Chapter 179

"The shooting range is open all year round. Come here when you are free and practice well. My movements are not the most suitable for you. The most suitable movements are those created by you. There are standards for training, but there is no actual combat. You can come as you like. Don't be solidified by training. Killing the enemy is the best shooting method. No one cares whether you are lazy donkey rolling or yellow dog peeing. Remember "Have you lived yet?" said Xiao.

Qin Fei nodded vaguely.

"The master brought me in, and the practice was personal."

Lao Xiao stood up and patted Qin Fei on the shoulder, "rookie, remember my method just now, and then practice by yourself. When you are stuck, when you are all the targets, and the shortest time, that is the most suitable posture for you."

"That..." Qin Fei saw that Lao Xiao didn't seem to want to go on, and quickly asked, "how can we hit all the pistol bullets at one point?"

Lao Xiao smoked a cigarette and looked back. It seemed that he saw an alien.

"Think with your head!"

He raised his index finger and turned twice on his temple without being objective: "this is indoor! The distance is only 30 meters. The bullet is also a modified high-pressure bullet. The gun is a modified competition level barrel and brake. It is extremely excellent in terms of stability and recoil. The external influencing factors are almost equal to zero. Is it difficult to hit a point?"

Qin Fei scratched his head and thought, and finally said, "it's difficult!"

"Fuck!"

Lao Xiao looked at Qin Fei as if he were looking at a lump of shit.

Finally, he couldn't help but pick up the mk23mod0 already installed on the table and pull Qin Fei back to the shooting range.

Point to the first iron chest ring target 30 meters in front.

Lao Xiao ordered, "target number 1, one shot, shoot!"

Qin Fei changed into a new magazine and loaded the gun.

Bang——

One bullet hole appeared in the ten rings of chest ring target No. 1.

"Take the gun."

Qin Fei quickly took the gun back.

Lao Xiao immediately gave another order: "one shot, shoot!"

Qin Fei shot again and fired.

Bang——

In this way, 10 rounds of ammunition in the mk23 magazine were fired in a row.

Lao Xiao just stopped.

They went to the chest ring target. Lao Xiao pointed to a pile of bullet points in the ten rings and said, "look, what do you see?"

Qin Fei looked at it carefully for a long time and said, "no, you play well."

"Nonsense!" Lao Xiao slapped Qin Fei on the head impolitely. "You have me to play well, and you need to have the cheek to worship me as a teacher?"

"I want you to see why your impact points are so scattered. Have you thought about the reason?"

"Thought about it!" Qin Fei said, "but I can't figure it out!"

Without saying a word, Lao Xiao immediately came to Qin Fei again.

Qin Fei covered his head and muttered to himself that he would be beaten to tell the truth. Shit, I think it makes sense. Do you want to ask you?

"How do you usually aim? Or what the army taught you? At three o'clock and one line, the target's bull's-eye is blurred, and the gap collimation is clear?" Lao Xiao asked.

"That's right." Qin Fei nodded, because this is the standard shooting essentials in the textbook.

"It's better to have no books than to read dead books." Lao Xiao said, "it's better not to move all the textbooks. Do you know how I aim?"

"I don't know."

Qin Fei couldn't help scolding his mother secretly again. Isn't this nonsense? You know what I'm asking? I'm sick?

Lao Xiao suddenly drew a gun and fired.

Bang bang——

The bullet hit target 2, which was different from the first rhythmic precision shot. This time it was very fast.

Qin Fei leaned down and looked through the observation mirror on the target. All 10 bullets hit one point, almost the same as before. There was only a trace of dispersion, which was estimated to be 2-3mm.

Lao Xiao shook his head again and sighed: "old, old, really old..."

Qin Fei stood aside with black lines all over his head. You play so well when you are old. How can you let a young man like me live?

"Did you see that?" Lao Xiao asked, pointing to the target. "Do you think I did it exactly according to the textbook?"

This problem really gives Qin Fei a headache.

Lao Xiao shot. He really didn't see the way. After all, what his eyes are in others, how to aim and how to do it. Only Lao Xiao himself knows that he is not a roundworm in his stomach. He doesn't know how he can shoot so accurately.

"Not only a rookie, but also a stupid rookie." Lao Xiao continued to abuse Qin Fei with words.

"You didn't see it just now. I didn't manage the sight gap at all. I just stared at the target and shot."

"Only staring at the target?" Qin Fei felt incredible.

Lao Xiao said, "what's strange about this? You usually play rapid fire. Do you proofread it every time?"

"That's not true," Qin Fei said. "The first time I raise my gun, I will aim slightly. After that, I rely on feeling."

"By the way, it depends on feeling!" Lao Xiao said, "it seems that you are not so stupid as to be hopeless. No shooter can proofread every time in rapid fire. Most of the time, it depends on feeling."

"But..." Qin Fei first covered his head and then asked, "can you play so accurately by feeling?"

"Why not!?" Lao Xiao habitually raised his hand to knock Qin Fei's head, but he smiled when he covered his head. "Why not? Have you studied artillery?"

Qin Fei nodded: "I've learned mortars and howitzers. I've seen others fight."

Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered what Xiao Pang said in the cooking class of the third artillery company, carrying a black pot and wearing a green hat to watch others shoot.

So I couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at? You've learned mortar, so you should have learned simple shooting, right?" Lao Xiao said, "what does simple shooting rely on?"

"Feeling!" Qin Fei's eyes lit up and thought of the essentials of simple shooting. He suddenly felt that these so-called "feelings", whether they were the same subjects or not, seemed to be able to master them.

Simple shooting is actually a single person gun operation, which simulates how a gun squad fires at the target when the gunner sacrifices to one person in battle.

This extreme shooting method requires the gunner's familiarity with the gun, and estimates the shooting angle based on the feeling trained at ordinary times and the length of fingers, palms and even arms, so as to achieve the level of hitting the target.

"That's right, it's just a feeling! How to correct the impact point when the artillery has no steering wheel and no calculator?" Lao Xiao asked.

"By fingers, everyone's fingers represent different numbers of density. You can use your fingers and palm!" Qin Fei was excited. He seemed to guess what Lao Xiao was going to say.

"Yes, in the final analysis, you don't have to think about what three points form a line every time you shoot, which will slow down your speed. As long as you train your body, two hands and the gun into one, you raise the gun and aim at the same place of the target, which will never be wrong. Remember the feeling of aiming, then you just need to stand against the target you want to shoot, and you will die The exact range in! "