Chapter Fifty-Eight: Our Taiyi Sect is an Immortal Sect. Immortal pie!
Jiang Ming's words choked Jiang Hua, Li Chen and the others.
But if you think about it carefully, there seems to be no problem with what Jiang Ming said, PUBG is originally a game.
It's just that it's too real when playing, and Jiang Hua and the others are distinguishing the two sides.
But this has nothing to do with the pressure gun, right?
The point is that without a mouse and a crosshair, they have no idea what to do.
If you want to fight the recoil shift in the process of shooting, it is not a very scientific thing in their impression, and it is good to be able to hold it firmly and shoot the bullet.
"Pressure gun? What kind of pressure gun? Is it a trick to eat chicken? ”
At this time, Zhao Ji, who was a step late, squeezed up with people.
"That's right, shopkeeper, be fair, you can't secretly open a small stove for them."
At this time, all the customers who were ready to come in the morning to play the fourth row arrived. Noticing that the shopkeeper seemed to be planning to teach, they crowded around.
"Since everyone is interested, then I'll demonstrate it," Jiang Ming didn't have to hide some game tips, and after turning on the function of live broadcast in the mall, he buckled up his helmet.
"Ninety-nine people play!"
Ninety-nine places to enter the game, but they were snatched up in half a minute, and the only ones who were slow down were helplessly looking at the front screen.
In the game world, for the convenience of teaching, Jiang Ming directly parachuted everyone to the same place.
Then he searched for a few guns in a nearby house, took one of the AKs in his hand, and fired a few random shots at the wall of the house in front of him.
Da Da Da ......
With the sound of gunshots, more than a dozen bullet holes appeared in the wall, scattered in a scattered arrangement, and the bullet holes tended to get higher and higher.
Obviously, if you hit it like this, it would be nice to get one or two shots.
"That's how you usually fight, right?" Jiang Ming glanced at it, and then spoke.
Everyone present looked at the bullet holes on the wall with a look of embarrassment, no wonder they were still alive every time they finished a magazine, and they basically never hit.
"Shopkeeper, what about after the gun? And what does it look like? Su Molin couldn't help but ask curiously.
"Probably something like this." Jiang Ming changed the magazine again, and it was still thirty rounds.
It's just that this time Jiang Ming was not as casual as before, but stared at the target, and at the same time as the gun rang out, his left hand that pressed the front of the gun trembled slightly according to a certain rhythm, and every time the muzzle of the gun shot a bullet, it tilted towards the lower left under pressure.
Da Da... Da Da ......
In a matter of seconds, thirty rounds were fired together.
When Jiang Ming demonstrated the pressure gun, basically everyone's eyes were focused on Jiang Ming's hands, but until the end, few people could see the doorway.
Su Molin whispered in her heart,
Didn't you just shake your left hand a little when you fired the gun? Is this the right way to hit the target?
If it weren't for Jiang Ming's scruples here, Su Molin would have started complaining.
However, when Su Molin turned his gaze to the wall, he was taken aback.
No way? Does it really work?
In addition to the bullet holes that had been punched before, there were thirty more dense craters in the thick wall ahead, less than a centimeter apart from each other. More than a dozen of the bullets formed a small irregular circle, and the rest of the bullets were all in the circle.
"It's still not good, it seems that I still need to practice......" Jiang Ming looked at the somewhat crooked circle on the wall, and shook his head dissatisfied.
Isn't that okay?
Zhu Youzhen and the others looked at the bullet holes on the wall and were speechless for a while, if this doesn't work, then they don't have to live.
"Shopkeeper, how about I give it a try?" Jiang Hua's eyes were hot, and he took out an M16 that he didn't know where to pick it up, and he looked a little eager to try, it looked quite simple...
"Come!" Jiang Ming smiled, let go of the way for a few steps to vacate a distance, and motioned for Jiang Hua to hit casually.
Jiang Hua stood up with an M16 in his hand, pulled the trigger, and prepared to adjust the muzzle of the gun according to Jiang Ming's previous movements.
However, Jiang Hua underestimated the recoil of the M16, and with such a slight shake of his hand, the muzzle of the gun did not know where it was crooked.
The bullets flew wildly, and a few of them missed the target, almost hitting Jiang Ming, who was not a few meters away.
After emptying a whole magazine, Jiang Hua looked at his record with an embarrassed face, it wasn't so difficult when he just watched the shopkeeper play?
"Why don't you let me try again?" Jiang Hua licked his face embarrassedly and said.
"Go, go, go.. I don't know who I'll hit if I let you fight again. Su Molin stepped forward and snatched the M16 from Jiang Hua's hand and said in disgust.
"Isn't it an accident... It's no better for you. Jiang Hua whispered a word of defense.
"Not necessarily!" Su Molin replied with a big grin, but the movements in her hands were much more careful, she saw Jiang Hua's mistake just now, so she didn't have a sudden start ...
After adjusting his posture, Su Molin gently pulled the trigger, paused for three to five shots, and rhythmically hit the wall.
This time, the effect was much better than Jiang Hua's, at least all of them hit the wall, but compared to the circle bullet holes punched by Jiang Ming next to him, the gap was still very large.
"It's a pretty good fight, it's good to have this effect for the first time." Jiang Ming glanced at the traces on the wall, and there was already a vague effect of pressing the gun, so he opened his mouth and said in appreciation.
"Where, compared to you, the shopkeeper, it's far worse, I still have to practice." Su Molin smiled at the corner of his mouth, obviously very useful for Jiang Ming's praise, but he still modestly patted Jiang Ming's ass.
With Su Molin's successful case, everyone instantly had the idea of trying, if they can learn this skill, the hit rate can be increased several times, and even one hit two, one hit three is not a problem.
Of course, the premise is that the other party still maintains the current level.
Only Zhao Moheng, the head of the Taiyi Sect, did not have a very good-looking face, and he had only managed to persuade some of his disciples to give up the idea of becoming an assassin and specialize in practicing swordsmanship.
But now it seems that many people are interested in firearms.
Oh my God, their Taiyi sect is the Shu Zhong Immortal Sect...
Immortal pie!
The focus is on cultivating immortals!
What the hell is an extra bunch of assassins and gunslingers?
No one even practiced the swordsmanship that I had managed to draw so hard...
No, it can't go on like this, Zhao Moheng is determined to wait and discuss with Ximo to see if there is a solution.
He is the one who has the most ideas in the Taiyi Sect!
Just as Zhao Moheng was thinking, he saw Elder Ximo walking over with an AK on his face excited, pointing to the bullet holes in the wall and smiling.
"Hahaha~ Master, come and see, it's not as difficult as you imagined..."