The Buddha of the Stars

Chapter 409, a sense of security
When a shooting whistle sounded, Yan Mumu and his teammates all picked up their mechanical rifles. Compared with the current fully automated weapons, the shooting accuracy of mechanical guns is really not that good.

Relying on one's own eyesight, it is easy to hit a target a hundred meters away, but it is very difficult to hit the bull's-eye. Like Chief Xiaolong, all ten bullets hit the bull's-eye area.

Getting a full score of 100 rings is even more difficult, because the bullseye is really too small, only the size of a peanut, just enough for a bullet to land, and someone who can hit 100 rings.

Either he has visual powers, or he is a pervert. Yan Mumu glanced at the back of Chief Xiaolong, and had reason to guess that he has both. God is never fair.

I still have confidence in my eyesight, but shooting with a gun doesn't just depend on good eyesight, it also requires certain shooting skills and hand feel.

She really doesn't have these, it's all the experience left in this body, and she doesn't know if she can use it well, she wasted some time to aim, and then she felt that the aim was very accurate.

Pulling the trigger directly is a shot. I feel pretty good about myself. Unfortunately, the accuracy of this neat first shot is not very good. If I insist on giving a good review, I barely missed the target.

"Pfft~!"

Qi Xiaojian, who was next to Yan Mumu, saw his captain's confident shot, and his face appeared confused and helpless. He couldn't help it, and laughed out loud.

Teammates who were still nervous before, under the display of the missed shot, they didn't feel nervous at all. No matter how bad their performance was, they didn't miss the target. It feels good to have the captain at the bottom.

"The teeth are not white, what's so funny."

Yan Mumubai said to Qi Xiaojian, she is so courageous that she dares to laugh at the captain so wildly, but her shooting level is indeed worthy of being laughed at.

"Captain, those eyes of yours are just a pair of decorations. It's useless just to look good. You missed the target? Hahaha, it's a miracle that you can still miss the target."

Shooting courses are taught systematically in elementary school districts. Even when children come to the shooting range, it is rare for them to miss the target if they hit casually.

"Rare is more strange. I have never seen the world. If you have the ability, you can get 100 rings and laugh at me again."

Yan Mumu ignored him lazily, and then continued to shoot the second and third shots until all ten rounds were fired. The gunshots of other team members also subsided, and all the shooting results of their group of ten people came out.

The highest scorer is Qi Xiaojian, with 80 rings in ten guns, and the worst score is Yan Mumu, 29 rings in ten guns, which is not even the passing score of the college.

After Yan Mumu heard the number of targets reported by him, he was still a little frustrated in his heart, and put down his sore arms, and finally realized that it was not so easy for those shooters.

Looking at the target in the distance felt a little strange. It was obvious that every time she shot, she aimed at the bull's-eye according to the teaching requirements, and the gun was held steadily in her hand. How could there be situations where she couldn't hit the target.

Could it be that there is something wrong with her eyes, it is squinted, so no matter how accurate the aim is, it is useless, it is squinted and the target is crooked?Chief Xiaolong just glanced at Yan Mumu's grades lightly.

It was much worse than he expected, and the time was spent on practicing her well-developed limbs. She didn't make any comments on their shooting results, but just moved the target next.

Chief Xiaolong still practiced with different types of guns first, holding the gun and shooting without aiming, the bullets were equipped with a guidance system, and every shot hit the bull's-eye.

Then Chief Xiaolong began to hit the bull's-eye in the long-range, short-range, sports shooting and rapid-fire tests.Naturally, every shot has achieved full marks.

The teammates have changed from amazement to numbness. Team Eleven is called a perverted concentration camp. It's not without reason.Waiting for Yan Mumu to finish assessing all the shooting items shown by Chief Xiaolong one by one.

That tenacious little heart was shattered to the ground. At first, she thought that the score of 29 rings was bad enough, but in the end, she also scored 9 rings with [-] shots. She was really ashamed to face Chief Xiaolong.

"Yan Mumu stayed, and the others continued to complete the shooting project."

The teammates gave Yan Mumu a self-seeking look, and then left the captain one after another to continue shooting in other projects. Yan Mumu will face Chief Xiaolong alone.

There is a feeling of being caught by the teacher for making a big mistake, and she has to accept criticism and education, but she is very respectful of the teacher, and what she fears most is being caught by the teacher and being criticized, so stand up for self-reflection!
"Sir Xiaolong, I know that with my poor shooting, I would lose my life on the battlefield. From now on, I promise to practice every day and work hard to become a sharpshooter."

Yue Ge was a little speechless to Yan Mumu, he only kept her here because he saw that she really didn't know how to do it, so he wanted to teach her in person, but her attitude of admitting mistakes was so positive and correct that he lost a sense of accomplishment.

Officer Xiaolong didn't say anything, stretched out his hand to take off the jacket of his combat uniform, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, fiddled with the buttons on the sleeves with his slender fingers, then skillfully loaded the gun and handed it to Yan Mumu.

"predict with confidence."

He put the gun in her hand, then turned around and walked behind her, opened his arms to wrap her in his arms, supported her arms with both hands, opened the gun for her, and pulled the trigger.

All the movements were almost done in one go. Before Yan Mumu could recover, he heard a bang and felt his wrist vibrate violently. He didn't expect that the shot hit the bull's-eye just now, which was the tenth ring.

"In many battlefields, if you want to survive, your hands must be faster, more accurate, and more ruthless than others. Shooting is the basic skill to ensure your survival, and it is not difficult to master this skill.

Think of the target as the enemy you hate the most, the target is the center of the enemy's eyebrows, aim at the center of the eyebrows, three points and one line, and finally pull the trigger to shoot, you can kill with one blow. "

Officer Xiaolong didn't let go of her, but he didn't hold her hand as tightly as before.His face was almost pressed against hers, and their breaths were mixed together.

His legs were tightly next to hers, such a distance was actually nothing to them, Yan Mumu didn't know why, but suddenly felt difficult to breathe, and his mind went blank.

Does this count as having intimate contact with her idol?The embrace of an idol feels really good.It gave her a sense of security that even if the sky fell, he would give her the top.

Of course, this was all an illusion. After she was wandering in a daze, Chief Xiaolong's ruthless hand hit her bald head, and directly knocked back her wandering soul.

(End of this chapter)