Don't look at the "Great Witch Club", which represents the top exchange group in the Chinese wizard circle, the great wizards from all over the country are obsessed with and exchange and share with Gu things, but Big Devil Li doesn't look down on these snakes, insects, rats and ants at all, the only thing he cares about is whether these things can be used as a meal.

For him, there was probably no other use than eating.

The big devil casually released the second picture.

The big devil in Huxi City, Qianjiang Province: f (In the soup pot, a frog seems to have a loveless belly facing the sky, spitting out the letter, while carrying the heavy load, and then someone owes and throws two pieces of ginger into it...... ）

Dark wizard eating dirt on Qiongya Island: ......

Uncle Biao of Wujiang Shuangyashan: ......

Shuchuan Qimengou Lizhai Master: @钱江省湖西市大魔头, if you don't want to raise this Jiao, you can transfer it to me at any time, the price is negotiable.

Master Sanyo Miaoki: Good, good, ditto +1

Conductor of the Fairy Temple in Jianghuai Province: +2

Mr. Bluff of Treasure Island Moon Lake: Is it delicious to cook?

Qiannan Province Centipede Cave Little Toast: It's over, another rare xenomorph is gone, wait, why does this Jiao look like it's still alive?

The old dragon head of Xiangnan Longtou Village: If it is really Jiao, I am afraid that it will not be boiled to death!

The old wizard saw a hint of clues, and the green tiger mother-in-law who was good at driving snakes from Wulaofeng planted a big heel because of this green snake, no, Qingjiao.

The big devil in Huxi City, Qianjiang Province: ^ω^

Old Wizard Long is right, if he can be boiled to death, is he still worthy of being called Jiao?

At most, it is cooked to a crispy bone, which is no different from a soft noodle.

Li Bai didn't say anything next, left the surprised wizards in the WeChat group of the Great Witch Club, changed a WeChat group casually, and continued to swipe the red envelopes that were missed, or chatted with others and farted a few words.

There are not many WeChat groups he joined, except for the group of colleagues in the unit, the group of high school classmates, the group of college classmates, and the group of Huxi Anti-feudal Superstition Association, Xiaoxiang Anti-feudal Superstition Association Group, Xiaoxiang Witch Club, Dawu Club and Huxi Martial Artists Association Group, a total of about a dozen.

After graduating from college, Li Bai once joined more WeChat groups, but they all retired because of annoyance, and now the few WeChat groups that remain are basically closely related to work life or daily communication circles, as for the ordinary chat and fart groups, even if they are pulled in, they will be decisively withdrawn, and those messy groups are always constantly refreshing messages, making people feel dizzy, and they will waste traffic in vain.

looked through several other WeChat groups, and each group sent a red envelope for one dollar and 100 copies to show its sense of existence, and then calmly finished breakfast in a violent complaint.

After washing the dishes, pots and bowls, spending another hour cleaning, and cleaning up all the rooms on the large flat floor, Li Bai went downstairs with the car keys.

Just because you get a seven-day vacation doesn't mean you have nothing to do.

Drove the Santana 2000 all the way to the Blu-ray Outdoor Club in the suburbs, and he got a membership card after attending the Security Bureau training here last time, so the Security Bureau easily enrolled Li Bai in the shooting training course, and it was a year, and if he didn't finish the bullets, this matter would not be over.

Handed in the form and paid, and the staff at the service desk looked at him in surprise, reporting for a whole year of shooting training courses, could he be a true love fan?

After the one-year course fee is discounted, Li Bai still wants to pay 70,000 yuan, and the bullets in the course are fixed, and if they are exceeded, they have to add additional money, which is not cheap, it is really expensive!

The club was even darker than Wu Fusheng, an Indochina intelligence dealer who sold him arms.

However, the fee is so expensive, not spent on guns and ammunition, but in the soft environment, annual customers can enjoy one-on-one sparring services, and the Security Bureau also wants the professional firearms coach of the Blu-ray Outdoor Club to guide Li Bai's desperate marksmanship.

"Hello, Mr. Li, I'm your firearms instructor, huh? Why are you again, you really have to practice hard. ”

I heard that someone had chartered a shooting course for a year, and a firearms instructor rushed over, and before the formulaic opening remarks were finished, he recognized Li Bai, isn't it the one who paid for the training of the Security Bureau for several months!

