Chapter 70: Shooting

"Shoot?" Zhou Weiguo smiled slightly, he didn't know, this was the first time he laughed today, "How long has it been since you took aim, you say you have mastered it?" Remember, you should never be hasty with your first shot, and this is the key to building confidence in you. If you get the first shot right, your confidence is built strong. Therefore, unless you are completely sure, you must not fire the first shot. ”

"Team Zhou, the first shot is so important! However, the first shot will have to be fired sooner or later. I'm not as fragile as you think, I'm a man and can withstand the blow. ”

Zhou Weiguo could fully comprehend Wu Fan's urgent mood at this time, and when he touched the gun for the first time, he couldn't wait to fire ten shots and eight shots immediately. Mind locking on the target is not something that can be done overnight, he Zhou Weiguo also realized it by chance when chasing the murderer in the desert, he doesn't believe that a person who touches a gun for the first time understands the idea of locking the target, it's a joke!

"If you want to keep practicing, I'm not going to stop you. However, you can't shoot without my orders. I've got 3,000 rounds of ammunition with me, and I'm sure I'll get enough of them. ”

This time, Zhou Weiguo turned around and left after saying this, he knew that Wu Fan would never be lazy, he would do everything he could to practice, there was no need for him to stay here at all.

Wu Fan didn't turn his head, his hearing was very good. When he was in the mountains, he could hear the sound of snakes crawling in the woods a hundred meters away. There are only him and Zhou Weiguo in this venue, and as soon as you hear the footsteps, you can know that the latter is walking in the direction of the gate.

The familiar step points and unique rhythm made Wu Fan sound very real and clear.

I heard the door open and close not far away, and the familiar, rhythmic footsteps faintly walked away and disappeared. But his hope did not disappear, and the fire in his heart burned brighter and brighter. He was not convinced, especially when he looked at the bullseye of the "baked cake" fifty meters away, so close and so big away from him, he didn't believe that he couldn't hit.

He is very low-key and obedient, but it does not mean that he is a legalistic person. Although he wanted to pull the trigger, he didn't have the urge.

In his mind, he kept playing the image of Zhou Weiguo just grabbing, every movement, every look, and every look was not missed. He scrutinized it carefully, compared it with his own posture, improved it and compared it, and improved it after it, and he couldn't find his own shortcomings.

When the eye, the crosshair, and the bullseye were connected, he turned his heart sideways, held his breath, his mind and eyes were focused on the bull's-eye, grasped the handle of the gun, and the index finger of his right hand decisively and gently hooked the trigger.

Bang...... With a bang, Wu Fan felt a strong recoil force coming from the palm of his right hand, which acted on the palm of his hand, transmitted to his arm, and then transmitted to his body. This force came suddenly, Wu Fan didn't have the experience of having enough budget at all, his body couldn't help but tremble, and his arm also trembled, although only a little tremor could cause the bullet to deviate.

"It's broken!" Wu Fan knew that it was not good, maybe this bullet was about to miss the target.

Just when his thoughts first came to him, he heard a "poof" sound, and the bullet hit the target with a soft sound.

"Didn't miss the target!?" Wu Fan was overjoyed, but when he looked at the target, he saw a small hole the size of a sesame seed on the seventh ring line.

"How...... Why are there only 7 rings? This is too bad!"

Thinking that Zhou Weiguo could hit ten rings when he raised a gun, he did so well in preparation, but he only hit seven rings. But he was not discouraged, he knew where he had made a mistake, that is, he did not have an adequate estimate of the recoil of the gun. In fact, the recoil is not big at all, and it is actually very easy to eliminate.

"Team Zhou said, it seems that the gun should be held tightly, I just grabbed the gun too tightly, so that the force completely acted on my arm, and without estimation, my hand trembled. If I fire another shot, I'm sure I'll be able to do it well. ”

Do what you want, Wu Fan adjusted his movements again and shot decisively.

This time he was mentally well prepared, his muscles relaxed and secretly prepared, ready to resist the recoil that was transmitted into his body.

Bang!

The guns rang out, and the unloaded bullets pierced through the air barrier and hit the target.

This time, Wu Fan scored a good result in the nine rings, but he still pouted dissatisfiedly, "It's only the ninth ring, and it's still far from the tenth ring...... I shouldn't be able to fault my movements, what is wrong with that?"

With the intention of exploring, he fired another shot, and this time he hit an eight-ring.

"Why are you still regressing?" Wu Fan really couldn't figure it out.

The first time he shot a gun, all three shots hit the target position, and he didn't know what level the three rings of 7, 8, and 9 belonged to, but he was less than the threshold of the special training class - the average nine rings, which made Wu Fan a little unacceptable.

Over the years, no matter what he does, he has done better than others, his family is poor, and this is the only thing that makes him feel superior and find a little balance. But now something went wrong, and he didn't find any sense in the three shots, and he didn't reach the lowest line of others, so that his sense of superiority was gone.

"There must be a problem. ”

I wanted to fire three shots, but before the problem was found, the senseless actions were a waste of time. He only had three days, and now that the day was about to pass, he had to get to where the problem was as soon as possible and correct it as soon as possible.

If you want to be fast, you can't reach it, is it because you pay too much attention to the results, your mind is nervous, and you still have distractions in your mind that you are not aware of, and you have not achieved real entry?

Thinking of this, he decided to take a break and walked to the row of chairs not far from the firing position and sat down.

When I saw the drink prepared on the coffee table, I suddenly felt that my mouth was a little dry. This time he realized that it had been several hours since he walked in here, and he had not taken a sip of water.

Pick up a bottle of drink and take a big sip. I drank a lot of this sip, and let the mineral water go down most of the bottle.

After drinking water, I feel much more comfortable in my throat and eyes.

Wu Fan rubbed his right arm, moved his right wrist, and then directly crossed his legs on the chair, silently recited the mantra of nameless qigong, and began to practice nameless qigong. He's going to get his body in the best shape and try it again.

Zhou Weiguo left the No. 8 shooting gallery and went directly to the clubhouse of the shooting range, where he met a few old friends and colleagues.

An hour later, he said goodbye to his old colleagues and returned to Shooting Hall No. 8.

As soon as I approached the gate, I heard the sound of a "bang ......bang" pistol shot from inside.

"This kid dares to disobey my orders and open fire without authorization!" Zhou Weiguo was angry.

Pushing open the door, Zhou Weiguo saw Wu Fan shooting intently at the No. 4 target position.

Just glanced at it, and Zhou Weiguo restrained his steps to rush forward again. This glance made him see that Wu Fan's shooting posture was very standard, and the shooting action was not as tender as a novice at all. Zhou Weiguo is very curious, what kind of results can be achieved with such a standard action?

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