Chapter 111 Hell-style special training

Quanyue will eventually go to Qingsong City. There is no way to change this. Principal Nezu even said that if Quanyue did not go, maybe the wanted man would kill U.A by himself and take him away. Rather than trouble him, Quanyue took this opportunity to go back to his hometown.

To be honest, Quanyue lived with his parents before he was five years old. He didn’t live in the old house at all. At most, he went back when he needed to worship during the New Year. After five years old? He hasn’t even been to Qingsong City, so what old mansion did he return to?

However, Principal Nezu is still a bit interesting. Quanyue does not need to stay in Class D for the week before departure. He was taken to the practice room by the marksman teacher for special training. “How is your spear skills now?” The marksman teacher handed him a rifle and said, “Have you tried every gun?”

“No, I usually use lachesis (refer to the German machine gun MG42). I usually use ordinary bullets for target shooting. The quirk equipment mode is rarely used.” Quanyue comes to practice marksmanship every day, and most of his extracurricular activities are spent here. Above, since the beginning of school, he has been able to achieve the point where he scored eight points. This ten shots and eight hits refers to a moving target, if it is a fixed target, it basically means a hundred shots and a hundred hits.

For a novice, being able to practice to this point within a few months of the beginning of school is considered hard.

The marksman is satisfied with this answer, but he wants to teach Quanyue more than this, “Have you used other types? Anything is fine.”

“For pistols, I have used Glock 17 here. I tried the Colt M2000 a few times, but I didn’t feel very used to it.” Quanyue tried to recall and found that he had not used many pistols. Even the Glock 17 pistol he used to kill Matsushita a few days ago.

This is actually normal. You must know that the Glock 17 pistol is actually the template for the current police pistol. On the whole, it is lighter than other pistols and has a simpler structure. For example, the weight of the empty gun of the Colt M2000 is almost one and a half catty, and the weight of the bullet is also choking for Quanyue.

The marksman knew it well. He opened the door of the cabinet to reveal the dazzling array of guns and said, “How is your body recovering now?” He took the pistol off and put it on the table. “Have you heard of gun fighting?”

Quanyue shook his head. So far, the marksman teacher has only provided him with practice space, and made some comments on the key points of shooting. He didn’t have much contact with actual combat other than the first time. Even he used to fiddle with the gun before…

“Gunfighting is a combined martial arts skill that combines spear, physique, and swordsmanship. The spearfighting technique I learned is called spearfighting gamma, which is characterized by sniping-super long-range strikes are my specialty. Some experts in Gunfighting γ are also good at controlling the trajectory of bullets to achieve precise and efficient strikes.” When speaking, the sharpshooter teacher had already disassembled five pistols and mixed all the pistol parts together. , He took a handful of parts from under the table and sprinkled it casually on the table, “Your father is a good hand at spear fighting, but he is learning fast spear fighting.”

“Teacher, which one do I study?” Quanyue was a little eager to try. He said, “What should I learn first?”

“No, I won’t teach you gun fighting skills today.” The marksman teacher smiled and pointed to the parts on the table, “install it back.”

“Huh?” Quanyue looked at a table that was mixed with parts that he didn’t know what it was. The brain hit, “Wait a minute, teacher, I…”

“If you haven’t done it, don’t leave school today.” The marksman teacher said: “The first step is to understand the gun.”

Quanyue sat down honestly, and at first glance he only recognized two types of firearms. One is the Glock 17 he often uses, and the other is the very famous Desert Eagle. But there are three kinds of guns, he just feels familiar and doesn’t know the details.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

Every gun is different.

Quanyue was tossed until the sunset. The sharpshooter teacher went out for a meal slowly, and fluttered a sentence, “There are still some parts in it that are broken. Remember to try it out.” Quanyue said with a grimace. Stiff, he immediately picked up the three pistols that had been assembled and shot at the target!

Neither fart can come out! stuck? !

Obviously, Quanyue wants to disassemble the pistol and reinstall it again. When he finally got the five grinning little fairies, the moon came up. Master Marksman packed him a bowl of instant noodles, and Quanyue’s hands were shaking during the meal.

Kaka Kaka Kaka—The marksman teacher calmly dismantled another fifteen pistols, and by the way dismantled five more rifles and put them inside and said, “After eating, continue.”

“Teacher, it’s so late.”

“There is a sleeping bag over there.” The marksman teacher comforted: “It’s okay, I told your family.”

Quanyue never knew that sitting in a classroom is so beautiful. He has been in the practice room for the past six days, and he has not even gone out. The meal was packaged by the teacher. It would be nice to touch the sleeping bag when you fell on the ground. The first action when you get up is not to brush your teeth and wash your face, but to pick up a pistol and think about the structure. Before going to bed, you have two similar parts in your hands. More than once, Quanyue worried that his hair would fall out. But what else can be done? Quanyue can only suffer. After he dismantled all the guns on a wall and reassembled it again, reaching the point of dying, the marksman teacher reluctantly nodded and said: “Okay. We will practice this part next time.”

“Is it the whole room next time?”

“It may be the warehouse.” The marksman teacher said: “Come on, let’s practice the next step.”

Anxious Quanyue looked at the marksman teacher with his panda eyes. What they learned below was the simplest method of hiding spears. The characteristic of concealed spear technique is obviously that of concealing the gun, but some guns are obviously larger or inconvenient to conceal. Disassembling is an option. The Marksman teacher has never learned how to hide spears. His teaching method is very simple and rude. “Give you three minutes to hide two guns on your body. I will check it in three minutes. If I check it out, you can try it next time. Let’s see fifty guns assembled together.”

Quanyue:…

I just want to cry.

But what else can I do? He appointed to spend all his energy hiding the gun on his body.

A week later, when Shinso Hitoshi saw Quanyue for the first time, he took him to the school infirmary for an examination, “Did you go to hell for a trip?”

“Ah… Almost.” Quanyue is hiding two rifles and parts for a pistol at the moment. If Shinso Hitoshi wants to see him, he can perform a thrilling shot. From the outside, Quanyue is an ordinary high school student who is too normal to be normal.

The sharpshooter teacher can be said to be very good in terms of speed, although it took a day longer than expected, but the effect is remarkable. Teacher Aizawa came over and witnessed Quanyue’s terrible mental state, “Really there is no problem?”

Shinso Hitoshi also expressed concern. He learned from teacher Aizawa that Quanyue is going to participate in a workplace internship. In addition to worrying, his heart is more dissatisfied.

Why is Quanyue also named? He obviously didn’t do anything!

This sentence has been lingering in his heart, and even tends to swell. But the moment he saw Quanyue show up, all his little jealousy and dissatisfaction turned into concern, “Your body is important, or don’t go.” Shinso Hitoshi hesitated, he felt ashamed because he was talking When this sentence is expected.

He was expecting Quanyue to say the word “don’t go.”

Quanyue ate a little sugar to add sugar, and shook his head. With a tired face, he took the Combat Suit handed over by Mr. Aizawa, and said, “I’ll go.” He remembers the principal saying that if he doesn’t go to the wanted criminal, he will find his own sooner or later.

Might as well take the initiative!

“If you encounter something, don’t be aggressive. The most important thing is to hug yourself.” Xin Suo stepped forward and patted Quanyue’s shoulder with a smile: “Quanyue, I…”



“Huh?” Quanyue tilted his head, “What’s the matter?”

“Forget it, you take care of yourself.” I won’t be too long behind, I will catch up with you. Shinso Hitoshi looked at the figures of Teacher Aizawa and Quanyue, clenched his fists, and made up his mind silently.

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