The angry stinky marksmanship was so impressive that the firearms instructor remembered it at once.

"Coach Gong, hello!"

Li Bai smiled awkwardly.

Your own lottery probability shooting method is innate, who can blame it?

"You have to bring your membership card every time you go to class, you have a total of 240 hours of class, remember to swipe the card after class, come on, I will give you good guidance, this marksmanship, you have to rely on more practice, whether it is sports shooting, or actual combat shooting, all of them are fed by bullets, although talent is one aspect, but it is not absolutely ......"

Firearms instructor Gong Qing officially entered the state, and while leading Li Bai towards the shooting range, he talked endlessly.

Because Li Bai is not here for the first time, he has omitted a lot of basic things, but he still takes the trouble to explain the safety rules again.

“...... Uh-huh, yes!"

Li Bai nodded, he didn't listen to a word anyway, Coach Gong's little things were not as much as what he had heard casually in the special brigade with his father in the army since he was a child.

What three points in a line is considered truth for ordinary people, but for real sharpshooters, it is simply nonsense.

What about the density of the air, what about the movement of the air, what about the performance of the gun? It can't be a line at all, and even if you use a laser, what you shoot out may not be a real straight line.

There are not many people in the range, and the regulars here are basically shooting enthusiasts, or veterans with itchy hands, and there are only seven or eight people at 20 target positions at a distance of 400 meters outdoors.

It's the end of the year, and there is no group to participate in shooting training, so what you can see is basically an individual.

"81 bar, or 95, you pick it yourself!"

Coach Gong took Li Bai to the place where he picked up the gun, behind the solid steel fence, just like a foreign gun shop, the black and shiny guns were neatly hung vertically on the gun rack, and each gun had a wire lock.

"Let's have an 85 style!"

Li Bai caught his eye on the smallest number of domestic sniper rifles at a glance.

There are a total of five sniper rifles on the gun rack, two Type 85, one SVD, and one Enfield L42, which are basically old guns, and the wooden butts have been worn off the paint, leaving a lot of scratches, and the gun paint is also very mottled, but it looks well maintained, at least there are no rust spots.

"Sniper rifles, well, okay!"

Coach Gong helped Li Bai go through the formalities of receiving the gun, and by the way, he picked up a box of Huang Chengcheng's bullets.

Although Huaxia has overcome the technical difficulties of iron-shelled bullets, the 7.62 mm caliber sniper bullets still use brass shells, which ensures the self-lubricating performance of copper shells and reduces the failure rate when drawing shells.

"The first requirement for a sniper rifle is stability, don't think about tricks, put a good stand, beginners can pad a few sandbags, like this......"

The 400-meter shooting range can be used for two shooting postures, and Coach Gong first showed Li Bai the shooting posture.

Although he had already explained it once in the newcomer training of the Security Bureau, Li Bai's marksmanship was so stinky that it made people desperate, so he had to start from scratch and teach it carefully and again.

Regardless of whether the marksmanship is accurate or not, put the POSE on the spot first.

Li Bai wanted to yawn when he heard it, these are all things he has heard since he was a child, and there is nothing new to say.

Although the special brigade is an iron-clad battalion and a flowing soldier, but the special forces have changed one after another, but the families of the soldiers have not changed much, it is conceivable that a little kid like Li Bai who grew up in the barracks since he was a child will review the things of the special brigade over and over again, and his understanding and mastery of firearms alone will definitely not be much inferior to those instructors.

Bang!~

Before the gunfire fell, there was a sound from the distant gun target, and the first shot hit.

"Here you go!"

Coach Gong stood up, squatted on the cushioned lying position, and patted the mat.

Li Bai lay down unhurriedly, skillfully mounted the gun, briefly checked it, and began to try to aim at the target.

If you don't have a mat, lie directly on the ground, and sometimes you need to dig a small hole in the crotch, which comes from the experience of veterans.

The recoil acts on the human body, and then the little brother rubs against the ground over and over again, and some people with sensitive physique are easy to run out of control, which is particularly embarrassing.

"Well, the posture is pretty standard, wait, I'll help you see, well, you can start the test firing. ”

Coach Gong remembered that Li Bai said that he was a military family member of the special brigade, but he was not surprised.

Children have good memories and are good at imitation, and they should learn to observe year after year, even monkeys.

