Gu Qingjiu said, then he took a complete gun in his hand and dismantled it into parts in just ten seconds.
Looking at it, Tang Yuyu exclaimed, "you are learning so fast."
As long as you understand the principle and master the corresponding tips, it's easy to dismantle the gun.
But Gu Qingjiu is the first time to use it. It's quite good that it can be disassembled so quickly.
"Next, it's hard to combine the gun into a complete one. It's not like dismantling the gun..."
In the slow teaching of Tangyu, time began to pass.
After learning the basic knowledge in the morning, it's field training in the afternoon.
The steps of the higher training camp are basically the same as those of the boot camp, and nothing happens that is not used to it.
Until another shooting class.
The last time Gu Qingjiu touched the gun for the first time and directly hit the 20 meter target center, which made him famous in the military region.
This training, there are many people want to see GuQing wine lively.
They still want to understand that Gu Qingjiu is not only taking luck, but also making great progress.
If her shooting class is not bad again, then her marksman's name can be determined.
This time, Gu Qingjiu, like others, rotated to the target.
She was the second wave.
At this time, first look at others shooting.
When munan Ji came over, he suddenly asked about he Niancheng as if he were chatting with Gu Qingjiu.
"Comrade Gu Qingjiu, do you know the general instructor of the boot camp?"
Suddenly heard the general instructor's name, but also let Gu Qingjiu levy.
For several days, the man had been flickering in her mind.
She is avoiding this person consciously now, but I didn't expect that someone would ask her about him.
Drooping eyes, expression some obscure, Gu Qingjiu should say: "yes, the wood instructor, the general instructor used to train us, how can I not know?"
"I'm sure that's not what I'm asking. I heard that you last caught several traffickers who wanted to fish in the muddy waters of the military area?"
Munan's silent eyes are meaningful.
When he mentioned this, Gu Qingjiu was stunned: "ah, in fact, it was the chief instructor who stopped me. I just happened to..."
"Coincidentally?"
Monan's quiet voice, rusty, seems to be gossiping.
But next to the monitor came, saluted him, something to report.
He immediately put on a solemn face and listened to the monitor's report.
Gu Qingjiu is looking at him with no words.
How do you always think that this instructor doesn't look very serious.
What's more, he asked her if she knew the chief instructor for no reason?
She had doubts in her mind. There was a voice from the comrades ahead. It was her turn to play.
This time it's in the center.
Looking at the bull's-eye in the distance, Gu Qingjiu breathed.
It doesn't matter where it is.
The key is whether you can have that kind of state this time.
It has hit the bull's eye, and GuQing wine will not take it lightly any more.
When she picked up the pistol, her eyes changed.
Some sharp, shining fine.
As if everything around her, in her eyes, is the goal.
She had a strange sense of satisfaction with the gun.
After checking the gun body and confirming that there is no problem.
Gu Qingjiu holds the gun and stands in front of the corresponding position.
As soon as she came on stage, there were many eyes around her, and she began to look over consciously or unconsciously.