Chapter 334

"What else can I do, students plus doctors..."

Ye Feng, with a smile, said, "as for the matter of touching a gun, do you think that besides military training, I have other channels to touch guns?"

Ye Feng's words did not deceive Nie Qingwu. He did touch a gun before, but they were all small pistols. This kind of eight or two bars was the first time to use it.

Nie Qingwu thought about it, and felt that Ye Feng did not feel the channel of the gun.

Although it's hard to believe, Ye Feng may have some talent in dismantling guns.

"Well, class four will come with me. The training will last for two hours. The other teams will observe the training."

After staring at Ye Feng for a long time, Nie Qingwu classified the goods into a crowd that could not be understood by common sense. He and Liu Feng led the crowd into the shooting range.

It's a shooting range. In fact, it's just an open space with a target paper on it.

"Liu Feng, you can explain the main points of shooting." After arriving at the shooting range, Nie Qingwu faces Liu Feng Dao.

The whole class looked forward to looking at Liu Feng, except in TV, they have never seen a real marksman.

"Next, I'll give you a practice of shooting posture. Please pay attention to it."

Liu Feng was skilled in loading ammunition in front of the group, then turned around quickly, squatted, and shot out three times.

Not long after the sound of the gun fell, the sound of "three guns and thirty rings" came from the target paper 100 meters away

WOW!

Hearing the sound of the target, all the people in class four immediately looked at Liu Feng with admiration.

The target paper is not big. It looks very small from 100 meters away. However, Liu Feng didn't aim at it carefully. He was able to score 30 rings. The name of the sharpshooter was not covered.

"I haven't used this gun for a long time. I'm not used to it..."

Liu Feng's face also showed a touch of color. After the guns returned, some provocative looking at Ye Feng said: "sharpshooters are not just talented. There is a saying in the army that sharpshooters are fed by bullets. I shoot at least 20000 bullets a year in order to maintain my current performance. "

The smell of gunpowder is very strong

Ye Feng pulled the corners of his mouth and disdained to smile.

Although Liu Feng's shooting skills are quite accurate, but if you really fight with his real swords and real guns, he will be able to get rid of the warhead with a flying needle and kill Liu Feng by the way.

"Ye Feng, just now you have a good talent for dismantling. It's better for you to show us how many rings you can play at such a distance."

See Ye Feng a look of disapproval, Liu Feng heart some fire big, skin smile flesh do not smile Chong Ye Feng wave.

"Ye Feng, try it."

Hearing this, Nie Qingwu hands Ye Feng a gun.

She also wanted to frustrate this guy and make him less arrogant.

In addition, she was also curious to see if the guy who touched the gun for the first time had talent in shooting besides dismantling and installing.

"The target paper is so big that it's no fun to fight. It's better to move back a little bit, so it's challenging."

Ye Feng sighed and slowly picked up the gun and discussed with Nie Qingwu.

Liu Feng's nose is almost crooked. This guy is young, but he is really big enough.

"How far do you want to fight?" Nie Qingwu is also amused by Ye Feng.

Ye Feng patted the 82 bars and said curiously, "what is the effective range of this gun?"

"A 400 meter single target, a 500 meter group target, still has lethality within 2000 meters." Nie Qingwu was proficient in the way.

Ye Feng quietly nodded his head and said, "well, let's have a kilometer."

"1000 meters?"

Without waiting for Nie Qingwu to speak, Liu Feng sneered: "do you know that the 82 bars have the killing power within 2000 meters, but it depends on the kinetic energy of throwing. In fact, it's very difficult to aim at 500 meters away. The record I set is only 800 meters and 90 rings. How can you hit one kilometer

Nie Qingwu also nodded. Although the killing range of 82 bars can reach 2000 meters, the trajectory is already an arc after flying out.

What's more, the 82 bar is just an ordinary rifle, not a sniper gun. Without a sniper mirror, how can it aim at a target 1000 meters away.

Over the years in the army, she has seen many sharpshooters, but she has never heard of anyone who can hit a target one kilometer away with the 82nd bar. The only record is Liu Feng's 800 meter ten shot and 90 rings.

Hearing Liu Feng's explanation and Nie Qingwu's expression, all the students in class four are staring at Ye Feng. They feel that although the eldest brother is fierce, his hide seems to be a little too big this time.

"If you can't do it, no one else can do it. Who made it?" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows and said at will.

Liu Feng's lung almost exploded. After staring at Ye Feng for a long time, he sneered and said, "OK, you can fight for one kilometer. I don't want you to shoot 10 shots and 90 rings. As long as you can hit, I will eat all the shells! "

"Ye Feng, don't talk about it so early. You should hit the 100 meter target first. If you can make 30 rings, I will let you play."Nie Qingwu also laughed, got up and handed Ye Feng a magazine.

"Why don't you believe that some things in this world depend on talent?"

Ye Feng sighed. He quickly took over the cartridge and loaded it. His internal force moved and ran to his eyes. Then he held the gun in half squat at will and fired at the target paper.

Bang bang bang!

Almost without any pause, the three guns went out of the chamber.

"One shot, ten rings, two shots Miss target..." Soon, there was a sound from the target paper.

When Liu Feng heard the sound, he immediately disdained to look at Ye Feng. The cowhide blew out

Nie Qingwu also chuckles and shakes his head, finally can frustrate this guy's spirit.

Miss target?

Ye Feng's mouth outlines a strange smile.

"Wait a minute, I'll check the target paper..."

Just as Nie Qingwu was about to suppress Ye Feng in the name of consolation, a reporter's voice suddenly came from the walkie talkie. A moment later, a burst of cold air came out: "Nie team, I made a mistake. Three shots were all hit, 30 rings, and it came out of a bullet hole!"

Three shots, 30 rings, and only one bullet hole!

Nie Qingwu instantly widened his eyes and looked at Ye Feng in disbelief.

The disdain on Liu Feng's face also disappeared in an instant. His mouth was wide and his face was full of wonder.

It can be said that the blind cat ran into a dead mouse when he hit the thirty rings, but three shots went out from one bullet hole, which was not what luck could do!

Three shots and thirty rings, and only one bullet hole. The boss is really a gifted sharpshooter!

Class four students also immediately changed the object of worship, looking at Ye Feng, a face startled expression.

"This accurate head, is not our sharpshooter Liu Feng hit?" Just then, pursued the reporter.

A drop, Liu Feng face suddenly hot.

Next to the class four students, looking at Ye Feng like a great man, are also a face that wants to smile but dare not smile.

"Master Liu, are you convinced? Some people in this world can really crush the efforts of others as long as they rely on their talents! "

Ye Feng spreads out his hands and looks at Liu Feng jokingly.

It must be a blind cat meeting a dead mouse. A guy who touched a gun for the first time, how could he achieve such a good result!

Liu Feng's face was blue and white, and he wanted to defend the glory of his sharpshooter.

After a cold hum, he turned his head and looked at Nie Qingwu and said, "Nie team, give me a chance to move the target to a thousand meters away. Today I want to see how he crushed me with his talent."