Chapter 11

Chen Feng used both hands to exert strength, and finally raised the Sniper: "it's too heavy. The arm has been shaking. There's no way to aim at it."

Lin Xian also nodded: "I give up the sniper gun, the rifle can barely use."

Hong shuibin didn't rush to lift his gun. After seeing the performance of others, Hong shuibin pointed out to Chen Feng and Lin Xiannu: "you see, pan Yuguo, murongxuan and Nangong Mengdie are holding their guns very steadily, and they have begun to practice shooting. Ah? Nangong Mengdie still uses the sniper gun. It's too fierce to meet the identity of a beauty? "

"Really, we can't be compared by girls, look at me!" Chen Feng is not willing to be compared. He calls out a target 50 meters away, puts on protective earmuffs, and raises the beam blocker gun, aiming and firing three times.

Hong shuibin stepped forward to see the results. Each shooting station had its own independent performance indicator. Chen Feng's score was embarrassingly displayed as 0. Obviously, he didn't even touch the edge just now.

"Wow, ha ha ha, you are too weak. Don't mention the results. You didn't even hit the target." Hong shuibin immediately started the mode of ridicule.

"Don't just talk about me. Try it yourself. It hurts." The recoil of the sniper is very strong. Chen Fenglian's 3 shots are even more ridiculous. Now he only has the strength to knead his shoulder.

Hong shuibin didn't believe in evil. He also picked up a light beam barrage gun and slowly took three shots. He turned his head and looked at his performance indicator. He was also a duck egg.

"It's too difficult. I don't know how well pan Yuguo and his friends are playing?" Hong shuibin did not wait for Chen Feng's sarcasm to shift the topic directly. He saw that some people were surrounded by Pan Yuguo's three people.

After struggling with the gun for a long time, Lin Xian still couldn't hold up the support to keep shooting posture. Hearing this, he immediately put down his gun and ran over. After watching for a long time, he walked back with astonishment: "Pan Yuguo and murongxuan both scored above 8.5, Nangong Mengdie was even more powerful, so he didn't go down 9 rings."

Hong shuibin helped his forehead: "Why are there so many non-human beings? How can I feel that the goal of surpassing them is to seek abuse?"

Chen Feng turned around and walked back to her desk. This time, she did not choose a sniper gun. Instead, she raised her rifle: "isn't president pan saying that our talent is superior in this session, so I don't have confidence? I'm not going to give up. "

Hong shuibin also raised the beam rifle, carefully aimed: "ha ha, that of course, is to find that he is a little behind a little, we have to hurry up."

Holding the beam rifle in hand, Chen Feng closed her eyes and found the inexplicable sense of closeness in her brain. She gradually felt that she was integrated with the gun. She aimed at the bull's-eye at 50 meters away. The recoil force was not as large as expected, and the beam emission was so wonderful that Chen Feng could not bear to open her eyes.

Before Chen Feng realized it twice, Hong shuibin shook him back to reality: "Chen Feng! Tell me how you did it? "

"What the hell? What and how? " Chen Feng, puzzled, looks at Lin Xian, who is also excited.

Lin Xian doesn't like Hong shuibin so much. He stays in his position and organizes his words: "you just hit the score of 10 rings in full circle. From 3 shots in the air to 1 shot in full circle, the change is too fast for us to accept."

"Yes! How did you do it? Tell me Hong shuibin began to shake again, as if Chen Feng would never give up without saying so.

Chen Feng was shaken and couldn't even shake her head: "I don't know. I just feel close to it. After a while, I fired. I haven't understood it. Don't shake shuibin. I'm falling apart. "

"Are you gifted, the son of God, good at making guns good at shooting?" Hong shuibin looked at Chen Feng, then at the performance indicator and began to guess. To tell you the truth, Chen Feng envies Hong shuibin's wild imagination. No matter what, he can put on a reasonable explanation.

Eager to find the feeling just now, Chen Feng pushed aside Hongshui bin and said, "practice quickly. The college life is only one year. We don't have much time. Besides, waterfront, you should lose weight. You're getting heavier and heavier. "

"Go away! I'm the standard weight. " Hong shuibin rolled his eyes and returned to the shooting range.

Lifting the beam rifle again, Chen Feng reflected on the shooting just now. This time, she clearly felt that the gun seemed to be a part derived from her own palm, without any astringency, and seemed to be able to aim and shoot according to her own will.

