Time passed, and half a moon passed. In the past half month, Mao Rui has lived a very regular life. Every morning, I got up, went to the city to buy snacks, and when I came back, I went to the medical room to ask Zhao Qian to change the medicine and argue with him. After lunch, I took snacks to Huang Yan'er to learn firearms, and stayed all afternoon. Finally run to the bar to drink with people and listen to the old killers chatting.

Today, when I came back from the city, I didn't go to Zhao Gan, because my hand was already good. Carrying snacks directly to the gun room, Mao Rui knocked on the door, and walked in directly without waiting for an answer from inside.

When Huang Yan'er saw Mao Rui coming in, she was still staring at the snacks in his hand with bright eyes, but she didn't jump up and down to Mao Rui to take the snacks as usual. Mao Rui felt a little uncomfortable, and asked strangely, "What, have you changed your taste?"

Huang Yan'er's eyes rolled from side to side, with a hint of embarrassment on her innocent face, the index fingers of her little hands went around each other, and she pouted: "No, it's that you have already done a good job of theoretical foundation, the principle of firearms, the disassembly, assembly, and maintenance of guns, and the design of new guns, and I have nothing to teach you." So..."

Mao Rui blinked, it turned out that this little girl was embarrassed to do it for a long time, and said casually: "Oh, I don't plan to learn this today, I'm going to go to the shooting range to practice, and I'll ask you to go to the side to guide!"

"Really?" Huang Yan'er was overjoyed, and after seeing Mao Rui nodding, she jumped in front of her and took away the snacks.

Holding the snacks, Huang Yan'er smiled and said, "You still have a little conscience!" Let's go now!" he said, pointing to several different types of guns.

Mao Rui asked in surprise: "Why are there so many of them, I want to take them, what about you?"

"Not much, the types of guns I am referring to are different, since you have to practice guns, you have to learn to adapt to various models. As for me, I'm going to have a snack!" Huang Yan'er finished the first half of the sentence with a serious face, and then finished the second half with an innocent face. After saying that, he walked out with snacks, walked two steps, seemed to think of something, and turned his head without stopping and said, "Oh, by the way, don't forget the bullets for these guns." ”

Mao Rui's eyes were sad and angry, and he felt careless in making friends. The face twitched and muttered, "If this were a comic world, there must be countless black lines on my head right now." What Mao Rui didn't know was that although there were no black lines on his face now, his complexion was indeed darker.

With so many guns and bullets, he definitely couldn't get them all at once, so Mao Rui had to take them in batches. When Mao Rui brought the first batch of guns to the shooting range, Huang Yan'er was already eating happily there, and she didn't even have time to take a look when Mao Rui came in. Mao Rui's face twitched, put down the gun silently, and silently went to carry the second trip. It wasn't until after three trips that Mao Rui looked at Huang Yan'er, who was still eating, and couldn't help coughing: "Ahem, I've brought it all." ”

"Ahh No, let's start with the pistol, here, here and the target to reach a three-point line, just pull the trigger. Huang Yan'er picked up the pistol, pointed at it casually, and handed it to Mao Rui.

"Bang" According to what Huang Yan'er said, she aimed at the steel humanoid target fifty meters away for a long time, and finally pulled the trigger, but she didn't even know where the bullet flew. "Bang bang" Soon one *, seven bullets were fired, each shot had to be aimed for a while, and as a result, not a single shot hit the target. Huang Yan'er glanced at Mao Rui and continued to eat snacks. Mao Rui doesn't believe in evil, so he put on * and continue. Seven gunshots were fired and one missed.

Huang Yan'er's coquettish voice sounded: "Mao Rui, you are so stupid, you didn't hit once." ”

Mao Rui touched his nose and quibbled: "It's you who don't teach well, teach people to shoot, and someone is so casual like you." ”

Huang Yan'er stared at him with wide eyes and a strange face: "But, I've always shot like this! I taught you to teach you the same as when I shot myself, don't believe it." After saying that, he took the pistol and raised it with one hand at will, almost pulling the trigger without aiming.

Mao Rui's eyes widened, staring blankly at the target in front of him, not only did the seven shots hit the target's head, but the seven bullets were actually concentrated at one point, making the steel plate protrude from the length of the little finger. "How many bullets did you use to do this?" asked, still with his eyes still on the target.

Huang Yan'er put her fingers in front of her mouth and thought about it seriously, "When I started shooting, I hit a ring target, the first time I fired five shots with ten rings, one shot with nine rings, and one shot with eight rings. The second time it was all ten rings. The fifth time all ten rings, four of which hit the same point. The ninth time all ten rings, all hit the same point. ”

Mao Rui blinked, remembering Sha Qianwen's words when she introduced Huang Yan's childhood: "This is Huang Yan'er, only sixteen years old, a genius girl in firearms. Mao Rui always thought that he had understood the words 'genius girl' at that time, and it wasn't until just now that he really understood.

Liu Ming and Sha Qianwen, the men who had just woken up and threw him a pack of cigarettes, were standing on the other side of this huge shooting range at this time, where Mao Rui couldn't see, looking at Mao Rui and them.

Liu Ming said with a smile: "Although I can't hear their conversation, I should have taken a lot of blows from Mao Rui's expression." ”

"Hehe, in front of Yan'er, who of us hasn't been hit. Sha Qianwen also said with a smile.

Liu Ming immediately asked: "This kid hasn't found out the details yet, aren't you afraid that he is a traitor?"

Sha Qianwen shook her head and asked, "I met him once at that time and said two words, if it were you, would you save someone who has only met once?"

Liu Ming began to wonder, "Then why did you save him at that time, I don't believe that he helped you, you have to help him." ”

"Idle panic. Sha Qianwen replied without thinking.

"Uh... Then let him join in. Liu Ming was stunned and continued to ask.

"I just thought he was more talented, and I happened to be interested, so I invited. ”

When Liu Ming heard this, he looked at him with a strange expression.

At this moment, Mao Rui was holding a machine gun and was strafing, and after a while, he finally finished strafing. Looking at a few small holes on the target, he proudly spoke: "How about it, I hit it this time!"

Huang Yan'er ate a snack in her mouth, glanced at the target, and saw a hundred bullets shot out, only nine of which hit the target messily, and she didn't speak, looking at Mao Rui with disdain.

Huang Yan'er's face couldn't hold it. Mao Rui, who had just suffered a loss, learned to be obedient this time, did not speak, and changed to another gun to continue practicing.

Sha Qianwen also saw the situation in the distance, her face was slightly red, and she coughed dryly: "Ahem, I mean he is in close combat, after all, I have never seen him use a gun at that time, and I don't know that his marksmanship is so good." ”