Super black turtle clone

() "Touch!!" A loud gunshot rang out, and the sound was quickly absorbed by the surrounding walls made of special materials.

"Ahem!" Seeing the intact target in the distance, Zhuo Yun, who was still domineering just now, gave a dry cough in embarrassment.

He glanced at Leng Ji next to him, just in time to see her contemptuous eyes.

"As I said just now, the first step you have to do now is to trinity the pistol with yourself and the target. To put it bluntly, you need to focus your eyes on the target in the distance, keep the pistol steady, and aim the muzzle at the target. target, and shoot." Leng Ji's cold and disdainful voice sounded.

"Irregular menstruation girl, just now I was just looking for the texture."

Annoyed and criticized in his heart, Zhuo Yun raised his arm again, pointed the pistol at the target in the distance, fixed his eyes on the sight of the pistol and the target in front, and tried to connect them in a straight line.

Concentrating on looking at the gun target in the distance, Zhuo Yun suddenly felt a special touch at this moment.

With a slight movement of his thoughts, he circulated the vitality in his body according to the cultivation method of the turtle's breath, and the breath on his body quickly converged, and his sensitivity was greatly improved. General in front of my eyes.

"bump!!"

Pulling the trigger resolutely, the pistol trembled slightly, and under Zhuo Yun's keen sense, a bullet full of impact flew out.

The speed was so fast that it flew more than ten meters away in the blink of an eye, and the whole process ended in an instant.

Leng Ji, who showed contempt on her face, revealed a look of astonishment in her eyes with her mouth slightly opened.

In her line of sight, the gun target more than ten meters away trembled slightly, and a clearly visible bullet hole appeared on it between the ninth ring and the tenth ring.

"How is this possible? It must be a coincidence. I guess this guy was lucky enough to be able to hit him with one shot." When she came back to her senses, Leng Ji murmured to herself comfortingly.

At this moment, Zhuo Yun was completely immersed in that mysterious feeling, and ignored Leng Ji's thoughts. After firing a shot, there was a moment of silence, and the finger on the trigger continued to pull again.

"Bang bang bang!"

A series of gunshots continued to ring out in the gun training room, and as Zhuo Yun's arm trembled slightly, there were bullet holes on the gun target more than ten meters away.

This time, Leng Ji, who was able to maintain her composure and comfort herself, could no longer calm down.

All the bullet holes on the gun target were between the eighth and tenth rings, and none of the shots hit outside the eighth ring, let alone missed the target like the first time.

"Impossible. How could he have reached this level so quickly? Could it be that he has learned marksmanship before?"

Thinking of Leng Ji, she shook her head. Judging from Zhuo Yun's extremely bad marksmanship in holding the gun and the first shot just now, it can be seen that he has never learned marksmanship before, and he has only used a pistol before, which seems very strange.

It was precisely because of this that Leng Ji felt unbelievable.

Thinking about it, even with her extraordinary talent, it took nearly two days to learn marksmanship before reaching Zhuo Yun's current level.

And Zhuo Yun missed the target with the first shot just now, and now it has only been less than a minute.

"Is this what the gun god said, the kind of top wizard who was born for guns?"

Looking at Zhuo Yun with piercing eyes, Leng Ji was both emotional and unwilling.

When she was testing the competition, she planned to teach Zhuo Yun a lesson, but in the end, Zhuo Yun broke through the cold wave she used, and took advantage of her, which made a talent extraordinary and always superior She was even a little lonely and couldn't accept it.

Although she herself didn't want to admit that she was indeed the one who lost the last test competition. Of course, in her opinion, if she had exerted all her strength from the beginning, she would definitely be able to defeat Zhuo Yun, but this was a stain in her life after all.

It was precisely with this thought in mind that Leng Ji asked Ouyang Zuo to take the task of teaching Zhuo Yun the marksmanship, in order to humiliate Zhuo Yun severely and eliminate the bad breath in her heart, but now she is a little tragic I found that not only did I not get rid of my bad breath, but I was even more hit.

When Leng Ji was stunned by Zhuo Yun's amazing gun talent, he was a little dissatisfied in his heart.

In this state of cultivation, his control over the body, sensitivity and other aspects have greatly improved. In his opinion, he should be able to hit all the ten rings, but the result is different from what he imagined. little difference.

Zhuo Yun, who was immersed in the perception, completely forgot the existence of Leng Ji next to him, tried again and again to familiarize himself with the feeling of shooting, and quickly found the reasons for his small mistakes by virtue of his super sensing power.

When the trigger is pulled, the elixir in the bullet explodes to produce impact, and at the same time, it also reacts with a recoil force, and the reason why he still can't hit ten shots every time in this near-perfect state The reason for the ring lies in this kind of recoil.

Even though his physical strength was far superior to that of ordinary people, the recoil generated at the moment he pulled the trigger still made his arms tremble slightly.

It is because of this kind of vibration that there is a slight deviation after the bullet is ejected from the chamber. When this small deviation hits the gun target, there is already a deviation distance of several centimeters.

Discovering this situation, Zhuo Yun began to think about how to solve it. The first thing he thought of was relying on his body, which was far stronger than ordinary people, to block the recoil of the pistol with his strength.

After firing the machine gun, the effect is really good, but it puts a lot of burden on the arm. It's okay to stand here and shoot now, but once a gunfight actually happens, it will definitely suffer a big loss.

"Besides, the other sharpshooters don't have a strong body, and they can still hit every shot. There should be a better way." Thinking of this, Zhuo Yun was completely immersed in improving his marksmanship.

Time passed by every minute and every second. In the gun training room of the fifth army base, he didn't have to worry about the consumption of guns and ammunition at all. He just kept shooting and shooting.

Standing next to Leng Ji, the shocked expression became numb at this moment. The impact Zhuo Yun gave her was too great, and the speed of marksmanship progress far exceeded her imagination.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Four hours later, Zhuo Yun raised his hand and pulled the trigger continuously. Every time he pulled the trigger, his arm would shake. He didn't have anything to suppress. After firing all the bullets, he put the pistol calmly. Put it back to its original position.

On the newly-appeared gun target, the red dot on the tenth ring has completely disappeared, and an enlarged bullet hole has been forcibly punched.

Seeing the situation on the gun target, Zhuo Yun nodded in satisfaction. After four hours of pondering, he finally mastered the shooting skills.

After getting familiar with the strength and direction of the recoil of the pistol, every time he aims at the red dot on the tenth ring, he will deliberately move a little bit in the direction opposite to the recoil, so that he will not be affected by the recoil of the gun. , the bullet can just hit the red dot on the tenth ring.