readx(); "Kirilenko, Feng, are you ready? Play with the pistol first?" Brother Ke came over at this time and said loudly.
"Brother Ke, Brother Ji wants to make a bet with me, saying that I can win even with two bullets." Feng Yu quickly confirmed the matter to prevent Kirilenko from going back on his word.
"You two want to compete? Take me with you. Lev, come and play too."
When Brother Ke heard this, he immediately became interested. Since Kirilenko dares to say this, it must be because Feng Yu's marksmanship is bad. He thinks he is better than Kirilenko in marksmanship, and of course he wants to play with him.
When he saw that Feng Yu, Kirilenko, and Lev all chose the same pistol, Brother Ke also gave up the pistol he was most familiar with and chose the same pistol as Feng Yu and the others. I can’t compare to Lev, but I can’t compare to you? Just because I play here often, any pistol I use is more accurate than yours!
"No one comes first, so I'll come first." Kirilenko put on anti-noise earmuffs, loaded the magazine skillfully, clicked, loaded the bullet, and aimed at the target in front of him.
Bang bang bang~~~
After six consecutive gunshots, Kirilenko put down his pistol and made an inviting gesture towards Brother Ke.
Brother Ke also loaded six bullets, Feng Yu was third with eight bullets, and Instructor Lev finished with six bullets.
After everyone had finished shooting, the recorder's voice came from the speaker in the corner: "No. 1 has six shots on target, fifty rings, No. 2 has six shots on target, fifty-one rings, No. 3 has six shots on target, Twenty-six rings, No. 4 with six shots on target, fifty-nine rings.”
Wait, why are all six shots on target? Your sister, two shots missed the target!
Feng Yu felt a heat on his face. This pistol didn't look difficult. It didn't look too far away from a distance of twenty meters. Why couldn't it hit? Even if they were hit, the average was just over four rings, which was a terrible result.
Feng Yu felt that he was not prepared just now. How did he know that the recoil of the pistol was so strong? It was considered good if it did not hit the ceiling.
Kirilenko looked at Feng Yu provocatively: "Feng. Do you want to continue the competition? I am also a soldier!"
"Compare, why don't you compete? Aren't you also using a kind of pistol? I'm just not used to this!" Feng Yu said forcefully.
What made Feng Yu almost vomit blood was that Kirilenko and the others only loaded five bullets this time!
your sister. This is so disrespectful. Although I have never played with a pistol before, I have played with it once just now. You are digging your own grave and giving me a slap in the face!
All right. Although he didn't miss the target this time, Feng Yu lost again.
He only shot thirty-one bullets out of eight bullets. Kirilenko and Brother Ke both got forty-six bullets. Instructor Lev's even more insane fifty bullets!
"This pistol is not interesting at all. Let's change the rifle and go out for target shooting. I want to play with an AK-47!" Feng Yu was angry. He took the initiative to provoke him and was actually poked twice. You can no longer play with this pistol.
Instructor Lev came over at this time, took all the remaining bullets from the three of them, and handed them to Feng Yu: "This is your first time shooting, so you just didn't pay attention to the essentials. In fact, when shooting at a fixed point, you should go slower and maintain your posture. It’s too difficult. Come on, look at the way I hold the gun. I hold it with my left hand and my body is a little to the side. I raise my arm flat and don’t shoot continuously. You try again.”
Feng Yu imitated Lev's posture and fired again. After playing a group, it turned out to be much more accurate, and the average was actually able to reach five rings.
Putting on another pistol, Feng Yu finished the shot with a bang. He felt very good. He picked up the binoculars and took a look. This time I actually got a ten ring!
Feng Yu immediately removed the magazine: "Come on, let's compare the shots just now. I hit the bullseye with ten rings. It's your turn!"
Kirilenko "…"
Brother Ke “…”
Instructor Lev "..."
No one answered, it was obvious that they were all cowarded. Feng Yu finished shooting the last bullet with satisfaction, and then shook his hand. The pistol was so vibrating that it hurt his hand. How could he play with the AK with greater recoil after a while
Chu tu tu tu tu tu~~~~
Feng Yu hooked the trigger and didn't let go. He fired a bunch of bullets in one go.
Cool!
When the voice of announcing the target was finished, Feng Yu was speechless again.
Damn, what's going on? Out of thirty bullets, only three of them hit the target? Did you read that correctly
Feng Yu took a telescope and looked for himself. Well, of the three bullets that hit the target, the best one only had two rings!
What kind of crappy gun is this? They must have found an inaccurate gun for me. This gun must have not been calibrated!
"Brother Ji, no, Instructor Lev, I want to trade guns with you. Mine is not accurate!" Feng Yu couldn't help but snatched Instructor Lev's gun and stuffed his own.
Instructor Lev looked helpless, "You almost shot your gun into the sky just now. If you can hit the target three times, I think it's a blessing from the gods!"
Chu tu tu tu tu tu tu~~~
Another round of bullets was fired, but most of them still missed the target, and only five bullets hit the target.
They all looked at Feng Yu, what excuse can you come up with this time
"The wind is too strong."
They looked at the flag not far away together. The flag was wilted and hanging on the flagpole. There was no wind at all!
"There was wind just now, didn't you feel it? My hat almost blew off, but it just happened to stop now."
Instructor Lev couldn't help but said: "Feng, the recoil of the AK-47 is relatively large, and the accuracy is not high. You can choose three bursts, with the muzzle pressed down slightly, which is more accurate."
"Really? You didn't tell me earlier. Brother Ji, come here and give me your gun. Instructor Lev's gun is not accurate either!"
Kirilenko "…"
Chug tug tug~~~thud tug tug~~~
This time Feng Yu finally missed the target with only three shots. Feng Yu was very satisfied with this result.
Look how much progress my brother has made. He went from hitting the target with three rounds to missing the target with only three rounds. He is simply a genius!
If Instructor Lev knew about it, he would definitely be speechless. In their place, three rounds of bullets would still miss the target. He would punish the opponent at least a hundred times by raising his gun and jumping frog. Such a soldier would only be wasting bullets on the battlefield!
After Kirilenko and the others played with Feng Yu, they also played for a while. Looking at the results of Kirilenko and Brother Ke, Feng Yu had not lost confidence, but after looking at the results of instructor Lev, Feng Yu was completely speechless.
Didn’t you say that the AK-47 is not inherently accurate? Then you were the last one with seven rings, and you also got a lot of nine and ten rings
"I won't play this anymore, it's not fun anymore. Change to a Mosin rifle." Feng Yu still didn't believe it. With a scope, he could still miss the target
Bang bang bang~~~
When the bullets were fired, Feng Yu directly picked up the binoculars to check without waiting for the target report.
I asked, what's going on? I saw all the hits just now, but why is the target paper so clean and not a single bullet hole? This is impossible!
Feng Yu yelled that they must have secretly changed Feng Yu's target just now, otherwise the target was shot with a Mosin rifle this time, and the distance was only fifty meters. How come the target paper was clean
Instructor Lev took a look at the telescope, then turned the telescope slightly, and told Feng Yu a very unfortunate news - he hit the wrong target! (To be continued.)
PS: The monthly tickets are on clearance~~~~MoDan, I don’t know how much the monthly manuscript fee will be. Will it be enough to buy a ticket home