One shot!

Li Bai's body moved slightly.

Coach Gong didn't let him continue shooting, picked up the binoculars and looked at the gun target.

On the brand-new target paper, only the five-ring bullet hole that he had hit, but there was no second bullet hole, and it was obvious that Li Bai shot out of the air without surprise.

The coach scratched his head, what the hell is it, the operation is correct, the posture is correct, and he actually shot away?!

According to his estimate, after helping to aim, no matter how bad his luck is, he should at least be able to touch the outer ring.

Unfortunately, the target paper is so big that there is no way to provide more impact surface, and it is impossible to determine where the bullet flew.

"Wait, change the tracer bullet!"

Coach Gong patted his head and thought of an idea.

The muzzle velocity of ordinary bullets is too fast, and it is not easy to catch with the naked eye, and tracer bullets are easier to observe the trajectory of ballistics.

He quickly replaced the cartridge and reloaded the Type 85 sniper rifle.

The arsenal of the Blu-ray Outdoor Club is not as good as that of a fully equipped army, and the types of ammunition are limited, so it is not easy to match small-caliber tracer bullets, but fortunately, there are still some 7.62mm caliber tracer bullets.

"Come again!"

A point of light brushed over the target at a very fast speed.

Coach Gong was finally able to capture the trajectory of the bullet with the naked eye, slapped his thigh, and said, "Yes, go a little to the left, slowly correct, continue, and be sure to remember the feeling of being at your best." ”

Go one foot further to the left and you'll be on target.

Bang!

Li Bai's third shot was obviously too left, and the trajectory appeared on the right side of the target, missing the target paper with a greater error.

"It's over, it's over, just a little bit, can't be too rushed. ”

Coach Gong was a little anxious, and the magnitude of this adjustment was inevitably too large.

Bang!

"To the left, too to the right. ”

Bang!

"To the right, a little to the right, hey, you're so tired!"

Bang!

"It's too top, keep it this way, correct it down, you're about to touch the target paper, come on. ”

Bang!

"Hmm, where are you aiming? The target rods have been broken! This marksmanship, I really obey you! Rest for a while, I'll change the target. ”

A few minutes passed.

Li Bai continued to aim.

The gunsmith's face became pale and desperate little by little, and he saw that the ballistic trajectory that shot out was floating up and down on the left and right of the target, and he couldn't make up the target paper, and finally hit a shot, but it hit the target rod, and directly scrapped the entire gun target, which is not very common, and there is really no one.

“...... Wait, don't move, I'll pad the gun for you, don't move......"

Even he was almost cheating, after aiming in advance and fixing the gun with a sandbag, and then letting Li Bai take place, even if he repeatedly assisted in aiming, the final result was still discouraged.

The tracer bullets were in various waves around the target paper, and even the other people who were shooting nearby couldn't help but look over to see which great power the Yulin Pimple of the Three Lives and Three Worlds in the coach's mouth was.

"No bullets!"

Li Bai pulled the bolt and the position was empty.

The side of the lying position was full of bullet casings, and a cartridge of tracer bullets quickly emptied.

"Wait, don't worry, let me think. ”

Coach Gong scratched his scalp helplessly, and he was about to scratch his hair.

The principle of good marksmanship fed with bullets, and the first time he began to move.

There were at least 50 rounds in a cartridge, but after all of them were turned into shells, none of them hit the target, and they didn't even touch the edges.

If it were someone else, a sniper rifle and a scope, it should have hit once anyway.

But this master is good, he is blind with so many bullets, and there is still a bullet hole on the brand-new target paper, and it is Coach Gong's own, which is really alive.

"Seeing that your hands are steady, try to change your kneeling position. ”

Coach Gong is having a lot of trouble with Li Damo, and he has to find out the root cause of his repeated misses.

I went to get a box of tracer bullets, and I also found a retired sniper colleague to come over, and the two of them pondered Li Bai's marksmanship together.

"The posture is fine!"

The skeptical retired sniper looked Li Bai, who was in a kneeling shooting posture, up and down, and nodded to Coach Gong.

"Mr. Li, let's try it first!"

Coach Gong pointed to the target 200 meters away, and he had adjusted the 400-meter target position to half the distance.

A sniper rifle with a scope hits this distance, and it's simply playful.

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