The goal of the squad leader is also the screw cap, he doesn't need to hang bricks, but he also holds the gun and aims for a while, and after the body forms muscle memory, he shoots at the target on the wall over and over again, and only when the gun is held up and the muzzle is facing the target, it is qualified.

But how can it be as easy as saying that you can shoot at the target? It seems simple to put out the gun and collect the gun, but in fact it is very physically demanding, and after a while, the arm of the squad leader is tired and sore, and he does not feel that there is any improvement.

The second master has nothing to do about it, he knows what it feels like to shoot him, but he can't pass on the feeling to others, so he can only repeatedly emphasize the feeling and let the squad leader practice by himself.

The first squad leader felt that the second leader had dug a pit for him to jump in, but he really couldn't find the feeling, so he simply practiced aiming with a gun like He Jun and others to find a feeling.

The encounter with the first squad leader made He Jun a little discouraged, and even a real soldier couldn't find the feeling, is he still a half-ass? He couldn't help but start wondering, the second master emphasized the feeling again and again, but what kind of feeling was it?

The shooting speed of the second master is as fast as lightning, and it is definitely too late to aim, in other words, it is easy to aim at the target only by relying on the muscle memory left by long-term shooting.

In the words of the second master, the eyes only play a role in determining the direction and distance of the target when shooting, and the rest is all adjusted by the muscles, that is, many shots are needed at each distance to slowly form this instinctive muscle memory.

He Jun vaguely remembered the scene not long ago, although the second master used the 81 bar to shoot fast, but his eyes kept staring at the ruler, in fact, he shot after aiming, but because of the fast shooting speed, it seemed that he did not aim.

When switching to a box gun, it is a shot when you raise your hand, and a slight movement of your wrist is a shot, and there is no aiming process at all.

An idea suddenly popped up in He Jun's heart: the accuracy of the second master's shooting is probably not only a matter of marksmanship, but also related to the fact that he is very familiar with the box gun that has no front sight. Even if you change to a box gun of the same model, it's hard to say whether it can be hit so accurately.

Abandon the 81 bar and use the box gun, not because the 81 bar is not easy to use, but because he is not familiar with the 81 bar!

Thinking of this, He Jundeng was deflated. conAd1(); The second master has the conditions to use one gun to shoot countless bullets, but the only guns he can get are Type 92, 81 bars and 38 big covers.

The first two guns have limited ammunition, and even if he is willing to use the bullets, he can't practice anything after running out of stock.

There are more bullets in the 38 big cover, but not to the point where they can be squandered at will. What can you practice just by hanging bricks and aiming?

He put down his gun and stared at the screw cap on the wall in a daze.

"What's wrong?" The second master has a little contempt in his eyes, he can't even endure this bit of hardship, what else can he expect him to practice?

He Jun wrinkled his face and said, "Just aiming like this, how do you know if you are aiming accurately?" If you want me to say, it's better to shoot a few shots. ”

"That's for the best." The second master immediately raised his hands in agreement, the gun feeling is shot, how can you feel if you don't shoot?

The first squad leader hesitated for a moment before nodding: "Don't fight too much, the south hasn't stopped yet." Playing too much has a bad impact. "The 38 big cover is too bullet-saving, and after a battle, there were not 20 bullets in total, and everyone has a lot of inventory.

The squad leader wanted to report the situation to the headquarters, but when he turned on the radio, he found that there was no power, and the contact with Building 13 was completely cut off.

He's not a rigid guy who can't report and makes his own arrangements.

A squad leader rearranged a target on the west side of the rooftop, and after a while, sporadic gunshots rang out on the rooftop.

Every time a shot is fired, stop and take a good look at the impact point. Fix the aim point and hit it again.

The gunfire on the roof of Building 14 continued intermittently until the sunset, and He Jun was so tired from the afternoon of training that he wanted to die, and when the training was over, there was a sense of relief.

He stood up. conAd2(); He threw the gun aside, grinning at his red and swollen right shoulder.

The recoil of the 38 big cover is much more powerful than the 81 bar.

Inadvertently looking up and seeing a few fiery red flowers in the sky, He Jun stood up and slowly walked to the west side of the rooftop, looking at the fiery red remnant sun and was slightly distracted.

The evening temperature finally cooled down a bit, and the evening breeze swept with moisture. It brushes away the heat of the day and brings a little coolness.

Only half of the crimson sunset is still on the "horizontal line", and the other half seems to be soaked in water and submerged under the water.

However, He Jun soon sighed helplessly.

This scene is no less than the sunrise on the sea, and watching the sunset from afar is indeed a healthy activity for physical and mental health, but the problem is that he is not accompanied by gentle, lovely, nephrite warm and fragrant girls, but a few rough old men who are bad at the scenery!

This alone knocked out most of He Jun's thoughts of "overlooking the sunset in the evening breeze", and the uncle could bear it, but the aunt couldn't bear it.

The first squad leader walked up to He Jun and said with emotion: "The sunset is infinitely good, but it is just near dusk, I don't know how many times I can see such a sunset." He thought that the sorrow on He Jun's face was because of the crossing, which was simply empathetic.

"Don't be so pessimistic, as long as you can go back to modern times, it's all right." He Jun said optimistically.

After traveling several times in a row, as long as you can return to modern times, Zhengfu will 100% not let anyone stay in the community anymore, and at that time, you will be able to completely get rid of the days of displacement and return to normal life.

"I hope so." Said the first squad leader.

The last rays of the setting sun fell into the water, the sky became darker and darker, and the stars slowly appeared above the two of them, and the two of them easily found the Big Dipper.

The squad leader stared at the distant starry sky and said in an ethereal tone: "He Jun, how long do you say we will travel this time?" ”

He Jun hesitated for a moment and said, "The time traveled should not be long, only twenty or thirty thousand years." conAd3(); ”

"Twenty or thirty thousand years?" The first squad leader retracted his gaze and turned his head to look at He Jun's vague shadow, "Past or future?" ”

"Who knows, I'm not an astronomy student." He Jun said, "But after so many times in the past, I think this time is no exception, such a big flood can also be compared with the prehistoric flood." ”

"Haha, you're quite conservative, if you want me to say the opposite, we have traveled to the future." Said the first squad leader.

His face was hidden in the darkness, and it was impossible to see what the expression was.

He Jun was extremely surprised: "According to what you say, isn't the human race already extinct?" ”

"It's strange not to be extinct." The first squad leader said calmly, "If you think about the modern environment, it is the greenhouse effect and the haze, let alone twenty or thirty thousand years, if you continue to toss like this, you will have to toss yourself to death in another two or three hundred years." ”

He Jun was silent for a while before he said lightly: "It's late, go back." (To be continued.) )

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