The Life of a Gangster That Started In a Gun Shop

According to Ye Qing's teacher, after practicing with empty guns several times. Chen Tuhao finally ushered in the long-awaited live ammunition shooting session.

With a pilgrimage-like heart, Chen Tuhao imitated Ye Qing and pressed bullets into the magazine. Commercially packaged bullets look cleaner and more beautiful than the bullets in the general army ammunition box.

Chen Wanting, who was originally a bit of a clean freak, was a little shrewd about pressing bullets, and she also let go of the burden in her heart.

The M1911 uses 0.45ACP caliber ammunition. Converted to metric, the caliber is 11.43 mm, and the old-fashioned single-row magazine design makes the magazine capacity of this pistol not large. Seven bullets were loaded into one magazine, which quickly filled four magazines.

The reload speed is not slow, but after the shooting starts. But he had to face an embarrassing situation that required frequent stops to press bullets.

In shooting ranges in many countries in Southeast Asia, in order to deal with this embarrassing situation, there are often hired gun boys who are specially responsible for helping customers press bullets. However, in the Silver Eagle Federation, where labor costs remain high, except for the top luxury shooting range that specializes in serving some rich people, the general shooting range does not have a dedicated gun boy.

Fortunately, Chen Tuhao didn't care about this. In his words, the enjoyment of playing with a gun is the process of manipulating a gun. If the reloading has to be done by someone else, then it is better to go to the domestic shooting range. After all, in that kind of shooting range, there is someone to help you even load the gun...

It's still mandatory, you can't do it yourself if you want to.

Put the full-loaded magazine into the magazine pocket on the tactical waistband, and insert the pistol into the holster. Chen Tuhao took two deep breaths, relieved the excitement in his heart, and quickly stood in front of the shooting target.

"When you're ready, put it in the holster and turn on the gun insurance."

Seeing Chen Tuhao in place, Ye Qing also walked behind Chen Tuhao and acted as a security guard. At the same time, I took a shooting timer from the cart.

Compared with the general stopwatch, the only difference of this timer is that when the timer switch is pressed, it will emit a "beep" sound. This sound is very loud, and its function is also used to remind people around the shooting range and other shooters. Some people here are going to shoot live ammunition, and people are prohibited from moving around at will.

Gradually, in some time-limited shooting competitions, the sound of this timer also replaced the whistle at the beginning of the game. As for Chen Tuhao, he usually does not watch some shooting videos, and he is very clear about this.

The first time Ye Qing pressed the timer button after seeing that he had opened the insurance. Chen Tuhao quickly stretched out his hand to draw his gun, loaded it, and fired at the target.

"Clap clap clap~"

A series of seven gunshots rang incessantly. At the moment when the gunshots ended, Ye Qing immediately pressed the timer end button.

"6 seconds 27, two hits on target."

Looking at the time displayed on the timer, Ye Qing smiled and told Chen Tuhao the result, while watching Chen Tuhao's next move.

This short-range pistol shoots quickly, and the results are very good. Just by ear, listening to a few metal slams can give you an instant result.

Hearing his grades, Chen Tuhao seemed a little frustrated. Maybe because his daughter was by his side, the old face was still a little ashamed.

"It's okay, it's not bad to hit the target twice for the first time."

Looking at Chen Tuhao's standard magazine ejection, he checked the action of the magazine. The satisfied Ye Qing did not shy away from her kindness, and smiled and comforted.

And from some perspectives, Ye Qing is not a complete comfort. This kind of rapid shooting, the average shooter's hit rate is only about 40%, only those military and police secret service personnel and professional competitive shooters who have undergone professional and extensive training can achieve a hit rate of more than 80%.

So, the first time I played, the score of 2 out of 7 was really not bad. Of course, this is without considering speed. However, considering that Chen Tuhao is in his forties after all, it is understandable that the speed is slower.

"Come on, change the magazine, and do it again."

Reset the timer to zero again, Ye Qing said.

"it is good!"

Hearing Ye Qing's words, Chen Tuhao took out a new magazine from the magazine bag next to him and put it on. Then lightly hit the pistol grip with the right hand, while the thumb opens the pistol safety.

"Drip!"

"5 seconds 83, hit the target with one shot."

To report the results faithfully, Ye Qing said with a smile.

"Four shots, the fastest time is 5.6 seconds, and the maximum hit is 4. It's pretty good!"

"Hey, I'm still getting old. The reaction speed can't keep up. Wanting, it's you again. Come on, try to surpass Dad!"

After checking the gun and inserting the safety pistol back into the holster, Chen Tuhao turned around. Looking at Ye Qing, he smiled extremely shyly.

"Don't worry, I will definitely play better than you!"

It has been more than an hour since Chen Tuhao's family arrived at the store, and Chen Wanting seems to have let go. Seeing his father's smirk, he said with full of energy.

At the same time, she really has this confidence in her heart. After all, it wasn't too difficult to hear Ye Qing's explanation just now.

"Daughter, come on! Overtake your father!"

After Wang Wenyan, who had been playing with her phone for a long time, saw her husband start shooting, she also put down her phone and started watching the fun. No matter how much she didn't like guns before, but when she saw her children playing, she still hoped that her daughter could play well.

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"The shooter is in place! When you're ready, turn on the gun insurance!"

Ye Qing sighed slightly in her heart, and immediately recovered.

"Drip~"

As the timer rang, Chen Wanting drew out her pistol. She shot out the bullets in the magazine at once, her speed was much faster than Chen Tuhao.

Even if Ye Qing didn't use a timer, she could tell by listening to it.

However, this result was a little embarrassing.

"4 seconds 52, 0 shots hit the target! Chen Wanting, don't hit so fast at first. Look where your bullets have gone?"

"Boss Ye, I... can't see..."

Listening to my zero grades. Chen Wanting's face turned red in an instant. In fact, even if Ye Qing didn't say anything, she knew that her grades would definitely not be good.

She didn't feel it when she didn't shoot, but when she pulled the trigger, she immediately felt the irritability of a gun as a weapon. In addition to the huge sound, every time the trigger was pulled, a powerful force slammed into his hand.

"Okay, slow down a bit. This is your first time using a gun. The subject of rapid shooting is a bit out of the norm. In addition, the M1911 is a 0.45 gun, and the recoil is too large for a pistol."

Facing Chen Wanting who looked a little cute, Ye Qing felt a little helpless. At the same time, he became more and more sure of his previous judgment that this little girl's strength was not small.

If it weren't for the practice with empty guns, Ye Qing saw that she was holding the M1911 very firmly, and she didn't feel any difficulty. Ye Qing would never give her a 0.45 gun from the beginning.

After all, inexperienced female gunmen are more terrifying creatures than female drivers.

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