Firepower is king.

Chapter 11 is simply inexplicable

Even if he was a genius, Gao Guang's hands began to shake.

He fired more than [-] rounds in one breath, and no one would be numb.

The power of mainstream pistol bullets is not too great, but there must be some powerful types of pistol bullets, such as .44 Magnum, such as .357 Magnum.

After shooting two revolvers, Gao Guang's hands became numb. After shooting the Desert Eagle, Gao Guang became afraid. When the staff put a loaded M500 on the table, Gao Guang fell silent.

As a shooting club, how can it lack the super-powerful revolver symbolized by tough guys? Now the table in front of Gao Guang is full of all kinds of powerful pistols.

It is a real high-power pistol. The so-called high-power Browning 1935 is completely sidelined, and the Desert Eagle can barely use the high-power pistol on the table.

The staff put the M500 in front of Gao Guang and made an encouraging gesture.

Gao Guang picked up the huge revolver, but he turned his eyes to John for help.

John smiled, showing his white teeth, and then said in a gloating tone: "Fight, genius, keep going."

Just hit, Gao Guang took a breath, gripped the pistol tightly with both hands, and put his feet forward and backward, making a posture ready to meet the impact.

Smith & Wesson is known as the Terminator of Overwatch, and is known as the most powerful mass-produced pistol in the world. Let’s put it this way, it is also .50 caliber. The Desert Eagle fires .50AE bullets, while Smith & Wesson fires .50 horsepower Glam bullets.

Many people don’t know what Magnum stands for, so let’s explain again, the muzzle kinetic energy of the M500 is 4000 joules, the muzzle kinetic energy of the . The kinetic energy of the muzzle is 50 joules.

The ignorant are fearless, and the more they know, the more fearful they become.

After hesitating for a while, Gao Guang finally pulled the trigger.

The uplift of the pistol caused by the recoil almost hit Gao Guang's nose. Even with a noise-canceling headset on, he could still be shaken by the loud noise that was not a pistol should have. As for where the bullet hit, only God knows.

He let go of his left hand, shook it, switched to holding the gun with his left hand, and then shook his right hand. Fortunately, because he was mentally prepared and took corresponding countermeasures, a broken wrist was impossible, but Gao Guang’s hand It's really numb.

Gao Guang looked at John for help again, but John gave a thumbs up and said loudly: "Go on, there are still nine bullets."

Encouraged by John, Gao Guang gritted his teeth and finished the remaining four shots with difficulty, and then he threw the gun on the table.

The staff squeezed out five rounds of frighteningly long bullets, and they were about to reload, so Gao Guang pressed the staff's hand, and then he said sincerely: "Forget it, well, five rounds are enough for this gun."

The staff looked at Gao Guang, then he finally laughed and said, "Okay, give up voluntarily."

John laughed, and several onlookers laughed too.

When the people in the shooting range knew that a rookie was challenging the family bucket, a few people came over to watch the fun.

The rookie's family bucket challenge is always very attractive, but it's a pity that this round of high-power pistol shooting failed to smash Gao Guang's nose, failed to make him drop the gun on the ground, and failed to see Gao Guang's wrist being crushed. Fracture, so this made the few watching the excitement feel a little regretful.

There was nothing left to watch, and it was not interesting to watch a rookie shaking his hands, so the onlookers started to leave.

Gao Guang looked at the staff, and then he said seriously: "Is it over?"

The staff looked at a watch on the table, and said happily: "Now the 45mm caliber pistol has been shot, and the high-power pistol group has also been shot, and there are 40 rounds of .45ACP, 22 .[-]SW, twenty .[-]GAP, and sixty .[-]LR."

Gao Guang opened his mouth wide, and he was stunned for a while before he said, "Have I not called 1911 yet? Well...then just finish calling 1911."

Gao Guang was about to give up, but now he discovered that the 1911 series hadn't been fired yet, so he had to shoot a few more shots.

Picking up a classic Colt 1911, just about to shoot, Gao Guang suddenly looked at John, and then he said seriously: "Uh, well, forget it..."

In the end, he didn't say anything, Gao Guang looked at the target, and then casually fired seven bullets.

My wrist hurts, my shoulder hurts, and my whole arm is numb. After putting down the 1911, Gao Guang said to the staff, "There's no need to fire ten bullets in one gun. It's too troublesome. You don't need to reload it."

The magazine capacity of 1911 is seven rounds, which is less than ten rounds, but the remaining three bullets Gao Guang thinks there is no need to fire any more, why bother to make up a whole number, he is not OCD.

The staff will of course respect the customer's choice, but John doesn't respect Gao Guang's choice.

"No, no, I'll help you reload the bullet."

John laughed badly, and he really started to load the bullet, so Gao Guang couldn't help it, and said what he didn't finish just now.

"Then finish all the fights. It's just that the arm is uncomfortable, which may affect the strength. Well, don't teach you kung fu today."

Although what he said meant a threat, but Gao Guang knew that when he said these words, he had actually surrendered.

Five hundred and seventy rounds of ammunition are really not that easy to shoot.

John paused for a moment, then he put back the magazine he grabbed, shrugged and said, "Then don't shoot."

