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Chapter 137 Special Training 3

Although he has all-round special forces skills and is extremely familiar with all kinds of hot weapons, he has never touched a gun a few times in reality.

I used a pistol once to capture fugitive warriors, and I used a self-made Gatling cannon when I shot Zhao Jingtao. It was very cool, but unfortunately the time was too short and I didn't feel satisfied.

Now that I can finally play with guns openly, I am naturally very happy.

Zhao Zhipeng took Zhou Xiaoyu to an open-air shooting range.

The shooting range has a total length of 500 meters and is divided into pistol shooting positions, rifle shooting positions, sniper rifle shooting positions and flying saucer shooting positions.

In front of the target position is the weapon warehouse. On the walls inside, there are all kinds of pistols, rifles, sniper rifles, rocket launchers, grenades, landmines, bombs and other thermal weapons hung in different categories.

"Didn't you just say that you know all kinds of weapons like the back of your hand? Come on, let me test you. What kind of pistol is this?"

Entering the warehouse, the two came to the wall with pistols hanging on them. Zhao Zhipeng casually pointed to one and asked.

Zhou Xiaoyu glanced at it and replied: "This is a Tokarev pistol, TT for short. It was born in the 30s and is the first self-loading pistol made in Russia. The gun uses a 7mm Tokarev pistol. Bullets, the initial velocity of the warhead can reach 62 meters per second, the maximum rate of fire is 420 rounds per minute, and the effective range is 25 meters."

"That's right, what about this one?"

Zhao Zhipeng pointed at another pistol.

Zhou Xiaoyu said: "This is a Ruger P85 pistol. The gun is characterized by no complicated parts, easy to disassemble and combine, and has a uniquely designed sight. The P85 uses standard 9mm Parabellum bullets and is equipped with 15 rounds are fed from the magazine, and the effective range is also 50 meters.”

"very good."

Zhao Zhipeng nodded, and asked about several guns, including some unpopular rifles and sniper rifles.

Zhou Xiaoyu answered easily.

Taking this to test him is really a big ax thrown at Lu Ban's door.

Not to mention the names and characteristics of these weapons, he knows everything about the internal structure, parts processing, manufacturing and assembly.

"It's ok, brat, as expected of a military fan, you know better than me."

Zhao Zhipeng gave a thumbs up.

Zhou Xiaoyu chuckled.

"Let's start training with pistols first."

Zhao Zhipeng said: "You can use whatever you like, and then practice the 50-meter target."

"Yes."

Without hesitation, Zhou Xiaoyu went up and took a Desert Eagle.

When he used to play the No.1 shooting game, his favorite pistol was the Desert Eagle. Now that he has come into contact with the real thing, he naturally wants to play it.

"I guess that's what you're going to take, it's a trendy thing newbies love."

Zhao Zhipeng said with a smile, "But in fact, the performance of the Desert Eagle is average, and it cannot handle complicated situations. It is not considered a top-notch pistol."

Zhou Xiaoyu said: "Yes, this gun is not to mention heavy, and the recoil is particularly strong, but it is good and looks good."

He looked like he couldn't put it down.

Zhao Zhipeng laughed: "There are bullets in the cabinet under the wall, take them out and put them back in."

Zhou Xiaoyu asked, "Is it a real bullet?"

Zhao Zhipeng said: "Of course, the special department uses real guys for training, so you have to be very careful in operation, as the department has quotas for casualties."

"I go……"

Zhou Xiaoyu stuck out his tongue.

He took out the bullets, loaded the magazine, and came to the pistol shooting position.

Zhao Zhipeng said: "Since you have practiced in the shooting range, you should know how to shoot. I won't demonstrate it. Just practice and let me see how your marksmanship is."

"Yes."

Zhou Xiaoyu opened the safety, raised the Desert Eagle with one hand, aimed at a target 50 meters away and pulled the trigger.

boom!boom!boom……

The deafening gunshots of the Desert Eagle instantly resounded through the shooting range.

After emptying the magazine in one breath, Zhou Xiaoyu stopped.

"Ten rings, ten rings, ten rings, ten rings, nine rings, nine rings, nine rings."

The target position is fully automated equipment. After Zhou Xiaoyu finishes playing, the electronic sound will automatically broadcast the result and replace the damaged target cards at the same time.

"The accuracy is good, I have indeed practiced."

Zhao Zhipeng showed satisfaction, "The only shortcoming is that the shooting posture needs to be adjusted. Come on, give me the gun, and I will show you a demonstration."

Zhou Xiaoyu handed the Desert Eagle to Zhao Zhipeng.

The problem with the shooting posture was deliberately pretended by him, including those nine rings, which were also intentionally missed by Zhou Xiaoyu.

Even if a normal person has practiced in the shooting range, it is impossible to compare with the secret agent, so it is more real to hide his clumsiness properly, and Zhao Zhipeng will not doubt it anymore.

Zhao Zhipeng took the pistol, reloaded it, and assumed a standard shooting posture: "Look, raise your right arm to be parallel to your right shoulder, stretch out to the right, separate your feet to the same distance as your shoulders, and turn your face to the right. Look at the front sight and target, and you can shoot.

After the words fell, he pulled the trigger.

bang bang bang...

After seven gunshots, the electronic voice reported the results, all ten rings.

Zhou Xiaoyu pretended to be amazed: "The instructor is so amazing!"

Zhao Zhipeng said triumphantly: "Of course, my marksmanship is very good even in the department. Come on, follow my posture and continue to practice."

"Yes."

Zhou Xiaoyu took over the Desert Eagle and resumed his shooting position.

He deliberately didn't adjust it properly once, and asked Zhao Zhipeng to guide him twice before he made the standard shooting action.

bang bang bang...

After firing one magazine again, the electronic voice reported the results: six ten rings and one nine rings.

"Instructor Zhao, after your guidance, my grades have improved immediately!"

Zhou Xiaoyu pretended to be pleasantly surprised.

"Not bad, not bad, although I have the credit for teaching, but more importantly, you have a good foundation, high talent, and strong comprehension ability. You can reach the standard just by saying it once or twice. It's really worry-free to teach you."

Zhao Zhipeng's face was filled with a sense of accomplishment.

Zhou Xiaoyu covered his mouth and smiled secretly.

Next, Zhou Xiaoyu practiced pistol shooting twice. His shooting movements were impeccable and his results were similar.

As for why not all ten rings?

Of course I have to show the instructor face...

Zhao Zhipeng was very satisfied after watching it, saying that Zhou Xiaoyu's pistol level can be called excellent even among first-level agents.

Next is the training rifle.

Zhou Xiaoyu repeated his old tricks, his aim still maintained the same level as before, and his gun posture was deliberately bad.

So Zhao Zhipeng demonstrated and guided, Zhou Xiaoyu adjusted humbly, and after two or three times, he returned to the correct position.

Soon, the rifle was also trained.

Then there are sniper rifles, grenades, bazookas...

Zhou Xiaoyu did the same for every step, which not only satisfied the sense of accomplishment taught by Zhao Zhipeng, but also had a great time playing, and at the same time, the training speed improved very fast.

……

Four hours later, Zhou Xiaoyu trained most of the hot weapons. After Zhao Zhipeng's "demonstration guidance", the shooting posture and action essentials all reached the standard and practiced proficiently.

Zhao Zhipeng glanced at the clock on the shooting range: "It's not even eleven o'clock, and it hasn't even passed the morning. It should have been ten days of very full training, and you have already completed most of it!"