Stroking the pitch-black gun body, Leng Yiyao's eyes were almost filled with satisfaction: "Who designed this?" Even though most of the sunlight outside was blocked by the curtains, once the layer of black cloth was lifted, the cold light burst out. , the kind of chill that filled the air was so stunning and surprising.
Holding the bottom plate of the gun butt, she used her wrist to directly hold up the sniper. The cheek rest was unexpectedly flexible and could be adjusted flexibly according to the arm, height and position.
The cold sounds of mechanical dismantling, collision, adjustment, and loading and unloading made the huge space seem more empty and startling. It should clearly be a series of irregular combinations of sounds, but it hits people's hearts one blow at a time, penetrating into their bones and souls.
Frey had already guessed it, but at this moment, seeing her dressed in a camouflage military uniform, with her unruly eyes, and her fingers moving flexibly through the gun, the shock of her flowing movements could not be expressed in words.
Hemo was closer to her, taking in every movement of her fingertips.
Her fingers, joints, limbs, and even spine, when holding up the sniper, instantly seemed to be covered with a layer of steel armor. Every movement, every ups and down, whether it was disassembly or adjustment, the black sniper The murder weapon was in her hand, as if she had complete consciousness. She seemed to be able to find all the key points of it with her eyes closed, similar to the caress between lovers, as if she had completely turned it into a part of her body.
"A master of arms is rare to see in a hundred years." He walked to her side and answered her question as if sighing. When Zhai Mu was asked to try out the king of snipers, the CheyTac Intervention M-200, in City D, he had already discovered that the impact of recoil cannot be ignored by ordinary officers, let alone ordinary soldiers. It was then that this idea came up.
How about starting with ordnance and reducing weight and reaction force!
Leng Yiyao glanced sideways at him, with a hint of wildness in her eyes. She rested her fingertips on the gun and exhaled with satisfaction: "The calf-type design uses a large amount of titanium, aluminum alloy and fiberglass as materials. The gun Significant weight loss.”
The moment she opened her mouth, Hemo knew that not only was she an expert with guns and knives, but her understanding of the principles of firearms was even more unexpected.
"The aluminum alloy receiver extends forward to form a barrel guard with heat dissipation holes, and extends backward to connect to the butt bottom plate. This completely adjustable length of the butt bottom plate and the cheek rest plate that adjusts the position and height, The dedicated rear tripod can be fully adapted to any combat conditions. Fine-tuning the height of the rear tripod allows the shooter to put down the sniper and rest directly during long-term sniper missions, instead of always using the shoulder socket to press the gun stock, which can effectively reduce muscle mass. Fatigue." Leng Yiyao dismantled the entire sniper, reorganized it, and debugged it. He was able to control every link. It was something that was met with fanaticism and unabashed appreciation. This kind of addiction and persistence makes people surging.
The cold female voice unconsciously brought out a sense of satisfaction and joy: "This designer is very smart. The design of the silencer looks ordinary, but it can directly minimize the muzzle flash of this sniper. Even in Even in dimly lit viewing angles, the direction of fire can be effectively hidden.”
In just five minutes, which was just a cup of tea between breaks, she had already mastered the DSR-1 inside and out.
Helmer's eyes were filled with turbulence, which was even more uncontrollable than when Leng Yiyao saw this sniper.
It's like a whirlpool. Every time, when others think they have approached her, understood her, and become familiar with her, she will always dodge behind her, revealing the wider space behind her!
When he was in D City, this sniper was just a model, and the mold was not even made. It was completely polished step by step by the hands of the designer. In this world, he was sure that no one else would see this sniper before him. So, what did she rely on to understand all the principles and components of this sniper
The scorching sun shines on the ground. In this desert country, every day is spent like this. But at this moment, he actually feels a dryness in his throat. The heat that is far from being extinguished by water makes him whole. Everyone's fingertips are numb.
"Do you want to test the gun now?" Leng Yiyao found that there had been no voice from Hemo for a long time. She turned around with a surprised look on her face, only to see him turning around and walking towards the window.
The window was pushed open by him with one hand, and the curtains were instantly lifted by the breeze outside the window, and the whole room was illuminated instantly. She tilted her head in surprise, watching him lean forward, brushing one hand on the window edge, and lowering his eyes slightly, as if he was blowing the wind.
The breeze seemed to consciously help his face, and then it fell tremblingly on his collar. The white shirt was slightly opened and swayed gently with the direction of the wind. At this moment, he was like a painting that came into view, cold, determined, and unattainable. Even the texture of his skin exuded an ultimate temptation that made people's blood rush.
Leng Yiyao moistened the tip of her tongue and suddenly felt that the silence in the room was not as good as his leaning profile.
But, is it hot in the room
Why do you always feel that his breathing is a bit unreasonable
"Everyone is here at the training ground now. The gun test during the day is too conspicuous. After the evening exercises, I will take you to the gun room." In the strange calm, Frey had to break the silence. He felt that he really came to the wrong place today, a big mistake!
These two people, standing together, were like magnets. Their magnetic field was completely different from that of ordinary people.
