Zheng Yang stood in front of the weapons wall, looking at the dazzling array of weapons, and fell into deep thought.
I have played every weapon in the game.
Only a few of them, such as electric energy, little helper, re-45, etc., I have come into contact with in reality, but I have never come into contact with most of the others.
Chen Feng looked at Zheng Yang on the screen with a matter-of-fact expression.
In his opinion, novices will definitely have difficulty making a choice when they first see so many weapons.
Just like I did before, I hesitated for a long time.
Unknowingly, Chen Feng slowly compared his past with Zheng Yang's present, probably because this was the first neurotic S-level person to appear in human history.
It might also be because of the youthful spirit in Zheng Yang.
Or maybe he was simply dissatisfied with why Zheng Yang could kill so many pilots at this age.
Zheng Yang made a decision quickly, a decision that left Chen Feng stunned.
"What are you doing??" Chen Feng's voice sounded next to Zheng Yang, who could only be seen standing aside.
Blue bright pixels appeared and turned into a human figure. Chen Feng crossed his chest with a puzzled look on his face.
"What else can we do? Test the weapons. I remember that the next step is not the firearms shooting training?"
Chen Feng had a dark look on his face, looking at the Spitfire, Converter, R99, and R-301 in Zheng Yang's arms. While admiring this kid in his heart for being able to hold so many firearms at once, he said helplessly: "I asked you what you would do with so many weapons." What, don’t you know there are weapons on the shooting platform over there?”
Zheng Yang was holding a lot of weapons and suddenly paused.
"Sun! You didn't tell me earlier!"
Zheng Yang threw aside the pile of guns in his arms and strode towards the shooting platform where the stone door was already open.
I saw the shooting platform, surrounded by four walls of firearms, with a small round platform in the middle.
Zheng Yang directly picked up a Re-45 from the weapon wall next to him, flew it, spun it in the air, and caught it with his right hand.
Flowing clouds and flowing water.
Chen Feng: "Are you showing off to me?"
Zheng Yang turned around and smiled: "The one with Xiu is still behind. Do you know how to use re-45, Old Chen?"
Chen Feng: "You know how to use it??? It's only the second fucking day of school, and you're calling me Lao Chen?"
Zheng Yang did not respond, but looked sideways at him: "Look carefully, this is how re-45 is used."
Then, he turned around and finished the shuttle.
Chen Feng originally wanted to mock the newbie for being Aixiu, but suddenly he felt something was wrong and directly called up the perspective from the shooting stand just now.
I saw Zheng Yang on the screen pressing the shuttle to the end, hitting 19 of the 25 bullets. In an instant, the targets in the row at different distances were hit one after another and fell backwards.
When the target is hit, the blue target turns red, and like those games, a number floats.
【twenty four】
"Fuck!"
Chen Feng deliberately enlarged the screen and took a look. Zheng Yang's wrist was like a machine, moving the pistol's position with incomparable precision.
The speed is so fast that afterimages appear.
Chen Feng was so fucked. He looked up at Zheng Yang and saw that the young man had already turned around. He picked up the little helper next to him and looked at the surprised Chen Feng.
Chen Feng looked at Zheng Yang's overall feeling of shooting just now. He felt inexplicably familiar, unusually familiar, this flowing feeling, this familiar feeling that came over him like muscle memory.
No way
Because Chen Feng's guess was too outrageous, he pretended to be calm and said: "Gun sense?"
Zheng Yang nodded: "Yes, it feels like a gun, but it only feels like a re-45. Now that I'm practicing as a little helper, do I have to be a good person who can carry it around?"
Halfway through, Zheng Yang discovered that Chen Feng was missing.
He shook his head and took out his little helper for training.
The use of re-45 just now was not purely for showing off. I had to try it first to see how the virtual space felt about firearms.
So Zheng Yang directly used the most familiar firearm, the re-45, to practice his skills.
Zheng Yang looked down at his hands and clenched his fists.
The simulation is quite realistic, but the feel is a little strange.
Otherwise, it should have been able to achieve an accuracy of about 23 rounds just now.
But it’s not bad~ It’s free to train here~
Zheng Yang recalled that when he bought heavy-duty bullets, they were quite expensive.
Moreover, there are also special bullets for firearms sold on the black market, such as heavy bullets made by compressing NOF poison gas. It is said that NOF poison gas will burst out after high-speed impact.
But it seems to be the same when it is shot into the human body. Because it is specially made, the damage caused by the bullet rotation will be much less, but it can still kill people.
Because when injected into the human body, NOF poison bombs will also explode with poisonous gas. The huge amount of poisonous gas released under high pressure can explode the human body in an instant.
But this kind of bullet is also extremely expensive.
And it can't be checked for fakes.
After all, it is compressed inside the bullet. Although the density of the gas contained in the bullet can be measured by scanning, it cannot be determined whether it is poisonous gas or not. Only after shooting can we know whether it is poisonous gas.
Zheng Yang looked at the photo of the NOF poison bomb. The bullet had an exquisite appearance, with poisonous carvings and perfect color matching.
The whole thing was so perfect that Zheng Yang wanted to buy it not to kill people, but just to collect it.
But the price is too expensive.
One bullet costs 10,000 interstellar coins.
"Pah, pah, pah, pah"
After a burst of gunfire, Zheng Yang looked at the target.
9 shots were fired, 7 of them were hit with accurate aim.
Yes, the little helper still needs to practice.
Although this data looks okay, Zheng Yang shot after locking on the immobile targets one by one.
But it is indeed much better than the previous record of 0 shots.
Zheng Yang inserted his finger into the trigger of the little helper and rotated it through the trigger.
spinning
"Snapped!"
Zheng Yang's vision shuttled back to the few steps before entering the shooting platform.
Zheng Yang: "Miscalculation."
Chen Feng was watching from outside, happened to see this scene, and burst into laughter.
I conveniently saved this recorded video for future use.
This kid will definitely achieve great things if he doesn't die in the future.
You have to save more dark history now.
As time goes by.
Everyone has passed the initial jumping device one after another. They must be unfamiliar with it, but they can barely pass a ten-meter wall.
What's more, Chen Feng arranged phantom action guidance for everyone who had a hard time.
These are all geniuses, and they can barely pass it after watching the shadow for an hour.
The latter one is very fast.
When everyone else arrived at the shooting training range, Zheng Yang was still working hard on his little helper.
When everyone arrived at the training ground, Zheng Yang was still working hard on his little helper.
Chen Feng had no choice but to speak out again.
"Stop it, stop it, you can't be a little helper like this."
As a pilot, Chen Feng still has such a thing as a gun sense. It just so happens that Chen Feng's weapon with a gun sense is a little helper.
"Go to the Pilot review first. Do you want to learn the little helper?"
"Of course I do."
"Please, let me teach you~" Chen Feng looked proud.
Zheng Yang: ""
