Chapter 28

Chen Feng asked Hong shuibin and Lin Xian to help themselves to the shooting platform, let them leave themselves, lean against the wall, put on earmuffs and began to practice their rifle skills.

Chen Feng's weak body made it extremely difficult for Chen Feng to lift the gun, let alone hold the aiming position for too long, and the first shot flew. Chen Feng shook her head in secret. She simply changed her posture and put her left shoulder against the wall. Her right hand quickly lifted her gun and pressed the trigger.

Chen Feng looked at it strangely, put down the gun and rubbed her eyes again. There was no mistake. It was really 8 rings.

"What's the matter? I just had a simple visual inspection and didn't really aim at it? " Chen Fengnan murmured to herself.

After a hundred thoughts, Chen Feng simply did not think about it. Since she couldn't think of it, she had to continue her own practice. She continued to fire a shot according to the action just now, and the score was 6.8. Now Chen Feng is not calm, once is luck, two times in a row can't be shit luck.

But maybe I'm really stepping on shit today? Chen Fengshou and fired a shot, and quickly looked back at the performance tester, the top of the big 5.5 ring.

Damn it, Chen Fengzhen doesn't know why. Although the scores are lower than each other, they show that they all hit the target accurately. However, they can hit the target with a simple visual inspection and such a flick gun can hit the target. When does shooting become so simple?

But Chen Feng had to ask teacher Lin for help: "Teacher Lin, I have a problem."

Teacher Lin is guiding Nangong Mengdie to adjust her shooting speed: "shoot slowly, or with the recoil force of the light beam blocking gun in the future, according to you, the boot armour will soon be scrapped, and we can't repair it for you every day."

Nangong Mengdie did not pay attention to him. He continued to shoot at his own speed. Teacher Lin was hurt. He saw Chen Feng looking for him to leave quickly and ran to him sadly: "classmate Chen Feng, are you not feeling well?"

Chen Feng didn't have the spare time to take care of Nangong Mengdie. She asked, "Mr. Lin, help me see how this is going on?" After that, he tried to raise his hand to shoot, and a 7-ring immediately jumped out of the performance indicator.

"Eh? It's too much of a joke to hit. " Chen Feng's action is not standard, and there is no specific aim. Mr. Lin thought that he must be flying, but when he saw the result, he couldn't stare any more: "this is not scientific! That's why you called me here? Did you hit the target in the same way? "

Chen Feng's strength was still recovering slowly. She could only lean against the wall and nod her head: "well, several times in the counterattack, I felt strange and called the teacher to come over."

Mr. Lin frowned and thought for a long time, but could not think of the reason. He asked Chen Feng to fire again. This time, he was so absorbed in Chen Feng's movements that he did not let go. After Chen Feng finished firing the gun, teacher Lin shook his head: "it's not standard at all. You just look at the target and throw the gun at it. There is no pause in the process and there is no aim. Should you miss the target this time?"

Chen Feng speechless looking at teacher Lin, head toward the performance display instrument extended to let him see. Teacher Lin put his head forward and nearly lost control. He crazily said, "how can this be possible! How can you hit the target with such random movements? I've taught shooting lessons for more than ten years, and I've never seen such a wonderful flower

Looking at the cheerful teacher Lin into self doubt, the culprit Chen Feng was a little impatient: "teacher, do you want me to try again? Maybe we won't be able to call again later. "

The commotion here attracted the attention of other students. Seeing that many people had cast their eyes, Mr. Lin forced himself to calm down: "since you said that you have hit several times before, it is not an accident. Maybe you have a talent in shooting. Now I'll teach you the right posture first, and you'll have a try. "

Let Chen Feng put down his gun. Mr. Lin stood on his shooting platform. He held the gun in his right hand and placed it above the center of his body. His right eye looked at the target through the sight lens. He held his breath and pressed the trigger: "bang!" A beautiful 10 ring.

"Now try it." After the demonstration, Mr. Lin got out of the way. Seeing Chen Feng's action unchanged, he helped him stand up: "come on, I'll help you with your support. You can concentrate on your actions. This strength is always there."

"Yes, Mr. Lin, don't worry." Teacher Lin's strength is very strong, Chen Feng did not feel any shaking. She closed her eyes and recalled what she had just done. Chen Feng slowly raised her gun and held it flat in front of her.

Teacher Lin supported Chen Feng and guided him: "yes, it's like this after lifting, but before lifting the gun, it's not so rigid. It's more convenient to bend your hands properly. Remember. Especially in close combat, it's very difficult for you to have the opportunity to hold your gun straight and upright. Basically, it's all crooked and twisted. Moreover, there is a fatal defect: when you raise your gun like this, the opponent will know where you are going to fight as soon as you look at your gesture and won't give you the opportunity to aim. "

"I remember it!" Chen Feng put down the gun and then raised it again. This time, it was smooth and coherent, and felt more comfortable than before. Teacher Lin nodded: "yes, that's it. Now aim."

Chen Feng used to aim smoothly when holding the gun in both hands, but now she has been unable to keep the bull's eye on target. Either her right hand shakes or her eyes can't see. She has been aiming with the gun at the end of several times before, and can't provide experience.

Seeing Chen Feng's hesitation and hesitation in aiming, Mr. Lin saw his problem: "your body has not adapted to this targeting method, and the strength of your arm is not enough. After you go back, remember to practice your upper limb strength, as well as the feeling that you will aim when you raise your hands in front of you."Chen Feng nodded and said that she had written it down. It was not easy to finally aim. She did not hesitate to pull the trigger. Just after the beam was fired, Chen Feng turned her head and looked at the performance indicator: 9 rings, very good result.

"Damn it, it's hitting the target again, and it's getting better." Seeing the results, Mr. Lin was more and more sure that Chen Feng was a genius in shooting again. He did not let him go and let him continue shooting: "you go on, I hold you, and I am familiar with how to aim."

Chen Feng was also more and more motivated by the results, can't wait to shoot again, heard this naturally overjoyed, full of promise: "good, trouble the teacher."

Next, Chen Feng raised his gun to aim more and more skillfully. He even fired 12 shots and all hit the target, and the lowest scores were above 8 rings. However, Chen Feng had a wound on her body. Her arm was unable to support her, and her energy was exhausted. She also knew that he was almost at the limit. She helped him to a chair and sat down.

Many students have paid attention to this place before. Mr. Lin helped Chen Feng shoot so many guns that many people left their shooting range to watch. Seeing that Chen Feng's gun hit score was still so high, he exclaimed repeatedly. Finally, even pan Yuguo, murongxuan and Nangong Mengdie all put down their guns and walked away.

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