when he looked at Wang Yaozu, there was a hidden light in his eyes.

No wonder there is such a murderous aura, no wonder he dares to say, 'No matter how fast the gun is, it is useless', although at this moment Peng Yixing still does not believe that the gun is fast and useless, but he also wisely did not refute anything, after all, he has never fought in actual combat, and he cannot have a chance.

"Brother Yao, let me introduce you, this is my friend, he ......" Fat Paper introduced again.

Wang Yaozu took a closer look at Peng Yixing, who was eight points handsome, and this sense of substitution came immediately......

"No introduction, I know him." Wang Yaozu waved his hand to interrupt the fat paper, and sure enough, there was a fat paper around each protagonist, but ...... Anyway, I don't have a fat paper around me, this is so unscientific, am I not the protagonist.

For a moment, Wang Yaozu fell into doubt and self-doubt.

"Peng Yixing, master of marksmanship." I need a fat paper, Wang Yaozu kept this matter in his heart, "I just heard what Sir Miao said, if he hadn't played exceptionally last year, he would have lost to you." ”

As soon as Wang Yaozu mentioned Miao Zhishun, Fat Paper and Peng Yixing noticed that there was a person standing next to Wang Yaozu.

"Miao sir, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't see you just now." Wu Yunxin immediately said with an embarrassed face.

Miao Zhishun didn't want to speak, and squeezed out a polite and smiling smile on his face, in fact, you can not say this sentence at all!

What does it mean that you don't see me, I just have no sense of existence, really, isn't it just that I don't have Wang Yaozu handsome, and when I don't have him, I'm also the focus of attention.

Peng Yixing stretched out his hand and gently pulled the fat paper, which made him look embarrassed even if he was not good at socializing.

"That's Miao Sir is modest, I'm still far away." Peng Yixing pulled the fat paper behind him and said to Wang Yaozu with a smile: "Brother Yao is coming to the shooting range for the first time today, I haven't seen it before." ”

"yes, for the first time, to see and see." Wang Yaozu said casually.

"Wow, then I'm going to open my eyes today, I've always wanted to see Brother Yao handjob, but I've never had the chance, and this time I finally got my wish." Wu Yunxin shouted excitedly.

"It's not easy to see it, you said it earlier, I'll transfer you to the front-line serious crime team, come under me, and you can watch it often in the future." Wang Yaozu glared at Wu Yunxin.

"Uh...... That's still, that's it, forget it. Wu Yunxin's face turned pale and waved his hand again and again.

Seeing this, everyone burst out laughing.

The fat paper belongs to Ye Gong Haolong, he is afraid to look at the actual shot, and he is on the front line, he dares to go to the scene after the person dies, and every time he criticizes it, he is the first to say.

After a few words of laughter, the shooting range was re-prepared, Wang Yaozu walked in, put on goggles, ignored the few people standing behind him, took out the game gun and gestured.

This kind of competition gun is completely different from the actual combat firearm, in order to suppress the muzzle jump, the muzzle anti-jump brake of the sniper rifle scale is often installed, the natural continuous firing accuracy is guaranteed, and the electron-optical sight is added to improve the accuracy, and sometimes the material is deliberately thickened for counterweight, and even the weight is directly added, which leads to the competition guns are large and heavy, and cannot be hidden at all.

In addition, ordinary firearms, in order to use a variety of environments, such as rain, silt, underwater, ocean, desert and other different terrains, there are not small gaps between firearm parts, just to prevent failure jamming, and competition guns, eager to make all the spare parts extremely tight, in order to improve accuracy and stability, which undoubtedly greatly reduces the battlefield environment adaptability, simply can not be used in actual combat.

I can't imagine what it's like to shoot at an enemy and the gun jams.

Unlike ordinary firearms, which use holsters, competition guns can only be hung on the waist with a large butt due to the fact that they are too large and equipped with optical aiming.

Aim, shoot, "bang" "bang"

"It's so heavy!" After a few random attempts, Wang Yaozu sighed, "However, this accuracy is really high!" ”

"Quick, try it, not only do they want to see it, I want to see it!" Miao Zhishun said with a smile.

"Good!" Wang Yaozu stepped forward, Miao Zhishun personally followed behind him as a personal referee, and after putting on a standard posture, he gave an order, pulled out the gun, and after two shots, "bang" and "bang", his body fell to the side and rolled, and at the moment of the end of the rolling, he raised his hand and shot, "bang" and "bang".

Single, propping up the ground, his feet violently exerted force, Wang Yaozu's figure jumped forward quickly, during which he held the gun in his right hand sideways, and fired two shots in a row with 'bang' and 'bang', and the body that jumped forward fell to the ground for a moment, and after rolling, he lay on the ground 'bang' and 'bang' and two more shots.

With both hands on the ground, his body almost slid to the ground behind the stacked oil drums, knelt on one knee, probe, raised the gun, and quickly retracted his body to change positions after two shots.

Around the shooting range, the expressions of all the people who watched Wang Yaozu shoot slowly became solemn, and one subconsciously frowned, his body tensed, and his breathing stopped, as if he was afraid of making a little noise to attract the attention of the person in the field.

Peng Yixing stared intently at the figure jumping up and down in the shooting range, sometimes rolling, sometimes prostrate, in his eyes, Wang Yaozu was not shooting paper targets at all, but shooting enemies one by one, that murderous aura, even standing outside the field could feel the rushing face.

Obviously, compared to himself, this shooting score is too slow, but it gives people a sense of speed and vigor, Peng Yixing's eyes gradually lose focus, and he substitutes himself into it, this is a trick he often plays, in the era of other masters shooting, enter himself, and virtually experience the feeling of actual combat,

Only this time, in an instant, Peng Yixing's whole body was soaked with sweat, and he felt that he would definitely die!