The shooting range was located on a hill near the forest in the north.。
That was the edge of the entire farm, and the blueprint was soft, so it was not easy for merchants to jump ship.
Alexander spent half an hour to set up the facilities.
He had set up a total of five different targets.
10m, 20m, 50m, 75m, and 100m.
There were also many forms. Not only were there wooden planks, wood, glass bottles, but there were also those big gift bags that were given when they bought weapons. They were turned into human-shaped targets and ring-shaped targets.
There were also various bunkers, scrap tires, oil drums, and small mounds on the ground.
Although it was simple, anyone who wasn't blind could tell that he was a professional.
Ye Feng anxiously came to the target position to try his hand, but was stopped by Alexander.
"Boss, don't stand at the hundred-meter target. A shotgun can't shoot that far.”
It was best to shoot at a ten-meter target with a shotgun. The ten-meter target was equipped with some rotten washbasins. The target was large, which was very suitable for shotgun practice.
So Alexander asked Ye Feng to stand in front of the ten-meter target and said,"
"Boss, you must pay attention to the recoil. Control the recoil of the shotgun so that you won't hurt yourself.”
"The shotgun has a wide area of effect and is easy to hit. It's very easy to cultivate a new shooter's interest in shooting and can also cultivate a shooter's gun sense.”
Ye Feng asked curiously,"
"Gun sense?"
"Boss, if you have played shooting games before, you will know that sometimes you can magically hit the enemy with a flick of the mouse. That is the feeling of the gun, but it is actually an instinctive reaction of the body after hard practice.”
"It's the same for live ammunition. It also requires a lot of practice to form muscle memory.”
"At that level, they would reflexively complete their shooting habit in the face of an emergency.”
Ye Feng nodded. So that was the case. It seemed like it was a big job.
Ye Feng looked ahead. In front of him were a few pot lids hanging from rotten wooden planks.
Big and small, one could tell at a glance that they were eliminated.
Ye Feng aimed his gun while Alexander adjusted his posture.
"Upper body forward! Don't place your index finger on the trigger when you don't need to fire.”
Irina followed behind them and was responsible for taking pictures with her phone.
The people in the live broadcast room could not understand Russian, and Irina could not understand Chinese either.
However, they could clearly see that all of them were spamming the bullet screen for professionals.
After adjusting his shooting position for a while, Ye Feng began to load the bullets and prepare to shoot.
"Bang!"
“duang——”
There were two muffled sounds. The former's voice was unusually loud. The sound behind was mixed with the sound of shattering.
When he fired the gun, Ye Feng felt his shoulder being pushed back by a force, but it was unexpectedly not very serious.
The pot lid that was hit was also full of bullet holes.
“NiceShot! Beautiful shooting!"
Alexander applauded and cheered.
Ye Feng was the first to hit the target, and his confidence also rose.
He put the gun on his shoulder and made an extremely awesome pose.
"Ha, it's not that difficult!"
Alexander smiled and said,"
"Boss is quite talented. Some people will be afraid when they hear a gunshot for the first time.”
"Then can I go to the 20M target?”
"Of course. This time, let's try kneeling.”
As the name suggested, kneeling meant kneeling on one knee and shooting.
This was more stable and comfortable than standing.
It was also easier to aim accurately. Snipers in movies and TV shows basically used prone positions to shoot because it was more stable.
Ye Feng shot more than a dozen times in a kneeling position and basically hit the target. He felt that the twenty-meter target was not difficult, so he simply changed to a fifty-meter target.
The difficulty of a fifty-meter target was much higher than a twenty-meter target.
It was almost impossible to see a person's face from 50 meters away.
Ye Feng was still shooting in a kneeling position. With one shot, a few steel balls still hit the pot cover target.
This was the advantage of a shotgun. It had a large killing area. As long as you didn't aim too badly, there would always be a few steel balls hitting the target.
Ye Feng still felt that it wasn't enough, so he changed the pot cover target to a glass bottle.
Bang! Bang! A few more shots were fired.
There was actually more than a 50% hit rate, and a few glass bottles were smashed into pieces.
The idiots in the live broadcast room were all dumbfounded.
barrage
This marksmanship was amazing!
Big Brother Li was awesome!
Where is the host?
F * ck, streamer 666, Quick Shaker can even broadcast this!
The streamer is a Siberian farm owner. If you are interested, you can follow him!
F * ck, this is the life of a big shot!
……
A group of outsiders flooded into the live broadcast room, and the students in the group chat even started promoting it!
Ye Feng fired another hundred bullets in a row, and the more he fired, the more he felt like he was losing pressure.
After emptying another magazine, Alexander finally stopped him.
"Boss, that's enough!"
"Hmm?"
Ye Feng was having fun and was a little confused when he was stopped.
"If I hit your shoulder again, it'll be useless. You can't feel it now, but after the adrenaline subsides, you'll feel it.”
Ye Feng moved his shoulders, feeling a little uncomfortable. He lifted his clothes and took a look.
There was already a reddish-purple bruise!
"F * ck, why can't I feel it when I shoot?”
"Because you were too excited, Boss, and your adrenaline was too high, numbing your nerves.”
"It's just like how many people on the battlefield can run for a long time after being shot, but once they realize that they're injured, they immediately fall to the ground and can't get up.”
Ye Feng calmed down and could already feel the numbness on his shoulder.
"However, you are the fiercest newbie I have ever seen. If you are trained well, you will definitely be an excellent warrior!”
Ye Feng was depressed. I don't want to become a warrior! It was just for fun. Who knew that he would get injured!
However, he still insisted,
"I'm not made of mud. Of course I'm fierce! Let's go back and rest!"
He put down his gun and returned to the dock with Alexander and Irina.
At this time, Petrov, who had been fishing, had caught a lot of fish.
Petrov smiled and said,"
"Hah! As soon as you left, the fish started to take the bait. It's not that my fishing skills are bad, but that Alexander's fishing skills are too bad, scaring the fish away!”
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