Night’s Nomenclature

"Have you really never touched a gun before?" Lao Liu looked at the target paper 50 meters away and asked suddenly.

The 50-meter target is considered a decent distance for a pistol. Some people like to practice the skill of quickly drawing a gun at 100 meters, but Lao Liu knows that 50 meters is definitely enough in most encounters. Beyond this distance, you need to switch to an automatic rifle for firepower. Suppressed.

"I touched it," Qingchen said while changing the magazine: "My father had a pistol for self-defense when I was a child, and I later pawned it."

At this time, Lao Liu discovered that Qingchen was awkward in using firearms and even changing magazines at first, but after changing them three times, he immediately became as proficient as a veteran.

Qingchen finished the magazine again and then looked at Lao Liu: "Brother Liu, can you dismantle this pistol for me to take a look at?"

Lao Liu thought for a while, fiddled with it a few times with his skilled fingers, and then disassembled the Gray Fox-012 federal army standard pistol.

Qingchen closed his eyes and recalled for a second, then reassembled Gray Fox-012 very neatly, and then dismantled it again.

He dismantled and reassembled it over and over again, and by the third time, he was already as fast as a veteran in the federal army.

Lao Liu scratched the back of his head, and he suddenly discovered that no matter what the other party learned, he would become extremely proficient by the third time.

In fact, he had already become vigilant, because during their investigation, Qingchen was found to be someone who did not know how to use firearms at all, but the ability that the young man showed now was completely inconsistent with the investigation. .

Therefore, Lao Liu had reason to suspect that Qingchen might have falsified his past identity and then concealed his identity to come to Boss Changqing.

But Lao Liu felt that something was wrong. Who would be an undercover agent who would expose himself as soon as he entered the Mid-Levels Manor? I'm afraid only a fool would do this!

Therefore, compared to his previous guess, he felt that Qingchen was more eager to prove himself and then touch the sniper rifle.

Lao Liu and the others have already found out Qingchen's past identity, so there is no point in further investigation.

Then it can only be confirmed from other aspects.

However, Lao Liu's duty is to protect Li Changqing's safety. Some things must be confirmed: "Brother Qingchen, I want to confirm some things. Don't worry too much. It's right to be cautious when working around the boss."

"Yeah, I understand," Qingchen nodded.

At this time, Qingchen had already made a decision in his heart. He stayed in the Li family. Initially, it was because of Yi Rang's appearance that Li Changqing favored him.

But now he doesn't want to really die for such a stupid thing, so he has to prove his strength.

Lao Liu simply led Qingchen to the archery range and said: "This is usually a place where the children learn archery. The bodyguards are not allowed here. I just saw that your hands are very steady. You can hit the target in three shots with any gun." , if you can shoot a bow and draw an arrow and calculate the trajectory just like playing with a gun, then we will get over it."

These days, there are many people who can shoot, but few who play with bows... and even few who have seen a bow!

The gun is a life-saving weapon, and the bow is the plaything of the nobles.

Lao Liu said: "Brother Six, I won't embarrass you. A bow is definitely more difficult than a gun. As long as you can hit the target for the 50-meter target for the third time, we will not pursue this matter. Moreover, you will not care about anything in the shooting range in the future." You can use my quota for any kind of firearms or bullets. My quota is much larger than that of ordinary people. If you want to practice shooting outside, a sniper bullet will cost hundreds of dollars."

"Okay," Qingchen nodded lightly and picked up a recurve bow from the bow stand.

Lao Liu also took one: "I'll show you how to nock a bow and fire an arrow. The rest is up to you."

As he spoke, he opened the bow, let go, and the slender arrow hit the bullseye with a clang.

Qingchen glanced at Lao Liu in surprise, but he didn't expect that Li Changqing's security chief was an all-rounder and could play everything.

"Hehe," Lao Liu looked at his expression and said with a smile, "You don't have to envy me, I'm just familiar with my skills."

Qingchen recalled Lao Liu's actions and shot an arrow directly.

The arrow was twisted and thrown high in the air, landing lightly outside the target.

However, Qingchen didn't think much. He pulled out an arrow again, put two fingers on the bow string and pulled it back. His hand didn't tremble at all, and his chest and abdomen stopped rising and falling while holding his breath.

With a hiss, the arrow was thrown out again.

At this moment, Lao Liu clearly felt that there was a change in Qingchen's aura. It was something inexplicable, just like when a person has everything under control.

With a thud, Qingchen's second arrow landed on the target.

Lao Liu was stunned. It was much more difficult for a bow and arrow to hit the target at 50 meters than for a firearm, because the bullet's trajectory was straight within 50 meters, but the bow and arrow was not.

At this time, Lao Liu also discovered a detail. Qingchen's body leaned forward slightly when setting up the bow. This was a not very standard movement, but it was very similar to Lao Liu himself.

But Lao Liu was like this because his leg was lame, but he didn't expect Qingchen to even learn this.

