Firepower is king

The one time I played just now was considered as a warm-up, just in time to practice my hands and get familiar with the feel.

Then Gao Guang hit the same target for the third time. He was already familiar with the settings of this shooting range, which made it easier for him to hit.

The extra-long magazine saves time when changing bullets.

Also, the high-gloss bald gun does not have a sight, and a pressure relief hole is opened just above the barrel. The upward spray of gas will reduce the degree of recoil rise, making the high-gloss gun easier to control, resulting in a higher rate of fire.

Finally, it is the psychological effect brought about by the recognition of the Lord and consecration.

Ignorance is sometimes a kind of happiness. Some people can bring strong confidence because they firmly believe in something, and strong self-confidence will definitely affect their performance.

Now Gao Guang is absolutely confident in his marksmanship, but he is not so confident in shooting. However, through repeated self-suggestion and psychological construction, Gao Guang seems to feel that his gun is more comfortable.

It's definitely psychological, nothing more, but psychological is important enough to make highlights work better.

Rushing into the last room, he threw out his twin high-gloss guns. Then he didn't even have to look, he just waved the twin guns with both hands and started banging around. When both guns were out of bullets, the target fell down and was put away.

It's really extreme. You can't even see clearly with your extreme eyes. You rely purely on feeling and instinct to hit. As for how many targets you hit, Gao Guang himself doesn't know.

But the answer will come soon.

"He hit twelve!"

"This is impossible!"

"This unscientific."

There were exclamations everywhere, and when Gao Guang walked out arrogantly, holding his two pistols, applause rang out before he could say anything to boast.

Mags was the first to step forward. He said to Gao Guang with emotion: "I think it will be difficult for anyone to break your record. I don't know what to say. I can only say thank you for staying with us." A disappointing record.”

There was no hint of gratitude at all when he said this, but instead he spoke with gritted teeth.

After Mags finished speaking, Lei said blankly: "Your gun is really good and you still have room for improvement."

Is there room for improvement?

Gao Guang looked at Lei in surprise, while Lei said with a blank expression: "Your magazine changing speed is too slow, very slow. You can practice how to change the magazine. Nothing else."

Gao Guang has really never practiced changing magazines, especially the fancy magazine changing technique. He has basically never practiced it.

If you use a pistol to fight indoors, if it comes time to change the magazine, you are probably either dead or about to die.

However, Lei's advice is still very pertinent. Now Gaoguang has to stop to change magazines. If his marksmanship has no room for improvement, practicing how to change magazines faster will still be very helpful to his battle. .

The people present are all experts. Even the students are all good players when released. After all, they are special forces, and the level is right here.

"Yes, you should practice changing magazines."

"When holding a gun with both hands, you must practice the technique of changing the magazine with one hand. Place the magazine in advance so that you can shoot without interruption and change the magazine quickly."

Everyone started to talk about it one by one. There was nothing to say about shooting techniques. There was no need to discuss it. But since there was room for improvement, it was natural to say more.

Gao Guang was very happy, and he naturally had no reason to refuse.

"Okay, I'll go back and practice."

At this time, Mags waved his hand and said: "Mad dog, well, let's talk about it later. You continue training, I'll leave first."

Mags, who was hesitant to speak, left, and Lei said calmly: "Do you still want to continue training?"

"Yes, of course. We want to see if the team can hit all the targets in the fifth level."

Lei breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Okay, then you can practice. Pay attention to the formation, pay attention to the firing position, and do not cause accidental injuries. The targets in the fifth level are designed to interfere with each other. If it is a team battle, you must pay attention. You start Bar."

At this time, Dimitris suddenly said: "Boss."

Gao Guang looked at Dimitris, who said seriously: "Please fire up my gun."

Dimitris has been silent, and he has not said that his gun needs to be discharged, but now, he finally couldn't help it anymore.

From being sarcastic, to doubtful, to a little bit convinced, and now eager to fire his gun, Dimitris's mental journey is easy to guess, because most people are like this.

At this time, Laura also said with a serious face: "Can a sniper rifle be used? It looks amazing. I want to try it too."

David frowned and said, "I've been joining for a while. Why didn't anyone tell me that there is such a magical thing? I feel excluded."

Laura looked at Gao Guang in confusion and said, "Didn't he just join your team?"

With a buzzing sound, Gao Guang felt that his head suddenly swelled.

Lei actually planned to talk to Gao Guang in private when no one was around, but now, he felt that the situation was getting out of control.

Lei pulled out his pistol. He stepped forward, slapped it on the table, picked up the high-gloss blade that had been used but not sterilized, and swiped it on his finger. Blood immediately poured out from his fingertips.

It’s broken, it’s cut deep!

Lei raised his right hand and hit it in front of Gao Guang's eyes, almost poking Gao Guang's eyes.

"Please help me open the light, thank you."

Lei is also a good player. He knows the key to being quick, accurate and ruthless. He talks so much nonsense, so it is better to prepare directly.

