House Dad’s Literary Life Chapter 792: Shooting range, familiar feeling (1/4)
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Would you like to show some real technology to Lao Zhang? To save him always underestimate himself. Sitting in the jeep in the year of Mo He, Yang Yi kept thinking secretly.
"What gun did you play in the army before? Rifle? Pistol? Or machine gun?" Mo Henian asked one after another.
They are heading to the shooting range of the largest gun club in Grand Prairie, where there are more types of guns than gun shops and supermarkets, and they can experience different gun shooting.
"Everyone has played it." Yang Yi answered simply.
During the war wolves, the predecessor had even trained the heavy-duty machine guns of the tank, and even had the training of shell shooting. The question asked by Mo Henian was a little too pediatric!
Of course, Yang Yi figured it out, he didn't show up in front of the old man. Although putting your qualifications out, you can let Mo Henian know that she is not an ordinary veteran, nor is it a soft persimmon. But it doesn't seem to be any good to beat yourself in the face of an old man!
At the shooting range, Yang Yi discovered that this shooting range is a bit interesting. Some are indoors and need to wear headphones to shoot inside. Some shooting ranges are built in the wide and open suburbs. Not only can the shooting paper be used, but also various Shooting of various items-bottles, apples, etc.
Mo Henian is obviously a regular visitor to this firearms club. As soon as he came in, the administrator greeted him cordially. Several fashionable old men wearing shorts and polo shirts at the door also called: "Mo! Your cow ... … "
These fashionable old men look like they came back from playing golf, chatting heartily with Mo Henian. They had already played enough to prepare to go back. Now that they saw Mo Henian, they are back on their shoulders and are ready to go back and fight for another 500 rounds.
Originally, Yang Yi thought that these old men were the same farmers as Baria and Mohe, but when Mo Heian introduced him, Yang Yi knew that they lived in the town and were doing different things. Business, some run large supermarkets, some run bars, and some sell cattle and sheep, but that is mainly done in the nearby city of Arlington.
"Choose a gun and see what you want to play." Mo He was very cold-hearted and didn't neglect his son-in-law just because he saw a friend. He handed over the roster of firearms and showed it to Yang Yi. Practice it one by one and try to change it later. "
The name of the firearms in this world is very different from that of Yang Yi ’s previous life. Yang Yi took a few glances and picked an automatic rifle similar to the M16.
When leading the gun, Yang Yi was new and could not use the firearm alone. A coach came to teach him how to use this rifle and tell him some rules to be followed in the outdoor shooting range and indoor shooting range.
Several old men do not go to play by themselves. They are chatting and watching Yang Yi, a rookie, with training.
"Mo, I thought your daughter would marry a young man from the United States. I didn't expect that she would still marry the Chinese."
"Hmph, this kid is shit!"
"I think it's okay, as far as I know, China is not as tall as him."
"Oh, Mo, I heard that your daughter is a star in China?"
The old men were chatting, and Yang Yi patiently listened to the coach ’s instructions. He did n’t tell the other party that he actually understood everything. After all, this is a brand new world. First look at other people ’s demonstrations to make sure they did n’t understand errors Errors are more meaningful than rushing to show yourself.
"You can try it with me." The middle-aged coach with big belly pooped nodded to Yang Yi.
Yang Yi finally grabbed this dark-colored rifle, the texture of the gun was a little worn, which gave Yang Yi a wonderful touch, and the cold feeling also made Yang Yi a little lost, and his spirit seemed to be at this moment. The same through two worlds.
"Pick up a gun, what do you need to do?" The coach saw Yang Yi froze, thinking he didn't know how to play with the gun, and reminded him.
Yang Yi recovered, he smiled slightly, and his hand moved.
I saw that Yang Yi lightly pulled the handle of the rifle, and checked it. A series of complicated operations were completed in a stream, and then he inserted the magazine.
"Click" sounded softly, as if it were a starting gun.
Yan Yi felt that the voice of the whole world became clear. He could perceive the movements around him, the positions of the old men who talked, walked, and smoked, and the positions of some gunmen in the distance.
He has completely entered the state of battle, as if if a gangster emerges, he can immediately shoot at the target!
In fact, the coach originally thought that it would take a while to train for a while before Yang Yi could understand the usage of this gun, but now that Yang Yi is so skilled in operation, what he originally wanted to say, he was stunned. go back.
"You know what a gun is!" the coach said dumbly. "Show me two shots? I think you may not need to train!"
"Where to fight?" Yang Yi asked.
"100-meter target, A8." The coach pointed to a target in the distance.
According to the coach ’s request, Yang Yi walked to the position of A8, gently pushed the safety device, that is, the speed machine, upwards, selected the single-shot mode, and then he skillfully leaned the **** on his shoulder, side Sideways, aim, shoot.
"Bang!"
The gunshots interrupted the chatting of the old men, and they all watched over.
"I started shooting so soon?"
"How are your grades?"
Mo Henian was also a little curious and followed his friends to his son-in-law and coach.
The target paper of the shooting range is now electrically replaced, and there are cameras to view the traces of bullets. The coach quickly called up the A8 target paper on the display next to it.
Yang Yi ’s bullet hit the lower left side of the target paper, still a bit away from the target. However, the bullet did not miss the target, which caused several old men to laugh and clap.
"Yes, the first time you shoot, there is such a level! Make more efforts!" Mo Henian encouraged. In fact, he was very satisfied with his son-in-law's performance, and he was able to hit the target paper. He can brag about Yang Yi's talents to his friends!
Yang Yi could n’t help crying, but he was n’t completely familiar with this gun yet. The first shot was just an attempt. He wanted to see the recoil of the gun, the shooting speed of the bullet, and the degree of falling.
Now, he already has the basic concept in mind, counting some revised data silently, and he shoots at the target paper in the distance.
The bullet hit the upper right of the bullseye, it is still slightly off, but this time the distance from the bullseye is much shorter!
Yang Yi has learned the performance of this gun after two tests.
However, no one looked at his performance. The coach saw that he was already very skilled, so he left a box of ammunition to Yang Yi, and went to visit the shooting range for others.
And Mo Henian chatted with his friends and felt that it was not fun to watch. At the suggestion of one person, they took a double-barreled shotgun and went to play a flying saucer!
Yang Yi was on the side and changed the target of 200 meters. However, he still shot while standing, hitting several bullseyes easily. Unfortunately, no one saw his good results.
Yang Yi didn't care. He was also an addicted fan. For Yang Yi, guns are just a simple skill. In contrast, his previous life prefers the assassination of cold weapons.
However, when Yang Yi was practicing guns, there was something wrong with his old man.
"Mo, how about let's gamble?" Three old farmer came over, and the one who started was holding a cigar and said with a smile, "You have to give me a chance, I like what you treasure It ’s been a long time for Remington! "