At this time, he already believed that Qingchen might really be a learning genius, and quickly corrected him: "Your posture is a little wrong. You should lean back a little more to make it more stable. I am like this because my leg is lame. You don’t want to learn this…”

"I wonder why it's a little awkward," Qingchen muttered, drawing the bow again and firing the arrow, only to see that the third arrow was firmly nailed to the bull's-eye.

Not only that, Qingchen skillfully drew the bow and fired an arrow, shooting seven more arrows in a row, all of which hit the bull's-eye.

Qingchen looked at Lao Liu and said, "Only if you are familiar with it."

Lao Liu: "..."

This time, he truly believed that Qingchen's ability to master weapons so quickly was indeed due to his extraordinary talent.

"I keep my word. From now on, you will use my quota when you come to the shooting gallery. Even if the monthly quota is completely used up, I will not frown. If I frown, I will not be a good man," Lao Liu muttered with a little distress.

"Can I practice sniper rifle now?" Qingchen asked.

"Okay," Lao Liu sighed, "I will take you there after you are familiar with conventional firearms. Although you have a strong learning ability, don't be too ambitious. The probability of ordinary people using conventional firearms is much higher than that of using sniper rifles. "

"Thank you, Brother Six," Qingchen thanked him from the bottom of his heart. He already knew that Brother Six was not a bad person, at least he didn't deliberately make things difficult for him.

And Lao Liuxin asked, will this young man always be so calm?

He recalled the boxing match last night. Yes, if he could leapfrog and defeat a land cruiser in the octagonal cage, his psychological quality would naturally be strong.

Moreover, Lao Liu had thought before that Qingchen came to the security team just to show off. After all, security is different from a boxing match.

But now, the opponent is about to make up for the shortcomings of firearms.

Lao Liu recalled the hardships he endured while practicing shooting, and said to himself that the gap between people in this world is really too big.

He took Qingchen back to the firearms area: "See for yourself, tell me what you need."

"Brother Six, please let me try out all the firearms, and then each gun will be equipped with five magazines," Qingchen said.

Since Lao Liu said that he can only touch a sniper rifle after he is familiar with all conventional firearms, then he should familiarize himself with it and show it to the other party.

Lao Liu was shocked: "Although I have a large quota, I don't have to waste it like this, right?"

"It's not a waste," Qingchen shook his head and said, "It is indeed useful."

Immediately afterwards, Lao Liu asked someone to fetch two racks of firearms. The racks were full of everything.

Qingchen took out the triggers one by one, and silently calculated something in his heart.

Today was a working day, and there weren't many security guards training in the venue. A few staff members, together with Lao Liu, simply helped him fill the magazine.

And Qingchen, like an emotionless shooting machine, did not stop even though his palms were hurt by the recoil force.

Gradually, a whole layer of bullet casings were scattered on the ground around Qingchen, and there were countless bullet casings.

The staff glanced at him from time to time, thinking to themselves that I don't know where this guy's face came from. Is he just wasting ammunition here?

However, Qingchen was using the quota from Lao Liu, so it was hard for them to say anything.

According to usual practice, ordinary bodyguards do not have the authority to deploy so many ammunition and guns.

At this time, Lao Liu always felt that something was wrong. He sat aside and silently observed Qingchen while pressing the yellow bullet into the magazine.

At this moment, after Lao Liu waited for Qingchen to try more than thirty pistols, he suddenly stood up and said to him: "Close your eyes."

Qingchen closed his eyes calmly.

Lao Liu casually took out a pistol from the gun rack and pulled the trigger towards the target.

The staff looked at him in surprise, not knowing what Lao Liu wanted to do.

But I heard Lao Liu suddenly ask: "What gun am I using?"

Qingchen said calmly: "Chihe-021, caliber, 12 bullets."

Lao Liu pulled the trigger again: "What now?"

"DaMo-001, caliber, 17 rounds."

Lao Liu changed four more pistols in succession, and Qingchen could accurately name the firearms just by listening to the sound of gunshots.

Now it was the staff's turn to be shocked. If Lao Liu hadn't cooperated with the young man in front of him, it would have been terrible.

Lao Liu just explained to them that today's gun practitioner has never touched a firearm before, but now he can identify the firearm just by listening to the sound.

At this time, Lao Liu solved the doubts in his heart: "Were you memorizing these things just now?"

"Well," Qingchen nodded: "Brother Six, you said you need to be familiar with conventional firearms. I think what you said makes sense. If you can identify firearms in actual combat, you can clearly know the enemy's effective shooting distance. How many rounds does his regular magazine have, so that can be used to calculate when he needs to change magazines."

On the battlefield, it is a very scary thing to be counted on to change the magazine time. Anyone who has actually been on the battlefield knows that that time is called the fire vacuum period, and it is the most dangerous moment for everyone.

Lao Liu was a little speechless, and he said to himself, I asked you to familiarize yourself with conventional firearms, just to familiarize you with how to use them, but I didn't say that I would familiarize you to this extent!