Time Smuggling Starting from the Year 2000

Chapter 339: Gun Drawing Technique (1)

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Huang Xuan spent every night in the Green Tower as usual, but he never entered the 19th floor of the Green Tower (level 6 permission). The world of adults is still too dangerous for children.

However, since Xue Yi discovered Huang Xuan's rules, he always came on time to listen to his teachings. Huang Xuan had successively provided him with millions of large animals and promised to provide mercenaries. This was just a promise. , it’s worth him turning away other guests.

Huang Xuan carefully separated Xue Yi and Lu Min so as not to reveal his identity when they met. He has always been careful in doing things, which should be the teaching and inheritance from both his parents. If it were a few years ago, he would probably have become a very cautious dude, adhering to his usual style of bullying the weak and fearing the strong, and then living the rest of his life happily.

Now, however, caution is simply about not getting into trouble.

When the morning sun shone in the courtyard, Huang Xuan also woke up from his light sleep. Through Ning'ao's training base, he can enter the Internet every night when he has enough energy. However, according to the unified regulations of all planes, a person must have a complete sleep every three days. After all, he will also be able to sleep on the Internet. Consume the spirit.

Meriwether was waiting at the intersection in front of Huang's house. Huang Xuan was surprised that he could be so considerate. However, when he came here and saw Zhu Xiankui, he suddenly understood that "being considerate" was about the same. The person in front of me.

"Mr. Huang, shall we set off now?" Meriweather probably hasn't reversed the jet lag yet. His sunken eye sockets would make him look like a marijuana smoker on an American campus.

"Of course." Huang Xuan smiled. Li Qing was still driving today, and Dian Wei was also very interested in the shooting club, so naturally he went with him.

Zhu Xiankui and Merriweather both had their own cars, so Merriweather went in front and Huang Xuan followed. The three of them formed a small convoy and gradually accelerated towards Feng County.

Feng County is several hours drive from both Shanghai and Nanjing, but considering the business nature of this club, it is very appropriate to choose this place.

The club is built next to the highway, but if you look at it from the highway, you can only see distant mountains, but you cannot directly see the club. Driving down the road, the first thing you see is a bend of clear water. The low buildings are surrounded by two mountains. If you talk about a high-end villa, it is fully qualified.

Meriweather's friend was really a man from the American West, named Cooper. He was tall and strong, and except for his slightly bowed legs, he completely met the ideal of a young woman.

He walked out of the door earlier and was waiting in front of the door.

After Huang Xuan got out of the car, he still shook hands with him politely, but his first sentence showed his playboy nature: "I heard that your rapid fire is very good?"

From the perspective of standard American English, Cooper's English level is not as good as Huang Xuan's. He glanced at Meriwether in surprise and said with a cheerful smile: "If you want to learn to ride a horse, you can't come to me." Wrong, oh, but we have the best shooting coach.”

"Are you here?" Huang Xuan said and looked back, but did not even ask Cooper's name.

Compared with the polite actions he showed at the beginning, his behavior at this time was naturally a little rude, but Westerners have always been very rough. Cooper just blinked at Meriweather and said: "Miller is the All-American." A chartered coach of the Gun Association, he has also represented the United States in two world-class competitions.”

Huang Xuan acted more and more resolutely, and he also knew that time was running out. As he walked towards the club, he muttered: "What I want is a rapid-fire coach who can pull out the gun and shoot as quickly as possible. The rest I'm not even interested."

In Cooper's opinion, Huang Xuan was probably a Chinese aristocrat who was attracted by American westerns. He looked at Meriwether inquiringly, and the latter shrugged with a wry smile.

Huang Xuan ignored their little movements and walked forward with interest. The front door of the club was completely carved from marble. The huge columns showed the unique concavities and convexities of granite, which contrasted with the nearby rocks, giving it a majestic feel.

Huang Xuan looked at it and nodded, saying, "It tastes good."

"Thank you, thank you." Cooper said it in Chinese this time, but compared to his post-nasal English, this Chinese was even worse.

"The club has two venues, one in the building and one in the open air." Cooper explained in jerky Chinese.

"What about Mr. Miller?"

Cooper didn't expect the Chinese in front of him to be so interested in rapid fire. Of course, this was a good thing for him. After a pause, Cooper said: "When it doesn't rain, Mr. Miller likes to be in the open air."

"What are you waiting for."

Zhu Xiankui was also a little surprised by Huang Xuan's eagerness, and he thought to himself: If I had known that the Huang family's Xiaoliu liked shooting, I wouldn't have been at a loss to talk about it. What idiot collected the information.

