Chapter 882

On the training ground, Fu Yucheng took a look at his watch, then looked at the two children coming and nodded with satisfaction: "yes, today is the shortest time."

After that, he took over their displacement device.

Seeing the launch record above Xi Yancheng, he gazed: "met the snake?"

"Well." Xi Yancheng nodded: "we drove it away."

"Good." Fu Yucheng said: "fulfill your promise, I will take you to shoot the target tomorrow."

Gong Mo Yi eyes a bright: "drillmaster, I can also?"

"Well." Fu Yucheng was expressionless: "this is your reward."

He didn't tell Gong Moyi that it was a chance Xi Yancheng gave them in exchange for 100 push ups per night.

The next day, they came to the shooting range.

Fu Yucheng is also training with other players.

Fighter pilots are very demanding and must be proficient in all aspects, so we have a fixed training time every day.

At the end of the training, they saw two children coming, so they whistled to say hello to them.

There is no woman in the base here, especially the little girl, so everyone likes Gong Mo Yi very much.

See her come over, there is a young man to her hand: "Xiao Yi, come to Uncle hold you to hit target!"

Gong Mo Yi blinks: "uncle, I am now Fu instructor's team."

As soon as the young man heard this, he was suddenly chatting.

Although the instructor was young and had just graduated from the military academy, he was born in the army since he was young, and his father has been promoted to be a general. No one dares to offend him.

The crowd flushed palace Mo Yi to smile to greet to finish, then all a slip smoke ran away.

On the shooting field, Fu Yucheng first taught the two children how to hold a gun.

Xi Yancheng has obviously played with him. His movements are standard, his wrist is strong and he stands upright.

After Fu Yucheng taught the key points, let him try first.

The teenager didn't hesitate, and his eyes were sharp.

With a shot, a hole appeared on the target 20 meters away, showing nine rings.

"Not bad." Fu Yu city light way, said, began to teach the palace Mo Yi.

The real gun is a little heavy, Gong Mo Yi almost just raised his arm, felt the obvious weight.

It was easy for her to pull the trigger, but at the moment of pulling, her wrist was weak, and the muzzle of the gun went down unconsciously. The sound of the gun rang out and she missed the target directly.

Gong Mo Yi pursed her lips in chagrin. Her strength is still too poor.

Around him, Xi Yancheng practiced more and more skillfully. At the age of 11, all the young people had an inexhaustible amount of energy. After hitting the back, almost all of them were ten rings.

Therefore, he asked to put the target back.

Palace Mo Yi rubbed some sour hands, suddenly thought of what, eyes a bright.

She pressed the acupoints on her arm to relax her arm completely. When she lifted it up again, she finally found the feeling.

After a shot, eight rings are shown in front.

Palace Mo Yi heart is excited, want to turn head to say what to drillmaster.

At this time, a big hand picked up the gun on her side.

Then, there were several shots, all ten rings.

Gong Mo Yi turns head, looking at Palace Ling night, the bottom of the eye is small star: "Dad!"

Palace Ling night will put the gun back in her hand, squat down and hold Gong Mo Yi's hand.

Gong Mo Yi felt the trigger was pulled, and then, the sound of gunfire sounded, ten rings.

She is happy, palace Ling night is to rub her hair, language with doting: "study hard, listen to Fu instructor's words."

"Well!" Gong Mo Yi nodded: "Dad, I must be able to hit ten rings by myself!"

Just, in the end is just more than seven years old children, Gong Mo Yi hit a few times has no strength, the wrist simply can't lift straight.

On the side of his body, Xi Yancheng had already practiced the target at a distance of 50 meters. Although he missed the target, he also hit several ten rings.

See palace Mo Yi already had no strength, he walked to her behind, held her hand, raised her arm.

Gong Mo Yi turns his head, looks up at the young man's resolute face and says: "Cheng elder brother, otherwise I come to aim, you come to pull the trigger for me?"

"Good." Xiyan is in touch with Gong Mo Yi's direction and cooperates with each other.

Seven rings.

Five rings.

Nine rings.

Gong Mo Yi gradually found the feeling, until, finally saw the bullet through the bull's-eye, stable ten rings!

She turned her head happily, just to the smiling eyes of Shangxi Yancheng.

"Does this count?" She asked and went to see Fu Yucheng again.

"Count it." Fu Yucheng said: "from today on, do push ups with Xi Yancheng every day."

"Ah?" Palace Mo Yi open big eyes: "Cheng elder brother also do?"

"Your shooting training today was bought by him with 100 push ups every day for seven consecutive days." Fu Yucheng is simply a devil drillmaster: "you are too weak. In the future, you can finish 50 of them every day in several times."Miyamoi:

When she left the shooting range, she asked the teenager beside her: "brother Cheng, did you still do push ups when you came back with a load every day before?"

"Well." Xi Yancheng led her: "it's OK. I should have exercised more."

"Oh." Gong Mo Yi looked at his small arms and hands and began to worry about how to do the push ups

However, I don't know if I have been exercising well recently. When Gong Moyi does push ups in the evening, he finds that he can really do it.

Although we can only do one or two at a time, we have completed 50 of them in the evening.

As a result, she gave a performance to her mother and brothers when she was making a video with Song Yi people.

The video has its own beauty. Song Yi looks at her white daughter in the camera and is very satisfied.

Last summer vacation, Gong Ling night ran around the world with her son and daughter. When she came back, the three dolls were all turned into little black ones.

And these days, it seems that the daughter should be fine feeding.

On the day of the test of the new fighter plane on the base side, Gong Moyi and Xi Yancheng came out early to watch.

With the roar of the engine, one fighter plane after another flew into the blue sky.

Dive, spiral, beautiful multi angle roll, in the blue sky draw a beautiful arc.

This is a hot-blooded live performance. Gong Moyi is sweating. She points to one of the planes and rushes to Xi Yancheng: "brother Cheng, I want to fly an airplane when I grow up. I'll take you to fly then!"

Xi Yancheng looked down at the girl's serious face and the light at the bottom of her eyes. He nodded: "OK, I'll wait for you."

Miyamoi continued to look at the sky carefully until the whole test was over.

After the data feedback, Gong Ling ye and Xi Yan ye should return home with their children.

That day, the two children sat together and muttered all the way.

Until the Imperial City, out of the private airport, Gongmo Yi Chong Xi Yancheng way: "Cheng brother, you have time to go to our primary school to play ah!"

Xi Yancheng went to another primary school. Now he is in sixth grade and will soon be promoted to junior high school.

"Good." Xi Yancheng nodded: "I'll go to your school to look for you after school starts."

When the time comes, Pan Yi's brother nods and tells her that she has a plane.

The two children are looking forward to the appointment, but they don't know that it is ten years after seeing each other again.

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