Gao Guang was stunned for a while and said, "Uh, put blood on the gun."

I still wanted to take care of myself, but I couldn't care anymore. Lei smeared blood on his pistol and looked at Gao Guang with a serious face.

"No misfires, no explosions, no missed shots, no malfunctions. The consecration is complete."

Lei didn't take away his finger. He frowned and said, "You said a lot when you were strengthening your relationship with your gun. Can you tell me more fully?"

Gao Guang thought for a while and said: "I'm talking about it for my gun. It's like, well, it's like, it's like the words of love between lovers. If you have anything to say, just say it to the gun. Strengthen Contact, so that you can read your gun, um, the effect is better."

Lei readily accepted this theory. He picked up his pistol with a cherished look on his face, and then he said seriously: "Is there a limit to the number of consecrations?"

"No, but certainly the less the better."

"That means there is no upper limit on the number, right? But if a lot of guns are used, will it affect the lighting effect?"

"Uh, yes."

Lei still wanted to ask, but someone behind him was already impatient and said: "Lei, hurry up, there are many people waiting."

A shooting instructor said in a panic: "I didn't bring my own gun. I only brought a practice gun. No, I'll go back and get the gun."

As he spoke, he moved back, then the instructor suddenly turned around and ran away.

"Please help me consecrate it, thank you."

Dimitris was a little dumbfounded. He looked at Gaoguang and said in astonishment: "Boss, it's me."

"Stop!y."

We also have to rely on Patrick, who has been proposing and improving the theory and process of highlighting according to his own understanding.

Patrick said seriously: "Everyone, consecration is not that simple. You should at least think about consecrating that gun. This is a very serious matter. It is best not to change the gun after consecration. It is like getting married. Please be careful. treat."

Dimitris breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "Then I have to think about it. I haven't found a gun that I'm particularly satisfied with yet."

Laura frowned and said, "I don't like AWM, so I'll wait."

Lei turned around and walked out before he said to Gao Guang: "Wait for me! Wait for me!"

In fact, Lei didn't intend to be so eager, but his great strength lies in his accurate vision and quick action. After determining that a large-scale consecration ceremony was unavoidable, he had to seize the opportunity to seize the opportunity.

But after taking two steps, Lei suddenly stopped. Then he turned back and said to others: "Let's go back. If anyone wants to ask Mad Dog to consecrate him, please do so after the training." Now don’t all gather here to interfere with the training, please disperse.”

Lei left and then came back, but he didn't know why. When Gao Guang was confused, he saw a group of instructors leaving the field one after another driven by Lei.

After everyone left and Lei was left alone, he rolled his eyes, came to Gao Guang's side, pulled out the pistol that had just been fired, and whispered: "Would it be better to add your blood? "

Gao Guang's eyes immediately widened.

It doesn't matter if you shed blood to identify the owner, or you can consecrate someone, but if you use your own blood to consecrate someone else, it won't take seconds.

Deny it, firmly deny it.

Gao Guang immediately frowned and said: "Are you kidding me? Of course it's your own blood if you drop blood to recognize the master. If you add my blood, it will be chaotic. Get married, get married! Don't forget that this is the same as getting married!"

Lei gritted his teeth, and then he whispered as if he had made a great sacrifice: "I don't mind! You must have some magic power, otherwise you can't be so magical. Yes, you are a Chinese, a Chinese They all know kung fu.”

"I don't know how to do it. I do know Kung Fu, but not every Chinese person knows Kung Fu!"

"I don't care. Give me some blood. Your wound hasn't healed yet. Come on, I promise not to tell. You see, I've driven others away."

Gao Guang felt a little shocked. He had never realized that Lei was such a fanatical person before.

Patrick's values ​​were impacted. He said from the sidelines: "Hey, what do you think? Don't forget to get married!"

Lei gritted his teeth and said: "This is not a marriage after all. I don't care. Mad Dog, we have a good relationship, right? Do me a favor and give me some of your magic power. Come on, your wounds are not healed yet, and you don't need to come again." One knife."

Gao Guang looked at his finger and said in shock: "But it's not bleeding anymore."

Lei said with a ferocious look: "Do me a favor, please, I don't ask too much, just let me pass the third level, please, oh, I understand! Pay, can I pay? I promise not to say, Promise not to let others know, try it, I will try it, a little bit, just a little bit of blood is enough, please!"

Are you really so fanatical? Gao Guang looked at Patrick, who spread his hands and said helplessly: "Look at what I'm doing. I don't know if this will work. If this is a blessing, then this is... uh... let me think about it, this is Blood gift?"

If you play with fire too much, you will end up peeing on the bed. You are burying yourself in a pit.

Gao Guang's mind turned quickly, and then he lowered his voice to Lei and said, "What money are we talking about in our relationship? Come to my room at night and come quietly. Also, don't say anything about my blood in the future." , Do you understand?”