Behind the club is an empty mountainous area. The mountain is only surrounded by walls, making it an open-air venue.

The venue is about the size of a 400-meter circular playground, divided into three or four areas, also separated by ordinary brick walls. There are only a few people testing guns at the moment, but even a layman like Huang Xuan knows from the sound of gunfire that now The thing that resounded through the sky was definitely not the air rifle.

Cooper seemed a little embarrassed that there were so few people inside, and specifically explained: "The club hasn't opened yet, and we still have to wait until Mr. Huang tries it before we can decide what most people like."

Huang Xuan smiled slightly and asked Lorraine directly: "Which one is Miller?"

"Bald." Lorraine's answer was direct and effective. Since Cooper said that Miller was registered as a trainer with the National Rifle Association, he naturally had information left behind.

There was only one bald man in the field, and he was shooting at a 5-meter target. It was unclear how accurate he was, but Huang Xuan only saw the automatic pistol in his hand, and he was a little disappointed.

Huang Xuan often had the opportunity to practice target shooting when he was a child. Although his understanding of the rapid fire used in duels only existed after reading two hours of information, he only needed to read 10 minutes of information to understand that in the first two or even three shots In the gun, the rate of fire of an automatic pistol will never be faster than that of a revolver, and it is almost wishful thinking for an automatic pistol to achieve two shots within 0.5 seconds.

Thinking of this, Huang Xuan suddenly guessed: Maybe in the peak showdown that day, the two people used weapons similar to automatic pistols? Although the revolver has a hundred years of glory, the external motivation for its crazy pursuit of the first shot is the development of duels. If most planes do not have such historical needs and experiences, they will be like unexpected countries in Europe. Or simply missing this piece of history, then it would be excusable for not knowing the dueling rapid fire method of revolvers.

Or maybe some gentlemen had their own way of rapid-fire dueling, but kept it as a secret.

Thinking of this, Huang Xuan's heart skipped a beat. If you can really master a technology that cannot be mastered by high-level planes, it must be a piece of capital.

"This is Mr. Miller." Cooper also took two steps forward and said in English: "Mr. Huang, did you bring a pistol?"

Huang Xuan was unwilling to take out his gun. Instead, he glared at Cooper angrily and said, "Guns are banned in China."

Cooper smiled apologetically and said, "M1911?" Browning's M1911 may be the most produced pistol, especially Americans who prefer single-action pistols and have been maintaining an M1911 for decades. As a pseudo-shooting enthusiast, Huang Xuan’s first Lorraine-modified pistol was also a 1911.

Huang Xuan didn't know how Cooper transported these pistols into China. He thought they were approved by some security companies or actually using the name of a shooting club.

Nodding casually, Huang Xuan stared at the bald man in front of him and said, "How fast can he shoot with a quick draw gun?"

The slightly professional question finally made Cooper interested in answering, and whispered: "If you use a revolver, within 0.5 seconds."

This answer made Huang Xuan very disappointed. At least from his point of view, in order to safely knock down Said, a member of the Blackwater tribe, at least 4 accurate shots were needed. The opponent might be able to leave him 0.8 seconds. time, but if the first two shots can only be fired at a speed of 0.5 seconds, it is almost impossible to complete 4 shots. Revolvers will slow down significantly starting from the third shot, but the opposite is true for automatic weapons.

Huang Xuan said to Lorraine in frustration: "Let's see if there is a more senior coach in their club. If I had known, I would have asked them in advance. Now I still have to find a reason to leave."

"Maybe you can get training." Ning'ao suddenly interjected with his broken bellows: "I didn't notice that there are such rich resources here before. Training with pistols will be good for you."

"This Miller is not clever."

"As a directional weapon, something like a pistol is a very good early-stage weapon for travelers with low finger flexibility. Of course, you also have to train very well. This is the peak showdown. The main reason why it is so popular on the Internet. Although the bald man in front of you is not a top expert, I can help you improve your memory and improve your flexibility by receiving his most basic education.

"You'd better be right." Huang Xuan spoke English for a long time, with a bit of English in his mouth. Having said that, he also knew that the four bases would not lie.

"Can I ask this gentleman to be my coach? He specializes in training the technique of drawing a gun and shooting quickly." After talking to Ning Ao, Huang Xuan immediately asked Cooper with a smile on his face. (To be continued. If you want to know what happened, please log in to .qidian. There are more chapters. Support the author and genuine reading!) (To be continued)