017 The first bullet in my life
The wilderness survival club opened by Jiang Feng's friend is located in the northern suburbs, covering an area of almost four or five hundred acres. It was surrounded by a fence and barbed wire, and the entrance was guarded by four crack security guards.
Inside there is an abandoned factory that has been converted into a training ground. The main building is a two-storey strip house, which looks like a row of factory dormitories from a distance, and is inconspicuous.
However, when Du Sheng and Jiang Feng walked in under the guidance of his friend, the two of them found that there was a cave inside.
Whether it is decoration or furnishings, it can be seen that the materials are expensive, and it is obviously designed and planned by professionals.
"Lao Zhao, take us to the shooting room to have fun. Dude came here today to play with guns. β
After walking around the club, Jiang Feng didn't even see the shadow of the gun, and the goods immediately stopped.
"The CD has been given to you."
Lao Zhao's name is Zhao Bing, he looks like he is twenty-four or five years old, he has a very strong figure, he is not tall, he is shaved and short, and he is wearing a camouflage vest on his upper body, which looks like he has been a soldier.
Jiang Feng spoke, and Zhao Bing took the two of them into a shooting room without hesitation.
"Red Knife, I'll leave these two friends to you. Have fun, Red Knife is the best shooting instructor we have here. Xiao Feng, don't have any crooked ideas, they are retired from various units and have participated in border anti-drug operations, and I spent a lot of money to invite them back. β
A young woman with slightly dark skin, delicate features, and a ponytail strode over. As soon as Jiang Feng saw this girl's dress and seductive figure, he subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and a wolf-like glow suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Although Du Sheng's performance was better than Jiang Feng's, his two eyes were also a little straight.
The upper body of the red knife only wears a tight vest, which perfectly highlights her figure, with a vigorous and resolute temperament in her gestures, and the whole person feels like a little female leopard, which deeply stimulates the most primitive desire for conquest in the heart of a man.
"Hello instructor, my name is Jiang Feng, and I am Lao Zhao's good brother. What do you call the instructor? Jiang Feng didn't listen to Lao Zhao's reminder at all, and when the red knife was still more than a dozen steps away from here, he took the initiative to come up with a smile on his face.
"Brother, take it easy, this aunt is not easy to mess with." Zhao Bing saw Jiang Feng's pig brother appearance, and patted Du Sheng's shoulder very sympathetically, and said another word of advice before turning around and leaving.
"Instructor, don't be so cool, come on, get acquainted." Seeing that Red Dao ignored him, Jiang Feng stretched out his hand with a very thick face and continued.
"Okay, then get to know me, my name is Red Knife."
Red Knife's voice is a little neutral, and Zhongxing is still hoarse.
However, after Jiang Feng grabbed the other party's hand, his face changed suddenly.
"Ouch, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts! I was wrong, help! β
Du Sheng saw very clearly from the side, as soon as the hands of the two touched, Jiang Feng made a lascivious old mistake. I don't know if he did it subconsciously or deliberately, he used his little fingers to scratch other people's hands, and the taste of hooking up was full.
"Red Knife Instructor, my friend is not bad at this virtue, don't be like him." Seeing that Jiang Feng was in a cold sweat on his forehead, his whole person was about to shrink to the ground, and Du Sheng couldn't calm down.
"Do we know each other now?" The force on the red knife's hand was reduced by two points, and he looked at Jiang Feng with a smile and asked.
"Acquaintance, acquaintance, you are my aunt and grandmother." Jiang Feng was busy currying favor and admitting it.
"Humph!"
Red Knife snorted in satisfaction and let go of his right hand casually.
Du Sheng looked at his right hand and found that his right hand was trembling uncontrollably slightly, and there were five obvious finger prints on his hand.
"If you want to learn a gun, hurry up!"
Seeing that both of them were standing still, Red Knife strode towards a table next to him where pistols and bullets were placed behind his back.
"Dude, can you still shoot?" Du Sheng looked at Jiang Feng's right hand and asked with some concern.
"Yes, yes!" Jiang Feng slammed his numb right hand and replied with great certainty.
The red knife is actually very measured, otherwise Jiang Feng's hand would have been scrapped a long time ago.
"Guns, it's a murderer! Not everyone can play it, if you want to learn to shoot a gun, you must first know the gun. Each gun has its own temper, and only by figuring out their temper can you better control them. β
After Du Sheng and Jiang Feng came to the side of the red knife, the latter was very skilled in disassembling the 8 guns on the table into a pile of parts.
"Now let me first talk about the gun you will use in a moment, this is the Type 92 pistol produced in our country, which is divided into 5.8 mm caliber and 9 mm caliber. The 5.8mm caliber in my hand is the most common pistol in the military. It has a capacity of 20 rounds and can shoot through military steel helmets at a distance of 100 meters and a steel plate 5 mm thick at a distance of 50 meters. Its shape and size design are more suitable for the hand shape of our peopleγγγγγγ β
Du Sheng listened very carefully, and from the explanation of the red knife, he could clearly feel the other party's respect for this gun. At the same time, in this process, she assembled and disassembled the gun in her hand three times in a row, in order to let the two rookies have a deeper understanding of the gun.
"Shooting is fast, accurate, and steady, and all three are indispensable. How can we be fast, accurate, and stable? First of all, the posture must be correct, if even the posture is wrong, it will only make you practice more and more deviated. The fancy shooting techniques in the movie can only be done by the best special forces. β
After explaining the Type 92 pistol, Du Sheng thought that she would continue to explain the remaining three sets of firearms, but the red knife directly entered the shooting tutorial.
You must know that when Du Sheng first saw these four guns, he fell in love with the longest double-barreled shotgun at a glance. He'd seen it in the movies, and it was used to shoot flying saucers at the shooting range, and it was several notches more powerful than a pistol.
However, he also knew the truth that the rice should be eaten one bite at a time, so he was immediately immersed in the explanation of the shooting points of the red knife.
After explaining the theoretical knowledge and precautions, Red Knife took off the two pistol magazines on the table and let them load the bullets by themselves.
"Loading bullets is the most basic operation, and it is also the first step to cultivate your gun sense, you must be careful to load every bullet, and you must carefully feel its emotions."
When Du Sheng pressed the bullets into the magazine one by one with a little excitement, the red knife continued beside him.
It took nearly three minutes to load the 20 bullets, and when he held the gun in his own hand, every hair on Du Sheng's body stood on end.
"Meditation!"
"Follow me to adjust your breathing, exhale ~ inhale ~ ~ exhale ~ inhale ~~"
After adjusting the rhythm of Red Knife's breathing for a moment, Du Sheng was surprised to find that his heart had slowly calmed down.
"Remember the rhythm of breathing just now, and your heart will be stable. Now, in the posture I just described, aim at the bull's-eye in front of you, hold the gun tightly and loosely, and pay attention to the recoil generated when you shoot. Three-point-one-line aiming! β
"Ready! Shoot! β
"Bang!"
Du Sheng subconsciously shot the first bullet of his life according to the rhythm of the red knife.