Chapter 303

But I don't know for the rest of my life that rocket launchers are more difficult to control than guns.

It's also very difficult to hit the target.

However, with earth induction shooting, this problem is naturally not a problem.

The crocodile said, "do you see the huge center ahead? Try it and shoot there."

For the rest of my life, I nodded slightly. Then I slowly raised the rocket launcher in my hand and aimed it at the target in the shooting range. There was a huge bull's-eye. The bull's-eye was painted and very big.

Then, I took a deep breath for the rest of my life, and my eyes became sharp.

The next moment, his eyes began to change. The bull's-eye was clearly seen by him. Moreover, the longitude and latitude contracted, which seemed to be looking for the target point.

As you see the bull's-eye clearly for the rest of your life, you can directly lock the bull's-eye.

For the rest of my life, I found that as long as it is a weapon that I can control, I can use earth induction shooting, which surprised me for the rest of my life. This thing is really powerful.

"Boom..."

Pulled the trigger for the rest of my life.

The shell is like an arrow flying away from the string. The speed is not even clear to the naked eye!

The moment he pulled the trigger for the rest of his life, he felt a strong recoil. Fortunately, his physical quality was strong, and this recoil was nothing.

"Boom..."

The next moment, with a bang, the red heart in the distance was hit in a moment.

Then there was an explosion.

Such a scene, seen by the crocodile, the crocodile directly stagnated on the spot.

The crocodile now looks confused.

"Hit?"

The crocodile looked at the rest of his life with disbelief. His eyes were wide open with a thick inconceivable. He couldn't imagine that he really hit him for the rest of his life?

For a moment, the crocodile had doubts about the rest of his life.

"Have you practiced bazooka?"

The crocodile couldn't help asking.

Indeed

If you haven't practiced bazooka, can you hit so accurately? You think you're watching TV? Those gods can hit the first time without practice?

That's nonsense, Hu Zou Badao.

Therefore, crocodiles have this question.

"No, it's the first time to play." he said with a smile for the rest of his life, "it just feels like this thing is like a sniper gun. As long as you aim well, you can fight wherever you want."

"Moreover, I can perfectly calculate a ballistic line according to the wind speed, the relationship of mathematical trigonometric function, the action of physical force and chemistry."

"As long as this ballistic line is calculated, you can hit the target."

"Brush..."

As soon as this word was spoken, even the crocodile had an unidentified look on his face.

It's not that he doesn't understand these words, because he has learned them, but... What the hell is this to calculate the ballistic line? When can the ballistic line be calculated?

Is your boy's brain a computer? Can this be calculated?

Most people use rocket launchers and naturally need to learn theoretical knowledge, but... Theoretical knowledge only allows you to control the rocket launchers faster. If you want to hit the target accurately, you have to rely on continuous practice and exploration.

All theoretical knowledge is just a foundation.

But the boy... He was stunned by the combination of direct theoretical knowledge and hands-on operation.

He even began to doubt that the boy was an old hand.

But it looks like an old hand, especially when carrying a rocket launcher and installing shells for the rocket launcher, it doesn't seem to be so standardized.

As a soldier, to play this, we must achieve the model standard.

After all, this thing is too dangerous. If you are not careful, it will kill people.

The crocodile couldn't help looking at him for the rest of his life. The boy was simply short-sighted.

He felt that playing with bazookas for the rest of his life was also a pure waste of shells.

But now he said he wouldn't let him fight for the rest of his life? He wanted to teach him how to use the bazooka for the rest of his life. That's good. The boy's accuracy is better than him.

For a moment, he suddenly felt powerless.

It seems... Nothing can stop this boy.

If fan Tianlei were here, he would burst out laughing. At that time, someone can finally understand his difficulties.

He used to want to teach more for the rest of his life, but soon found that the boy's learning ability is an out and out pervert. Anything in his hand will soon produce flowers.

So later, fan Tianlei couldn't teach, because he learned everything he should learn, even better than you. How can he teach?

That's why fan Tianlei goes wherever he wants as soon as he trains. He's upset to watch him here.

Good training. As long as this boy is here, it's a shit stirring stick.

The crocodile took a deep look at the rest of his life and opened his mouth. For a time, he didn't know what to say. After a long time, the crocodile took a deep breath.

The crocodile said, "No. 1, you Chinese, how many soldiers like you?"

Hearing the speech for the rest of his life, he looked at the crocodile, smiled and said, "I'm just a recruit egg, and these people we come here are recruit eggs, soldiers like me... How can there be a million?"

For the rest of his life, the crocodile was surprised and took a breath, but immediately the crocodile thought of something and shook his head secretly.

If China really has millions of soldiers like this for more than a lifetime, China will be really powerful.

The boy is so sick, what about the others? How abnormal will it be?

So he is also a little unconvinced. Relatively speaking, the other nine Chinese people are a little more normal.

At this time, I took another shell for the rest of my life and installed it on the bazooka. Without shells, the bazooka is a fire burning stick, which has no great effect.

The crocodile saw that he had carried the bazooka for the rest of his life and didn't say anything.

The crocodile just looked at the rest of his life and didn't point out the rest of his life. He didn't need his guidance for the performance of the rest of his life.

For the rest of his life, he aimed in a direction again, and the corners of his mouth picked up, showing a little funny smile.

But in the depths of his eyes, there was a touch of self-confidence.

As long as he wants, he feels that he can do what he means? There is no room for.

When he saw the target in the distance for the rest of his life, he pulled the trigger upward without hesitation. His purpose is to let the shell fly from the sky.

The shell will take the form of a parabola and eventually fall in the middle of the bull's-eye.

After all, no one has driven the bazooka horizontally, and the bazooka is not used for horizontal driving.

But just then

Suddenly something flew towards the rest of my life.

In this direction, it seems that this thing is meeting the shell.

"Boom..."