Ready for bull's-eye, Chen Feng fired three shots again. 9.5 ring, 9 ring, 8 ring, the result is quite good, this is Chen Feng does not adapt to the recoil force caused by continuous shooting.

"It seems that the waterfront is right again. I have a special talent for rifles. I don't know if I have a sniper gun? Try again. " Chen Feng verified the conjecture put forward by Waterfront just now.

I felt like holding a sniper for a long time. I didn't feel like holding a rifle just now. The sniper is still a sniper gun. I'm still in my hands. There's no change. On the contrary, I'm dying of acid hands.

Chen Feng didn't believe in evil. He still took up the sniper and aimed at shooting. The huge recoil force shocked him all over.

"Well, there's no sense in the sniper. It's all blind." Chen Feng stopped looking at the performance indicator.

Looking up to Nangong Mengdie's direction, she used the sniper gun to practice just now. Now she still uses the sniper gun. I don't know if she has changed the rifle in the middle.Sighing again about the strength of this beautiful woman, Chen Feng withdrew her eyes and saw that Hongshui bin was also fully engaged in practice, carrying a rifle to aim and shoot again and again. Although Hong shuibin is usually not upright, he can always put his position in the right place when he should be serious. With the talent of this diehard party and a correct attitude, he will probably become a legend.

Looking back at Lin Xian, it was another scene. Lin Xian was still swinging his gun on his shooting platform, touching the sniper and rifle, not knowing what he was doing.

Chen Feng was puzzled and asked, "Lin Xian, what are you doing?"

"Ah!" Immersed in his own mind, Lin Xian was startled: "I just tried two kinds of guns a few times, and all failed to hit the target. I don't know what to do."

"Let's practice the rifle first. The shooting speed is fast and the sitting force is low. You can try it several times in an afternoon."

"Well, thank you, or I'll have to struggle for most of the day." Lin Xian nodded, picked up the beam rifle and started shooting.

Looking at Lin Xian in practice, Chen Fengxin thinks that although this roommate has a high synchronization rate, he may not be suitable for operating mecha to fight.

Shaking her head and clearing her mind, Chen Feng gave up her sniper gun and began to focus on rifle practice. An afternoon passed quickly. Until Teacher Lin announced that class was over, all the people reluctantly left the shooting platform.

Lin looked at the expressions on the faces of the people and gave a smile: "don't look so sad. The shooting area will be open in the future. You can come whenever you want to train, and the fighting area on the opposite side is the same."

The crowd was overjoyed, and even a few turned and ran back to the shooting range to continue practicing.

Don't be so anxious for them to come back. This afternoon's practice is almost enough. I'll go back and think about my future development direction first. If I keep practicing without thinking, I won't really make progress. "

The freshmen left each other, and Chen Feng stood together. Chen Feng took out the phone and called shangyoujia to go to dinner.

Hong shuibin should have achieved good results, with a triumphant look on his face: "although I can't compare with those perverts in Pan Yuguo, I'm sure that few people in the class can surpass me in the first time of touching a gun ~"

"is that right? Are you so indifferent to me? " Chen Feng pointed to her nose and said with a dark smile.

"No, you're not. You're dead." Hong shuibin had secretly seen Chen Feng's practice results in the middle of the way, but he was not beaten.

But after practicing for an afternoon, he had not hit several targets, and even changing the sniper gun midway had no effect. Lin Xian began to doubt his life and said pitifully, "am I stupid? It doesn't hit the target at all. "

Looking at the heartache, Hong shuibin hugged Lin Xian and comforted him. He did not forget to stick a gold on his face, but also belittled Chen Feng: "not everyone like me is abnormal. No matter what I practice more, there will always be effect. How many people do you surpass with such a high synchronization rate, don't you? Although Chen Feng's rifle is playing well now, it can't compare with you in synchronization rate. "

Chen Feng is also very worried, should and way: "yes, I am not your opponent, now we are just groping for our own weapons, everything is still early."

Lin Xian wryly laughed: "although the synchronization rate is high, but it can't be used. Isn't it the same as nothing? I don't like fighting all the time, but I promise I'll try

Chen Feng laughed, patted him on the back and pushed forward: "no one can say anything about the future. We must try our best to persist in the end, and there will be repercussions. But now, people are iron and rice is steel. We have to eat first. "

Lin Xian picked up his bad mood and followed two roommates to the canteen.

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