Several big bosses didn't quite believe Yu Li's words, but thought he was a little crazy. They have been in the Dragon Group for so many years, and they have never seen any strange people.
"It's a good thing for young people to have confidence, but don't know that the sky is high and the sky is high when you have some skills. You must know that there are people who are better than others. Let me see your skill with guns first. Is it like you said?"
The old man in military uniform spoke first, and the other four people were smiling, as if they had expected it. Lao Ma still has the same temper as when he was young, and he just can't keep his temper.
"How do I test it?"
Yu Li was not afraid at all. Not to mention his experience in the special department in his previous life, even before he awakened his memory, his shooting skills were obvious to all in the academy. Although he can't check the game system here, his feeling for guns is still there.
"Xiao Fang, please pause the shooting training and prepare all the equipment and props required for the difficulty test. We will go over now."
Team Leader Long called over the young woman who was standing by, made a simple arrangement, and motioned for everyone to come together.
"Boy, the gun here is my treasure, you have to be careful with it. Do you want to start from the basics, or go straight to the difficulty level?"
Yu Li looked at the various firearms on the table, including domestic ones, foreign ones, old models from before the founding of the People's Republic of China, and the latest models. Almost everything that can be found is found here. It can be said to be a complete collection of firearms. Each gun has been carefully maintained, and it can be seen that the old man in military uniform loves the gun. The team members who were originally training, after being asked to stop, were about to have a fit, but saw the team leader coming with four elders, and suddenly turned off the fire. Out of curiosity, they all stood aside and watched.
"Let's just go straight to the difficulty level. I don't want to waste the precious time of the seniors. I'll do whatever it takes."
While talking to the old man, Yu Li grabbed a Nagant M1895 revolver. This was his favorite model. It was a special case of revolvers. It was very powerful and could be connected to a silencer. It also had very shortcomings. Obviously, because the wheel is fixed, loading is more troublesome. I soaked the spiritual power into the gun and felt it. This is the benefit of a strong soul. There are no major issues with the gun, there is some internal wear, but it does not affect shooting accuracy.
"You have such a strong tone. Let's do this. You decide the test items yourself, but I will help you choose the gun. You only have one chance to test fire each gun, which means that the score of the first shot does not count. The score of each shot does not count. It’s lower than the ninth ring, isn’t it difficult?”
Ji Shu, who was standing nearby, had no idea about guns, but the other onlookers were cursing in their hearts: Isn't it difficult? What a joke, I didn’t even give him a chance to make a mistake. It is absolutely extremely difficult for Elder Ma to set this up. Even with the gun models he often uses, each gun is different. It’s no problem to get a good score. If you want to reach level 9 or above with every shot, you can really do it if there are a few in the dragon group with particularly good gun feel. Problem: Many guns on the table are not models that everyone is familiar with. Many models have long been eliminated and become collectibles. Even if they can be used normally, they still have some problems.
"No problem, senior please choose a gun!"
"Okay, let's count the pistol in your hand as the first one. It's a bonus for you. Add this one, this one, and this one, so there are four guns in total. These three are our own guns. It’s not like I’m embarrassing you.”
Yu Li looked along where his hand was pointing and saw three guns: a Type 77 pistol, a Type 56 submachine gun, and a Type 85 sniper rifle. Mr. Xindao still takes good care of himself. These guns have a history of nearly a hundred years in the main world. They have been retired for a long time and have been replaced by new weapons in this time and space.
"Just go straight to the non-directional flying target. Fixed targets are meaningless. Just take the number of bullets in each gun as the standard. M1895 has seven rounds, Type 77 has six rounds, Type 56 has 30 rounds, and Type 85 has 10 rounds. Bar."
"Okay, but there aren't many Nagant R bullets, so save it for me, kid."
"Okay, just fill the cylinder with seven rounds of bullets, make sure they won't be wasted."
Yu Li tried it first and felt the condition of each gun through his mental power. Nagant was the one he was most familiar with, so he didn't try the gun again. The remaining three guns each pressed a bullet into the barrel and fired one shot at the target in the distance. 77 hit the tenth ring of the fifty-meter target, 56 hit the edge of the red heart at two hundred meters, and the sniper hit the nine rings three hundred meters away on the south road.
Arranging four loaded guns on the table, Yu Li motioned to the staff to turn on the target-throwing machine, only to see the flying saucers being thrown out five seconds apart. When it reached a certain height, Yu Li grabbed the 77 shot and successfully smashed the flying saucer. Feeling that the pressure was not enough, he signaled the opponent to increase the interval to two seconds.
Next it was time for Yu Li's performance. He walked back and forth in front of four guns. When the flying saucer he shot was close, he used a pistol, and when the flying saucer was far away, he used a rifle. Four types of gunfire alternated in the field, and each flying saucer was successfully destroyed.
Sixty-three rounds of bullets were quickly fired. After inspecting the gun, Yu Li took two steps back and motioned for the old man in military uniform to come forward.
"Let's go and see the results——"
Three minutes later, the staff counted the results. Sixty-three rounds of bullets shattered sixty-five flying saucers. Two of the shots hit two flying saucers in the air at the same time, and the onlookers applauded.
"Wonderful, wonderful!"
"This level is higher than ours."
"Where does this master come from? I've never seen him before?"
"..."
Ji Shu stepped forward and hugged Yu Li's right arm, very happy.
"Brother Yu Li, you are so awesome, you have to teach me when you have time!"
"No problem, your mental strength should be very high. After practicing for a while, it will be easy to do it once you master the rules!"
"Well -" Ji Shu nodded obediently after receiving his promise.
"Pah, pah, pah—"
The five bosses also applauded, admiring Yu Li's spear skills.
The old man in military uniform was very happy. He didn't expect that this kid really had the arrogance. If he was at this level in the 1960s and 1970s, he would definitely make the monkeys cry for father and mother.
After the first test was completed, Longshou winked at the fat old man Li, indicating that it was his turn.
"Yu Xiaozi, I'll be the second one. I practice the horizontal kung fu of the Thirteen Taibos. Come over and help the old man."
They followed the old man to the ring, saluted each other and then set up their formations at the same time. Yu Li will not underestimate his opponents, and going all out is a sign of respect for his opponents.
His martial arts skills are still from before he was enlightened in school, and his secret strength cannot be underestimated. The old man's horizontal kung fu training is indeed powerful, and he has trained his body to a state of no leakage and a perfect roundness. Yu Li's fist hit the old man, and all his strength disappeared without a trace, turning into a miracle. He tried several times without making any progress, so he simply integrated his three-point swordsmanship into his hands. He punched the old man hard in the stomach.
The old man was beaten many times. On the surface, he acted as if nothing had happened, but inside he was complaining in agony. The pain was so painful that his intestines were about to break. I thought it would be over like this, but I didn't expect that a huge force suddenly came from Yu Li, which almost made him lose face.
"Stop--boy, have you beaten enough? You don't know how to respect the elderly. I'll give you my bones. Is that easy?"
Mr. Li has the character of an old naughty boy who is obsessed with saving face. He will never admit that he was scared by Yu Li. Before the power of Yu Li's fist could take shape, he was trying to act rogue.