He was holding desserts and juice, standing here stupidly, like a huge light bulb, the kind of person who even disliked himself.
But, isn't the main purpose of coming today just to test the gun with Leng Yiyao
The marshal suddenly stopped speaking, so he had to do the talking for him.
Frey closed his eyes, feeling very uncomfortable that it was going to be dark right now. He thought in his mind that it would be more comfortable to test a gun or something than to stand here now, watching the ambiguous atmosphere between the two people. Much more.
"It's getting late, you should go back to the training ground." After hearing Frey's words, Hemer finally turned around, and the look on his face had returned to calm, as if everything just now was just someone else's fantasy, "I It seems that you have a good relationship with the women's academy. After your evening exercises are over, I'll have someone find an excuse to take you to the gun room."
Her temperament seems to be neither hasty nor slow, but in fact, she is cold-hearted. Hemer originally thought that she could not refuse to come to the military academy and had other plans. He never thought that she would become friends with those female officers and even sit on the lawn to enjoy the cool air together in the afternoon.
"Okay." Leng Yiyao was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect him to think so carefully. On her first day at the military academy, she was so high-profile that even the officers had to treat her differently. If she casually went out after the evening exercises, it would probably arouse more people's speculation and suspicion. However, if it were him, it would be much simpler. After all, to him, the entire military academy is just a children's paradise.
Leng Yiyao covered the DSR-1 sniper again with a black cloth, turned around, and walked towards the door. The light and shadow fell behind her, accentuating her well-proportioned figure to the extreme. The beauty of the combination of movement and stillness, even with his eyes closed, Hemer could describe it without missing a beat.
Just as she was about to step out of the room, he suddenly raised his voice softly: "I'll ask the cafeteria to add extra meals tonight."
Leng Yiyao's whole body fell silent, and then, an undisguised look of ecstasy appeared on her face.
Turning his head, he looked at someone who was leaning against the window: "Really?"
"Have I lied to you?" Helmer found that perhaps, in this life, he had not completely touched the entirety of her soul, at least one corner had been clearly touched. It is clear that if you want to capture a man's heart, you must first capture his stomach. But why, after arriving at his place, it was the other way around
"The chef is here in person?" She suddenly thought of those desserts, and in the blink of an eye, they were already walking towards Frey. No, he was walking towards the delicious food in Frey's hand.
Sweet butter, sweet and slightly sour cranberries, rich Matcha Melaleuca….
I didn't see how fast she ate. Even the curvature of her fingertips on the dessert was extremely elegant, but the dessert on the plate disappeared quickly.
Frey watched in stunned silence as she drank the last sip of juice and licked her lips leisurely, feeling a little messy all over.
This, how much does he love to eat, so that he can have such a good appetite again and again in front of the marshal? Girls from other families, no matter how careless they are, will still restrain themselves. Didn't you see that when the marshal walked over to the group of female officers with wheat-colored skin and no delicate face, their girlish hearts burst into tears? This, is this because you don't take the marshal seriously, or do you already regard the marshal as one of your own
When Leng Yiyao raised her head, she saw Frey who was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear. His eyes were wide open, as if she was full of dissatisfaction at how she managed to finish three people's desserts in just a few minutes. untie.
Um
For three people
She lowered her head and looked at the clean disc, feeling a rare sense of shame: "Sorry, I ate all yours."
I guess the fat chef really thought it was just afternoon tea, so he didn't prepare too many pastries. However, based on the number of people, it was three for each person.
"It's okay, I don't eat sweets." A smile flashed in Hermer's eyes, his eyes flashed past her still flat belly, and then he smiled lightly.
"No, no, it's fine if Miss Leng likes it. I'll bring more next time." Frey panicked and was fed a mouthful of food by the doting smile of the marshal in the distance. He looked away and quickly smiled: " The food in the military academy is all served in big pots, so you can’t season it carefully. The chef said he’d come over to make pasta in the evening, I guarantee you’ll like it.”
Leng Yiyao said, even though the chef looks short and fat, he can't stand up to others. Taking all this into consideration, he is indeed an expert in cooking.
"Okay. Then I'll go to the training ground first. The instructors will be back soon." She took a look at the sky and determined that she couldn't delay any longer. She waved her hand, smiled slightly, and disappeared in an instant.
The green figure disappeared so quickly and so silently that the two people in the room fell silent for an instant.
"Did you see it just now?" Hemer opened the window wider, and his whole body was bathed in the sunlight. For a moment, it felt like he could disappear in the circle of light the next moment.
"Miss Leng knows the structure of sniper rifles well." Frey was startled and blurted out subconsciously.
That kind of familiarity that is almost engraved in her bones, even the entire sniper has become a prop in her hand. No matter how it changes, it will be obedient and obedient. For a moment, it is obviously a dead thing, but it seems to be alive. .
"What else?" Helmer did not turn around. On the contrary, he seemed to ask casually, as if he was testing Frey's observation skills.
