Thirteen pistols, seven rifles?

In the Shangjing International Shooting Range and foreign shooting ranges, this is nothing, but in China, this is a remarkable amount.

What is the concept of twenty guns? In Yinjiang City, where police officers are generally reluctant to go out with guns, they have a large number of guns, which means that Luo Jinyu can arm two or three squads in a short period of time, as long as the secrecy work is done well, it is not a problem to make a surprise attack and attack the city bureau or the court.

What's more, she said twenty models, not twenty, there is only one gun in the shooting range, right?

This is a serious safety hazard, Fang Ziyu can hardly imagine that the Handong National Security and Public Security Department will allow her to do this, even with the help of Wen Yan and Yang Dazhuang, it is quite difficult to rent this shooting range and transform it into a shooting range, but Luo Jinyu has done it.

Calculating the time, Luo Jinyu has been in Huaxia for less than two months, and being able to gain a firm foothold in such a short period of time and manage to have a shooting range of his own is enough to show that Luo Jinyu has outstanding ability.

On the other hand, this also shows that Luo Jinyu's celestial weapon is very different from Fang Ziyu and Ouyang Jie's celestial weapon, in exchange for Fang Ziyu and Ouyang Jie, there is no way to do this in a short period of time - if there is no black technology equipment props in the future store, only relying on the fragments given by the Eye of the Future, Fang Ziyu may only be able to package himself as a prophet or a magic stick, and if he wants to develop his power, he must come to the front of the stage, and it will take more time.

Although he was very curious about Luo Jinyu's celestial weapon, in order to avoid taboos, Fang Ziyu did not show it, and followed Luo Jinyu all the way into an indoor shooting range.

Metal partitions face the gate, on either side of the thick walls, humanoid targets in different positions are lined up in front of the firing position, the distance increases from twenty-five to fifty meters, and dozens of straight tube fluorescent lamps hang from the ceiling, the blazing white light can dazzle people.

"Shooting isn't very intense, but it's a way to vent stress, so I like it, and maybe you will too." Luo Jinyu skillfully put on his tactical gloves and said without any sense of superiority, "If you don't know how to use a gun, you can let me or Liang Bo teach you, it is best for Liang Bo to teach, in Chinese proverbs, I only have the kung fu of a three-legged cat." ”

Fang Ziyu turned his head to see that Liang Bo had already sobered up at this time, standing at the door in a daze, as if in a daze, this appearance looked a little funny, but Fang Ziyu always had a strange feeling, as if the shooting range he was in belonged to the old man's domain.

Sensing Fang Ziyu's gaze, Liang Bo tilted his head and grinned, and said with a smile: "It's just right, two bottles of good wine are worth the tuition." ”

"Don't bother you, I'll do a little." Fang Ziyu was not overly modest, he glanced at the humanoid target, and nodded at Luo Jinyu after measuring the distance, "The pistol needs a 92-type pistol, and the rifle needs a 95-type one, each with two magazines, thank you." ”

Hearing Fang Ziyu order two standard guns that are familiar to Huaxia Army fans, Luo Jinyu did not show an expression of surprise, but Liang Bo frowned, as if he had seen something rare.

Luo Jinyu turned around and went out to get a gun in the safe of the equipment warehouse, while Liang Bo walked over to Fang Ziyu and wandered around a few times, looked up and down a few times, and asked, "Will you use Type 95?" ”

"It's fine." Fang Ziyu nodded, and actually smiled in front of the old man.

Liang Bo stared at Fang Ziyu's finger for a few moments, muttered in a low voice, and asked, "What about 92?" Military or Police? ”、

This question made Fang Ziyu difficult, he couldn't distinguish between a military Type 92 pistol and a police Type 92 pistol, and he couldn't remember whether the gun he received in the equipment department of the Far Rescue Club in the game was military or police.

After thinking about it, Fang Ziyu had an idea and replied: "I'm not used to shooting 9mm bullets, it's too floating." ”

"Oh, that's the Military Type 92." The suspicion in Liang Bo's eyes increased, and he sat aside to rest for a while, and then he asked coldly, "The cat at the door is yours?" ”

Fang Ziyu knew that he couldn't hide it, so he simply nodded and admitted that it was the orange that was waiting outside the shooting range.

Fang Ziyu had no intention of using or persecuting Luo Jinyu, but he would not default to the fact that others would also guard themselves like this, so he not only wore an electric shock ring and an impact gun with him, but also let Tai'a and Tangerine follow him all the way.

"The cat is very good, take care of it. Uncle Liang: I used to have an old dog, and I was about ...... old."

After only half of the words, Liang Bo suddenly lost interest, and waved his hand happily: "Forget it, don't talk about it, the little girl is here, you can shoot a few shots and take a look." ”

Fang Ziyu turned his head to see that Luo Jinyu was really back, holding a pure black pistol in his left hand and a stockless automatic rifle with a magazine loaded behind the trigger in his right hand.

"It's all 5.8mm caliber, the bullets are here, you have to reload them yourself?" Luo Jinyu said, throwing out the pistol in her left hand.

Fang Ziyu knew what Luo Jinyu's intention was, it was nothing more than to test it with the loading project, lest he didn't know how to pretend to understand and misuse the firearm to cause an accident.

This is not difficult for Fang Ziyu, after catching the Type 92 and the bullet box, he filled the magazine with a smooth movement and loaded it with live ammunition.

Seeing that Fang Ziyu didn't look like a novice, Luo Jinyu was no longer worried, she pointed to the nearest target and asked, "Do you want to reduce the distance a little more?" ”

"No, you don't."

It is rare to have the opportunity to pretend to be forced, how can Fang Ziyu let it go, but he is self-aware, and he did not choose the farthest 50-meter target, although the accuracy of the military Type 92 is not low, but with Fang Ziyu's marksmanship, it is not yet possible to ensure the accuracy of shooting at a distance of 50 meters.

After selecting the target position, Fang Ziyu raised his arm and was about to pull the trigger, but Luo Jinyu hurriedly shouted to stop.

"Headphones!" Luo Jinyu pointed to the noise-canceling headphones hanging on the partition and kindly reminded, "Pay attention to protecting your ears when shooting indoors." ”

Yes, it's a mess again.

The last time I had a bad experience was five years ago, when Fang Ziyu followed his father to eat a crab feast, picked up the tea sent to the table by the waiter and drank it happily, and complained that the "teacup" was too inconvenient after drinking, and after learning that it was tea used to wash hands, Fang Ziyu had a psychological shadow on the delicacy of crabs.

However, now Fang Ziyu is more mature than then, or rather, his skin is thicker, so he didn't blush, just thanked him flatly, put on his headphones and started shooting.

Twenty rounds of bullets were shot in one go, but there were only twelve bullet holes in the humanoid target.

Eight rounds missed the target, with twelve remaining rounds, two in the head, three in the left chest, two in the right chest, and five in both shoulders and abdomen.

This result is not bad, but it is not good, at least it failed to satisfy Fang Ziyu's careful desire to show off his marksmanship.

If you don't pretend to be forced in front of a beautiful girl, what's the difference between betting on a lonely salted fish?

Fang Ziyu put down the Type 92, exhaled a breath of turbidity, lifted the Type 95 rifle against his right shoulder, and asked confidently, making Luo Jinyu raise his eyebrows.

"Can you hit a moving target? The faster you move, the better. ”