Just when the two veterans decided.

Feng Yangguang also finished his training. He was sweating profusely. His coat was casually tied around his waist, and his strong arms were exposed on his upper body, showing his masculinity for a moment.

"Xiao Yang, go wash your face and get ready for dinner."

Feng Yangguang nodded and replied "Okay" and then turned and walked towards the bathroom.

The three of them sat down at the dining table, and Feng Yangguang was concentrating on the delicious food on the table.

At this time Deng Jiuguang spoke, attracting his attention.

"Xiaoyang, I discussed it with Shanzi and we are going to let you train by yourself every morning. We saw that you trained very well this morning, and there is nothing I can teach you in this regard..."

Before Deng Jiuguang finished speaking, Feng Yangguang interrupted him.

After swallowing the food in his mouth, he replied, "It's okay. Just follow the arrangements. I believe you."

This move really moved the two veterans, considering they had only known each other for less than two days.

But Feng Yangguang didn't think much about it, because with his learning ability, as long as he was exposed to it, he could slowly summarize it himself and then integrate it. It was just a matter of time.

Of course, it's good to have someone to teach you. He wholeheartedly agreed, because there was no need to waste so much time, so the two veterans could do whatever they wanted.

After eating, take a short rest.

Feng Yangguang, who was still sleeping, was called out by Deng Jiuguang.

The two of them came to the shooting range not far from the cabin together. Feng Yangguang observed that the targets in the range ranged from near to far, ranging from 5 meters, 10 meters... and even hundreds of meters.

At the same time, he also observed that Deng Jiuguang was holding a pistol in his hand.

Soon the two came to a table, and Deng Jiuguang put the pistol on the table.

Then Deng Jiuguang asked, "Xiaoyang, do you know anything about guns?"

Feng Yangguang shrugged and said helplessly, "To explain this in one sentence, I have only seen pigs running and never eaten pork."

"Ah, what?"

Feng Yangguang explained, "It means that I have only seen it on TV and never touched it."

Now Deng Jiuguang was even more confused, "Didn't they teach you in the beast camp?"

"Master, I'm still a new recruit. I was sent here just two months after joining the army. I haven't even been taught in the beast camp yet," Feng Yangguang explained.

Deng Jiuguang patted his head and said with a smile, "I forgot about this, okay, I'll teach you again."

Then Deng Jiuguang motioned to Feng Yangguang to look at the pistol on the table.

"The pistol in front of you is the most versatile pistol in our country - a *** pistol."

Deng Jiuguang said, picking up the pistol from the table and explaining it in more detail.

"This pistol is composed of bolt assembly, transmitter assembly, magazine assembly, grip assembly, barrel, barrel cover, recoil spring, recoil spring guide rod and coupling seat, etc."

In the blink of an eye, the gun in Deng Jiuguang's hand had been dismantled into pieces.

The reason he did this was to let Feng Yangguang feel the composition of the pistol more intuitively.

There is a saying that goes well: before you use a tool, you must first understand its function.

Feng Yangguang, who was beside him, was also listening attentively.

Then Deng Jiuguang put the pistol together in the blink of an eye. "This pistol is semi-automatic, with a caliber of 9 mm. It has single-shot and continuous-fire mechanisms. Its single shot is relatively stable and easy to control."

As he spoke, he fired at a target not far away 5 meters away.

"Bang, bang, bang"

Feng Yangguang listened to the gunfire ringing in his ears.

Then Deng Jiuguang continued, "And his bursts are difficult to control."

"Bang bang bang"

A series of sounds echoed in the air.

After the fight, he turned back and asked Feng Yangguang, "Do you know why this happened?"

"Because of the recoil?" Feng Yangguang asked uncertainly.

Deng Jiuguang affirmed, "Yes, it's the recoil. This recoil is one of the reasons that affects the accuracy."

Deng Jiuguang put the pistol on the table and motioned to Feng Yangguang, "Xiaoyang, come and try."

Feng Yangguang took a deep breath and slowly stretched his hand towards the gun on the table. You have to know what a man has dreamed of most since he was a child? What are you talking about, a girl? Oh, isn't this nonsense? You still have to say it.

Ahem, let's get back to the topic, there is another one that must be firearms, Feng Yangguang doesn't care about it, after all, it means handsome.

Feng Yangguang held the pistol in his hand, gently stroking the cold gun body with his left hand, and feeling its weight with his right hand. The weight was still unclear.

Seeing him like this, Deng Jiuguang chuckled and said, "Do you think he's super handsome?"

Feng Yangguang nodded sternly, without taking his eyes off the pistol.

Deng Jiuguang looked not far away and said with emotion, "When I saw the pistol for the first time, just like you, I thought it was very handsome. Now that I think about it, it has been so long."

"Let's try it," Deng Jiuguang suggested. "You must have seen my shooting posture just now. You should make the posture first."

"Because you are a novice, I will teach you from scratch. I still remember that when I first picked up a gun, I asked my squad leader, 'When will I be as handsome as the one on TV and masturbate?' At that time, my squad leader said

He scolded me, 'You little brat, you can't even walk and you want to run away.'

The reason I tell you this story is to tell you that no matter what kind of gun you shoot, you must have a solid foundation and don’t aim too high. Do you understand?"

Feng Yangguang nodded quickly, "I understand."

"That's good, follow my command, spread your feet as wide as your shoulders, squat down a little with your upper body, okay, hold the pistol with both hands, keep your arms straight, aim, aim at three o'clock and one line, open the safety catch, and pull the trigger."

Feng Yangguang listened to Deng Jiuguang's instructions and followed them step by step, aiming at the 5-meter target.

Hearing the former say "pull the trigger", the index finger of his right hand slowly pressed down on the trigger, and with a "bang" a beam of fire erupted from the muzzle of the gun.

Feng Yangguang's mood at this time was a little speechless, and he felt very happy.

Deng Jiuguang on the side was very happy: "Hahaha, not bad, not bad, the first shot is 10 rings, keep coming"

In this way, the sea training ground was surrounded by gunfire throughout the afternoon.

"Bang, bang, bang" sometimes turns into a series of "bang bang bang"

Liu Xiaoshan, who was alone in the hut, heard the sound of footsteps. He raised his head and saw that the person was Deng Jiuguang, and Deng Jiuguang didn't look good.

"Why is Lao Deng back? Why does he look so bad? Is Xiaoyang's talent for marksmanship too poor?"

Liu Xiaoshan asked a series of questions.

After Deng Jiuguang took a sip of water, he suddenly laughed.

Liu Xiaoshan was confused and confused: "Are you crazy about gains and losses? You have taken medicine, and you are still frowning and laughing when you are shocked."

"You just took the wrong medicine. I am happy because I discovered a talent, and I am sad because of this."

Liu Xiaoshan was even more confused, "How can I say this?"

"It's like this. Didn't I ask Xiaoyang to shoot? I didn't expect that this guy has so much talent in shooting. Now he can hit anywhere within 15 meters with a pistol, and he can even use other guns very well," Deng Jiuguang explained.

"Isn't this good?"

"But I was hit hard. I used to be about the same age as him, and it took me a few weeks to reach his level. Our squad leader even praised me for my talent, but compared with Xiaoyang, I almost became autistic.

, so it’s not like he ran back because he couldn’t stay any longer.”
Chapter completed!