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"If only I could try it now. Heatley said with some embarrassment.

"No problem, you can try. Wang Yi opened his mouth and said a few words to Vivia, who nodded and took out a rather large piece of transparent gel from the space storage bag.

"What is this?" the crowd gathered curiously.

"This is a ballistic gel, a kind of gel specially used to test the destructive power of bullets on the human body, and its physical properties such as density and properties are very close to human muscle tissue. And because it is transparent, you can intuitively see what kind of damage it will cause to the human body. Wang Yi smiled and explained to everyone, and after speaking, he recited a spell and arranged a mute spell in the conference room, so as not to attract others to the sound of the next shot.

Wang Yi put the ballistic gel on the table not far away, and then said to Heatley: "Okay, now you can shoot with peace of mind." ”

Heatley looked at the ballistic gel, picked up the magazine handed to him by Wang Yi and loaded it, pulled the bolt, and then took a very standard step forward, holding the gun with both hands and began to aim. Obviously, that's what Green told him.

Through the V-shaped notched door gauge and the flake metal crosshair, Cheatley took aim at the large ballistic gel not far away, and took a slow, deep breath.

"Smack!" As he pulled the trigger, the nine-millimeter caliber bullet shot out quickly, accurately hitting the ballistic gel, shaking the entire gel continuously, and the transparent inside, you can clearly see that the warhead drew a long line in the ballistic gel, and then exploded and flew away.

"The recoil is less than I thought. The excitement on Cheatley's face grew as if a child had been given a new toy.

"Yo, you know the recoil. Wang Yi glanced at Green, what he had told him the day before yesterday, he actually taught it all as a teacher.

"It's pretty good. Heatley walked over to see the effect of the ballistic gel and exclaimed.

"But pistols don't seem to be enough, you should have a submachine gun, right?" said Heatley, turning his head suddenly.

Wang Yi was stunned for a moment, and immediately glared at Green, Wang Yi only mentioned the submachine gun to Green, but he didn't expect him to really take it to heart.

Gree immediately shrunk his neck embarrassedly as if he hadn't seen it, but his eyes still kept glancing, obviously he was also trying to see what Wang Yi's submachine gun was, so he instigated Heatley to speak.

Shrugging his shoulders helplessly, Wang Yi said to Wei Wei Ya again, depicted the appearance of a gun, and guided Wei Wei Ya to take out the one.

Vivia nodded, and pulled out a spear again. It was a firearm with a lot of wooden structure, a long wooden butt that was slanted back, the handle was also wooden, and in front of the handle was a large round magazine, which at first glance showed that it was filled with a lot of bullets, and the signature of the round magazine was a wooden handle. Starting from the magazine, there is a slender barrel, which has a rather strange appearance.

"The Thompson submachine gun, nicknamed the Chicago typewriter, is a classic firearm among submachine guns. Wang Yi picked up the Thompson submachine gun, removed the round magazine and handed it to Heatley.

"Submachine guns, designed to be light and shoot in quick succession, are suitable for melee combat as well as charge. The Thompson submachine gun is a typical one, very easy to carry, and it has many models, this one is the M1928 model, the caliber is 11. 43 mm, which is the universal 0. 45 caliber bullets, but in order to make it easier for you to carry bullets, this one uses the same 9 mm caliber bullets as the Ruger P08, and this round drum has a bullet content of 100 rounds, which is enough for you to suppress the approaching enemy, and it is a good weapon for self-defense. ”

After listening to Wang Yi's introduction, Heatley couldn't wait to shoot a few shots. And Green was also cheeky and came over, wanting to play with it, but was pushed away by Heatley.

He himself is not enjoying himself, how can he give it to Green, Green suddenly made a bitter face, showed a smile that was more ugly than crying, and said: "Uncle Citley, for the sake of all alchemists, you just let me take a look." ”

Valun, who was next to him, burst into laughter, stepped forward and pulled Green by the collar and pulled him away.

"You're also a student of our Cassiu Academy, pay attention to your image. Valen reproached.

"Senior, that's a new weapon, I don't believe you're not interested. Green stared greedily at the Thompson submachine gun in Hitley's hand.

When Valen heard this, he immediately laughed awkwardly, he said that he wanted to be calm, but the eyes that kept glancing at Heatley's hand had betrayed him deeply.

Seeing the way several of their alchemists looked like they saw the treasure, the others couldn't help but be a little amused.

Heatley proudly took the drum and loaded it, then put the submachine gun on his waist like a bandit, grabbed the front handle and aimed it at the ballistic gel in front of him.

Although he learned how to use a pistol from Green, he did not learn how to use a spear, so he had to pose instinctively.

"Is that how you took it?" asked Heatley modestly.

Wang Yi smiled and said, "Although the correct way is not like this, your posture is a classic posture of the Thompson submachine gun." ”

Wang Yi is talking about the early gangster movies, the mafia is in this posture with a Thompson submachine gun to shoot, and the appearance is also very chic and domineering.

Since Wang Yi said yes, then Cheatley didn't bother, turned his head happily, and pulled the trigger in the envious eyes of Green and Valen.

......The reason why the Thompson submachine gun is nicknamed the Chicago typewriter is because its sound is very similar to the early typewriter, and in the era of gangsters, the Chicago gangsters are very fond of fighting with this Thompson submachine gun loaded with 100 rounds of drums.

The brass bullets shot out one after another, and the continuous fire of submachine guns really startled everyone, their understanding of Wang Yi's firearms was still stuck in a single-shot pistol, although the Gatling gun in the forest was also very scary, but they didn't treat that thing as a firearm at all.

It wasn't until now that they knew that firearms could be fired in bursts.

After firing more than a dozen shots, Cheatley finally stabilized the gun, and the bullets shot into the ballistic gel one by one, pulling out terrifying cracks.

After a barrage of gunshots, Heatley gasped as he looked at the hot barrel in his hand, and then at the ballistic gel that had been almost struck into a sieve.

The strength of the ballistic gel is about the same as that of the human body, and now that the ballistic gel is broken like this, if it hits a person, it can definitely tear the enemy apart easily.

"How about it, this weapon is enough for self-defense, right?" Wang Yi said with a smug chin raised.

"Satisfied, so satisfied, haha......" Heatley laughed happily, almost holding the gun in his hand and kissing it.