"What else?" Frey was stunned, unable to guess what the marshal was thinking. What else could there be? Miss Leng did not shy away from playing with a gun in front of the two of them, which in itself meant that she was not prepared to hide her talents. What else did the marshal discover
Helmer lowered his eyes, moved his fingertips, and landed on Frey's eyebrows: "Is it just a sniper?"
Frey was stunned for a moment, as if a bolt of lightning suddenly split his brain.
Yes!
More than just sniping? Miss Leng glanced around this armory. Apart from being surprised at the first sight of all the weapons, there was no expression of shock at all!
She was obviously used to seeing these. These weapons, which even the world's top armorers would go crazy upon seeing, were nothing more than vulgar objects in her eyes.
Only the DSR-1 sniper is impressive.
This shows what
The corners of Frey's lips suddenly trembled slightly.
If what Miss Leng revealed without hesitation just now is just the tip of the iceberg, then what kind of vastness is hidden deep in her heart
Evans can be beaten to the ground in three and a half minutes, and Kings Camp can be knocked unconscious in ten minutes. In terms of fighting ability, let alone the empire, there are few opponents in the world. The key is that she can still have a clear understanding of these most advanced and violent weapons that use the power of the empire. At the age of sixteen, it was impossible for her to reach such a height even if she didn't eat or drink.
While Frey was trembling and speechless, Helmer faintly raised the corners of his lips, lowered his head, and watched Leng Yiyao walking out of the main entrance of the small building, slowly walking towards the training ground, his eyes flickering -
On the other side, the female officers, who had basically lost their focus on training all afternoon, pounced on Leng Yiyao as soon as they saw him.
"You actually know the marshal!" Laura's voice can be heard clearly by people within a five-kilometer radius. Fortunately, all the male officers have been taken to the back mountain for training, otherwise after hearing Laura's words, , the entire military academy exploded.
"The marshal is still alone with you!" The voice of the vice-president of the girls' class was completely confused. Who doesn't know that there is not even a woman in the marshal's house? The marshal never talks to a woman alone, let alone being alone with a woman. But just now, the marshal left her in tandem, gone! We walked for more than half an hour! What did they do during this period? What did you say? What to do, I really want to know!
"What's the matter with the buttery smell in your hands?" Someone with a sensitive nose sniffed at Leng Yiyao's side, looking puzzled.
"Well, I'm hungry, so I'm looking for something to eat." She said frankly and shamelessly, with a matter-of-fact expression on her face.
Pull it down! Getting along with the marshal is such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, will you take advantage of it? Even if they are about to starve to death, ordinary people would not do such a thing.
Laura rolled her eyes and was about to speak when the deputy squad leader beside her gently pulled her hand, "What's wrong?" Laura was curious. Didn't the deputy squad leader dislike Leng Yiyao
"I remember that the last thing she said before she left was, 'I'm hungry and I don't have the energy.'" The deputy monitor blinked and thought, it couldn't be true. The first general of the empire came to the military academy to feed Leng Yiyao? Just thinking about it, it’s impossible.
But, what were the last words the marshal said before he left
Everyone in the women's class quickly went through the scene just now in their minds, and then, with strange and dumbfounded expressions, Marshal Yuan seemed to have really said "Follow me" to Leng Yiyao who was complaining about hunger!
So, in front of me, this person is really a solid foodie.
If someone else said something like this, they would be drowned in saliva by all the women in the empire in seconds!
"By the way, didn't you say you wanted to take me to see the dormitory?" Lunch was too unpalatable. She wandered along the shade of the trees for a long time, but she couldn't find any game that could be used for barbecue, so she spent her nap time It was wasted. Leng Yiyao looked at Laura, who was obviously still unable to recover, and smiled with a refreshed face.
"But, it's not time to rest yet." Laura shook her head subconsciously, but Leng Yiyao put her on her shoulder: "But there's no one to supervise her."
All the instructors have moved to the back mountains to torture people. Today they are in a no-nonsense zone. She originally thought about practicing physical fitness starting this afternoon, but the sniper just now made her completely change her mind. There are so many fun things to do in the evening. If I don't go to the dormitory to catch up on my sleep now, I feel sorry for the after-school program that I have been looking forward to for so long.
"But..." As the president of the girls' class, Laura had never skipped class. Just as she was about to refuse, she was pulled away by an unstoppable force.
"Stop it, hurry up." After saying that, he dragged Laura directly out.
For a moment, everyone in the women's class paid attention. What happened to Leng Yiyao? Before leaving obviously, he was still lazy, but when he came back after eating something, it was as if he had received chicken blood
"Should we follow?"
Everyone looked at the girls' class monitor, waiting for her opinion.
Unexpectedly, she shook her head. Even the marshal did not hesitate to come to the military academy to find her in person. Would someone like her be swayed by other people's curiosity? Besides, in terms of her skill and courage, they were no match at all. Instead of upsetting her, it would be better to just wait and see what happens.
"We'll see about it tonight." Don't you want to go to bed? Going to bed at this hour must have other plans for the night. I don’t know who the person she made an appointment with could be...
However, even if they were beaten to death, they probably wouldn't have imagined that Leng Yiyao's "beautiful date" tonight was definitely not someone they could afford to "see"...