Gao Guang looked at the staff and said, "Can you call the rest next time?"

The staff smiled and said, "I'm sorry, but the family bucket can only be filled at one time, because this is a discounted package price."

What a profiteer!

Reluctantly, he couldn't move his right arm anymore, so Gao Guang grabbed the gun with his left hand, barely aimed at the target, and fired seven bullets out with a bang.

Gao Guang shoots very casually. If the left hand is recoiled, then raise the muzzle of the gun. Don’t press the gun at all, so that the impact on the arm is less, and then when the left hand is holding the pistol and falls down, fire a random shot. That's good, it's just consuming bullets anyway, so what's the point of aiming, it's all done.

Who still looks at the target now? Gao Guang has long since stopped watching. He doesn’t care how many times he hits, and John has long since stopped watching. Anyway, Gao Guang’s shots are quite accurate, but the staff still said very conscientiously: “Hey, Unexpectedly... hit three ten rings?"

Gao Guang was already numb, and he didn't care about a few rings, but John was stunned for a while, and then he said to Gao Guang, "Are you left-handed?"

"no."

John looked a little annoyed, and he said impatiently, "Then fight again, keep fighting, and fight well."

Gao Guang changed the pistol, this time it was a Sig 1911, and then he finished the bullet casually again.

The staff member scratched his face and looked at John suspiciously. John said angrily, "What are you looking at me for? Look at him, what are you looking at me for?"

"John, can you?"

John turned his face to the side, but the staff continued to say unrelentingly: "Dude, I don't mean to offend, but I really want to know the [-]-meter target, with your left hand, can you hit this result?"

John twisted his neck unnaturally, and said, "No, can you?"

"The right hand can, but the left hand can't."

After the staff finished speaking, he thought for a while, and said to John: "I'm not allowed to shoot during work, but I really want to try, your marksmanship is very good, or how about we try after I get off work? "

John said firmly: "No, I refuse."

Gao Guang picked up the gun, but seeing John and the staff talking vigorously, he put it back again.

"Fight, why not? If you can hit three more ten rings, I will buy this gun and give it to you."

After John finished speaking, he looked at the staff and said, "Will, give him a new target paper, you testify, I bet he has this gun!"

The staff looked at John in surprise, and John said impatiently: "Did you hear what I said? Change the target paper for him, and I want to bet with him!"

The staff let out a breath, then he thought for a while and said, "Then what do you want if he loses?"

"Don't want anything!" John looked at Gao Guang and said confidently: "I thought you were fooled, so I bet you can't do it. If you win, I will give you my gun. If you lose, I will give you everything." don't want!"

Gao Guang picked up the gun again. He didn't even have the strength in his left hand, and the pistol started to shake when he held it flat, and the shaking was so severe that he couldn't aim stably.

Gao Guang didn't know why he played so well anyway.

The staff looked at the gun in Gao Guang's hand and said, "John, a Smith & Wesson 1911 is not cheap. The original price is thirteen hundred dollars, but you know that all guns are increasing in price now, so we have a A new SW1911 will cost sixteen hundred dollars."

"I bet he can't hit it!" It's okay not to say, but the more John said, the more he got excited, he pulled out his gun, and said to Gao Guang: "If you can hit four ten rings, I will give you my gun. If you can play five ten-rings, I... I'll give you the Cabot mass-produced version, if you can play six ten-rings, I, I'll give you a custom-made version, you play!"

The staff suddenly said: "This gun has eight rounds in its magazine, what if he hits eighty rounds?",

"Hahahahaha...he hit eighty rings, I'll give him the top-level Cabot custom-made version!"

The cheapest Cabot mass-produced version starts at $[-], and the custom-made version starts at $[-]. As for the high-end version, Gao Guang knows that there are hundreds of thousands of dollars.

I don't know why John is so excited, but it doesn't matter if you lose anyway, so let's fight.

Gao Guang didn't think about winning John, so he raised his left hand and fired a shot casually during the fall.

"Ten Rings..."

The staff's tone changed. He scratched his head and reported the high light and hit a few rings, and then said: "Fake! It's ten rings again, hell!"

Staff member Will's voice seemed to be crying, John's face looked like he had been punched, and several people from the target range next door came over, and said in disbelief: "What kind of shooting method is this? "

The first two shots were all ten rings. Gao Guang fired the third shot and hit the target paper, but there was no ring number, so he could only be counted as missing the target.

John was relieved that he didn't need to send hundreds of thousands of guns, but he looked very angry, and shouted at Gao Guang: "Fight well, do you think I can't afford a gun?"

John was simply baffled and ignored him. Gao Guang aimed his fourth shot and then missed the target again.

At this time, the staff member named Will covered his head with his hands, and said to John: "Man, your friend is releasing water."

It's really inexplicable, Gao Guang really didn't release water.

John said to Gao Guang, "You..."

Before John could finish speaking, Gao Guang fired the fifth shot.

ten rings.

The shot knocked back John's roar, and the expression on his face froze.

The sixth shot, the seventh shot, and the eighth shot all missed the target.

After the eighth shot, there was silence in the shooting range, the gunshots stopped, and there was no sound.

(End of this chapter)