When Hong Shui Bin walked to his shooting table, he also slapped Chen Feng hard: "It's okay, the wind, I can think of the problem of holding a gun in one hand so quickly." ”

Lin Xian also looked at Chen Feng with admiration: "Yes, Chen Feng, you are too powerful, I am still thinking about how to grab it with one hand, you have already considered the problem of recoil and aiming." ”

"Because I have thought about it in the past two days, the direction of my major in the future is gunfight, so naturally I will think more seriously about the teacher's teaching." Chen Feng had already decided on his own way of fighting, and now he had finally made his decision clear to his two companions.

Hong Shui Bin was stunned when he heard this: "It's decided so soon?" Wouldn't it be too sloppy. ”

"Not really." Chen Feng shook his head, walked to his shooting table and grabbed the beam rifle: "I've thought about it, I don't like hand-to-hand combat very much, and holding the beam rifle makes me feel a sense of closeness in my heart that I can't experience with other weapons, I don't want to waste this hard-won feeling." "After saying that, aim and shoot, and the score indicator shows a beautiful 10 rings.

Seeing Chen Feng's achievements, Hong Bin didn't say much: "Since this is the case, then you can go down this road well, my fighting style is likely to choose hand-to-hand combat, which just matches my own special machine thinking." ”

This is the second time Chen Feng heard Hong Shui Bin mention the special plane, and looked at him in surprise: "I heard you say that your special plane is your own special plane, go back and tell us in detail at night." ”

Hong Hung Bin nodded, and on the other side, Lin Xian held the gun and silently thought to himself what kind of battle he was suitable for.

Chen Feng fired a hundred shots in a row, and saw that the results display showed that all of them were above 8 rings, which was quite rebellious according to the identity of a beginner, and it was unprecedented, but it was a pity that Hong Shui Bin and Lin Xian next to him were ignorant of firearms and did not perceive the mystery. At this time, Mr. Lin was teaching the students who practiced the gun from a distance, and he didn't have time to take care of Chen Feng, so he missed the opportunity to make him famous in one fell swoop.

On the side, Pan Yuguo and Murong Xuan had long adapted to the normal shooting posture, and after practicing for a while, they invariably began to try to shoot with a one-handed gun as Mr. Lin said, but the difficulty of holding a gun and aiming suddenly increased so that both of them were very uncomfortable, and their grades fluctuated and even occasionally missed the target.

On the other side, Nangong Mengdie changed to a 180-meter target for shooting, and the stributer does not have the requirement of one-handed grabbing, which is convenient to train, and only needs to increase the distance. But as the distance increases, the difficulty rises geometrically, a little error is a millimeter difference, and the other four students who chose the sniper gun are still fighting on the target of 150 meters. It can also be seen from their results that they are still in the process of adapting.

Although he said that he would take hand-to-hand combat as the main combat method, Hong Hung Bin did not relax his practice in firearms, and used the rifle blocking rifle in turn in his hand, and his performance was steadily improving. Lin Xian on the side also woke up from his distracted state, and began to shoot one shot at a time.

Chen Feng looked at his results, and saw the expressions of the people next to him who were training seriously, and his somewhat complacent mood was like being poured a basin of cold water, people like Pan Yuguo, Murong Xuan and Nangong Mengdie were still training hard, what was there to be proud of with such a few achievements after only practicing so many shots?

So Chen Feng set a small goal for himself: at least every shot must be more than 9 rings, and then talk about holding a gun alone. After sinking down, Chen Feng began to practice shooting again, although he had been able to hit more than 8 rings per gun before, but that was mainly by virtue of his own sudden inexplicable feeling, without years of experience, it was really not easy to hit 9 rings per shot, the lowest ring in an afternoon only hit 8.1, and the average score was 8.4. Obviously, there is still a big gap between himself and Pan Yuguo and Murong Xuan, not to mention Nangong Mengdie.

Until the end of this class, Chen Feng did not reach his goal, but fortunately, he knew that this goal could not be achieved in a while, and he was not discouraged.

When they got out of the shooting classroom, they saw Counselor Wang standing not far from the door waiting for them, and everyone shouted enthusiastically: "Hello Counselor Wang~"

Counselor Wang responded with a smile: "Hello students, tomorrow at 7 o'clock in the evening, the school will hold an orientation dance, and then you will go directly to the auditorium after class." ”

looked at the bruises on everyone's faces that had not yet subsided: "Don't be too ruthless in Teacher Lang's class in the future, you see, you have to go into battle with injuries tomorrow." ”

Everyone looked at the wounds on each other's faces and laughed, accepted Counselor Wang's kindness, and promised again and again that there would be no such ugliness in the future.

For dinner, Chen Feng and the three of them naturally ate with You Jia, and the wounds on the faces of several people naturally caused You Jia to complain for a while.

In the evening, several people lay down on the bed, and Chen Feng brought up the topic that he didn't ask in detail in the afternoon: "Shuibin, let's talk about your thoughts on your special machine, we still don't know what it is like when I hear it several times." ”

"Hey, hey!" Talking about the topic he valued the most, Hong Shui Bin bounced up from the bed and began to remain mysterious again: "Do you know? I have thought about this idea since I was a child, and I know that it is only when I enter the Mecha Academy that I begin to mature. ”

"Tell me what's the mystery in front of us." Chen Feng didn't give him face at all, and asked the result directly.

Naturally, Hong Shui Bin would not have the same knowledge as him, so he turned his head to Lin Xian: "Lin Xian, guess what you think is suitable for me?" ”

Lin Xian is not a joke-loving character, he raised his head and thought carefully: "In my opinion, your personality is more changeable, it should be the type of mecha with very changeable attack methods, right?" ”

"Tut-tut, our Lin Xian's brain is powerful, and I guessed it at once." In Lin Xian's words, Hong Shui Bin praised repeatedly: "But there is still a little difference, my idea is that even the mecha will be changeable together." ”

Chen Feng frowned slightly: "The mecha is changeable? Do you mean variants? ”

Hong Hung Bin found a comfortable position to lie down: "That's right, and it's a transformation in battle, giving the enemy an unexpected different blow." You can't think of it at all, hahaha! I wanted to get a retrofit machine on which to achieve this kind of cross-generational design. ”

Hearing this idea, Chen Feng and Lin Xian were stunned, this was a train of thought that completely surpassed the current way of mecha fighting.

After being stunned for a while, Lin Xian hesitated to speak: "However, you may have overlooked a problem on the waterfront, it is very fatal. ”

"What! What's the problem? Lin Xian, say it quickly. When Hong Shui Bin heard this, he immediately became calm, and got up from the bed again.

"Well, wait a minute." Lin Xian organizes language. Hong Shui Bin was already impatient, and Chen Feng couldn't even appease him.

Finally, Lin Xian cleared his mind and began to explain: "You all know, there is only one variable mecha in the world now, and it is also a special machine, and the most important thing is that its transformation has always been prepared in advance, and it has never been done in battle. ”