From scrap mecha to sci-fi heaven

The order on the wasteland is chaotic, so the pursuit of personal force is extremely popular.

Guns, prosthetic transformation, these are extremely popular ways to improve, especially guns, which are cheap and deadly.

Therefore, many people often practice two gun skills, and gun shops and gun training grounds have become a place that will not be lacking wherever they go.

After saying hello to Qiao Wa and Zhao Xing, Lin Yu and Old Man Zhang came to a gun training ground not far from the hotel.

"Have you ever fired a gun before?"

Rejecting the coach's sales pitch at the gun training ground, Old Man Zhang went straight into teaching mode.

"No."

Lin Yu shook his head.

In his previous life, he was born in a country where guns were extinct, and he couldn't even get into military training to shoot.

After arriving here, although he made a gun himself, he only used it to scare Rupert, and there was no chance to shoot at all.

"Then try it yourself first and feel the feeling of shooting."

Old Man Zhang selected the guns provided in the training ground, and finally handed a weaker pistol to Lin Yu.

Although the technology of electromagnetic guns and even energy guns has been pointed out, there is still a big market for live ammunition weapons on Blue Star.

Just like vehicles, live ammunition guns are cheaper in both production and use costs.

And as the first hot weapon technology tree to be pointed out, from small pistols to missiles and nuclear bombs, this mature technology tree is not inferior to any energy weapons.

"Okay."

Lin Yu didn't waste any words and took the pistol directly.

He wanted to unlock the clues to the shooting skill, and he was going to try it.

Since he had made it himself, he had already understood the structure of this simple gun. He skillfully opened the safety and loaded the gun, and fired at the target in front of him.

Bang!

As expected, the bullet fell into the air.

But this also made the old man Zhang on the side relieved.

At the moment when Lin Yu fired, he was really a little scared.

He was afraid that Lin Yu would be as good at shooting as he was in fighting and mecha engineering.

If that was true, he would be a little embarrassed.

Seeing that Lin Yu paused after firing a shot, Old Man Zhang immediately said: "Don't be stingy with bullets, get familiar with the feeling of shooting first, and don't force the three points and one line that is often said. What you are looking for is the feeling of hitting.

The unmodified human body cannot measure and calculate as accurately as a machine. In actual combat, there will be no time for you to think and aim, and you may not even be able to see the target clearly.

Whether it is a gun, a bow or a manually projectile weapon, the real sharpshooter who can hit the target every time has turned aiming and hitting into instinct in a lot of training, and shoots by feeling."

"Okay."

Lin Yu listened carefully to these experiences of Old Man Zhang, then raised his hand again and fired another shot.

Bang!

A bullet came out of the gun barrel. Before the gun sounded, the bullet had already cut through the void and accurately penetrated the bull's eye of a target a hundred meters away.

"Ten rings! Hit the bull's eye!"

The intelligent voice broadcast sounded clearly from the speaker in the corner.

Old Man Zhang's expression froze.

Coincidence, it must be a coincidence.

Bang, bang, bang!

"Seven rings!"

"Eight rings!"

"Eight rings!"

Old Zhang breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it was not particularly evil.

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

"Ten rings! Hit the bull's eye!"

"Ten rings! Hit the bull's eye!"

"Ten rings! Hit the bull's eye!"

"Ten rings! Hit the bull's eye!"

"Ten rings! Hit the bull's eye!"

Old Zhang was stunned, and the smile that had just emerged as a sign of weakness was completely frozen at the moment of being ready to fire.

"I now doubt that you are teasing me, an old man~"

After Lin Yu emptied the magazine amid a series of "bull's eye" broadcasts, Old Zhang said faintly: "You have never fired a gun. Those prostitutes standing on the street can be called models of chastity."

This is called never firing a gun?

You have never fired a gun, but you got ten rings on your second shot, and after two more mistakes to get familiar with the feel of the gun, you hit the bull's eye every time, right?

It is said that you need to find the feeling of hitting, but this is actually just a rather mysterious statement.

In essence, it still relies on a lot of training to accumulate, continuous trial and error, relying on instinct and subconsciousness to estimate the trajectory, finding and remembering the way of aiming and hitting in repeated training, and turning it into instinct through countless repetitions.

Aiming by feeling is not not aiming, but relying on subconsciousness and instinct to aim.

There may be talent factors in this, but more of it depends on thousands of times of practice, and it is not something that can be achieved by just good talent.

"Well, I really haven't fired a gun, I just practiced a little bow and arrow."

Lin Yu was a little embarrassed when he saw the stunned and somewhat resentful look of old man Zhang.

"How much is slightly?" Old man Zhang said with a dark face.

"... Not bad?" Lin Yu hesitated.

"..."

Old man Zhang's face twitched slightly.

Not bad.

Good one not bad.

He remembered that this kid also said that his martial arts were not bad a few days ago.

The result is that there are only a few people in the entire Qiaowa team who can beat him in three or two moves.

This time it is not bad again, and the result is that he hits the target every time, right?

"I didn't expect it. I thought guns and bows and arrows are not completely interchangeable."

Lin Yu coughed twice, not knowing how to explain.

Fighting is triggered by learning fighting skills through the ego consciousness to obtain clues.

In acquiring shooting skills, he naturally followed suit.

Compared with silly hard training, it is obviously faster to switch Lu Bu's personality.

After all, compared to his personal force, Lu Bu's shooting of halberds at the gate was the one that really made his name famous in history. His shooting skills were naturally not bad.

Originally, he thought that the initial velocities and ballistics of bows and arrows to firearms were different, and the shooting experience should not be completely interchangeable. However, when Shinichi got started, he found that he still underestimated Lu Bu's shooting skills.

It's really like what Old Man Zhang said, it's as if it's been refined over time. You don't need to aim with your eyes, just rely on feeling to hit the target.

The first ten rings were a bit of a hit, but after a few trials and errors, and after adapting to the differences in weapons, the target within a hundred meters was almost no challenge.

In fact, he now feels that using firearms is far more comfortable than using bows and arrows.

The initial velocity that exceeds the speed of sound, the stability brought by the rifling and ammunition structure are simply not much superior to the original bow and arrow.

"Now I finally understand why you don't want to learn from me..."

Old man Zhang also sighed at this time and smiled bitterly.

Fighting ‘not bad’.

Shooting skills are ‘not bad’.

The level of mecha engineering is such that he can manufacture mechas on his own.

This is enough to surpass most low-level pilots.

The next step is nothing more than adapting one's combat skills to the mecha, improving it into a form that is truly suitable for mecha combat, maximizing the power of the mecha, and forming one's own combat style.

But that needs to be adjusted according to the configuration of the mecha. You need to find out the most suitable mecha and combat method in actual combat. After a little optimization and adjustment, it is not a temporary success. The first generation of bare metal without anything is completely lacking in this. necessary.

Moreover, don't forget that this kid is also a mecha engineer. He designs the mechas himself. He doesn't even need to adapt to the mechas. He can completely let the mechas adapt to himself.

As for more advanced fire control, air and space combat, space combat, etc., these are not what low-level mecha masters need to be exposed to, and there is no such teaching environment at present.

Looking back, Old Man Zhang suddenly realized that he really had nothing to teach Lin Yu at the moment.

So...the loser is actually me?

Thinking about how shamelessly trying to teach others, he felt blushing and ashamed now.

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