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Chapter 47 The gun is accurate and fast within seven steps

Chen Bai looked at the building in front of him and narrowed his eyes.

The "Gun King Club" branch in Lanhai City has the same condensed style as the headquarters. During the construction, ferocious steel bars were deliberately retained, making the 23-story building look like a violent python.

He entered through the revolving door and was immediately greeted by a handsome waiter:

"Hello, sir, how can I help you?"

"I'm here to practice shooting." Shen Bai took out a membership card and put it in the waiter's hand.

"Oh...Okay sir, please go to the VIP room on the 10th floor first, and I will arrange a coach for you."

Shen Bai nodded and followed another waiter to the VIP room on the 10th floor, where he sat on a chair and waited quietly for the coach.

In the age of warriors, firearms still possess great deterrence.

Ordinary people practice martial arts for ten years and increase their vitality to 10. Warrior vapor is released from the skin. The force of a punch reaches several tons and can flatten steel. However, if a bullet hits a vital part, you will still die.

Not to mention that in addition to pistols, automatic rifles, heavy snipers, howitzers, high-explosive bombs... a series of thermal weapons emerge in endlessly. In addition to the "grandmaster" whose vitality index exceeds 100 and washes away the blood of mercury, it is difficult for ordinary warriors to resist the killing. A powerful thermal weapon strike.

In the war against the old land, the use of thermal weapons by established soldiers to cleanse the ground is still one of the most effective ways to fight against the tide of mutant beasts.

For this reason, the federal government imposes controls on firearms, which is okay in low-level cities, but it is difficult for cities in the third level and above to bring guns on the streets without hesitation.

Yesterday, after Qiao Mianmian explained the mission clearly to Shen Bai, she gave him a VIP card for the Gun King Club, saying that it was exchanged for Shen Bai's points from his first mission. It would be anonymous and he would first familiarize himself with the firearms and improve as much as possible. own fighting ability.

Although Shen Bai was not cold about it, he still came over according to Qiao Mianmian's request.

He didn't wait long before a short middle-aged man walked in and said cheerfully:

"Sir, what is your name?"

"Chen Bai."

"Mr. Shen, I am your firearms instructor. Let's stop talking nonsense and start practicing?"

"Well, it's up to you, coach." Shen Bai responded with a smile and came to the shooting range next to the VIP room.

This is an open practice field with gray-painted walls. There are many moving targets and various firearms are placed in an orderly manner on a long table. They are extremely well maintained.

"Mr. Shen." The coach smiled and took out a set of black clothes:

"This is a protective suit for practice. It has a laser receiver on it." He helped Shen Bai put on the protective suit, took out a suit and put it on himself, and then said:

"Mr. Shen, let me tell you first that your card is a VIP card, and you can enjoy all the training and services of the Gun King Club. I don't ask about your occupation. I just want to ask, you are here to shoot targets and experience the heat." The feel of the weapon is still..."

"For fighting." Shen Bai did not hide anything:

"Improving my combat power is the only purpose of my coming here."

"Okay, so simple target shooting is not suitable for you." The coach took out two pistols, handed one to Shen Bai, and then said:

"My martial arts talent is not high, and my vitality index is only 6.5 now. Where are you, my guest?"

"You are a little taller than coach, but the difference is not big."

"What a young hero." The short coach praised:

"There are no bullets in these two guns. When the trigger is pulled, a laser signal will be emitted from the barrel, which can be received by the sensor on our protective clothing."

He took a few steps back and said with a smile:

"You know how to shoot a simple gun, let's have a try?"

Shen Bai turned the pistol, nodded and said:

"good!"

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, a gunshot was heard, followed by a harsh beep from the protective suit.

Chen Bai stared at his chest with wide eyes, where a red sensor light lit up at the position of his heart.

——This coach shoots so fast!

The short coach had already expected Shen Bai's surprise. He smiled and said:

"In the federal era, the fists of warriors and the abilities of the Apocalypse are the most powerful weapons! This is true, but there is a condition, that is, it must be a high-level warrior and a high-level Apocalypse! Otherwise, it will be a mortal body, and Can be killed by bullets."

The coach took out an old bullet from his pocket and sighed:

"When I went to the border town ten years ago, I used this bullet to kill a "True Blood" warrior with a vitality index of 75. Of course, I used a large-caliber heavy sniper produced by Monster Machinery Company [Hunter] Long], but a very talented warrior fell to such a bullet that cost only a few dollars... Alas, the power of our human technology cannot be underestimated."

Shen Bai found the switch on his clothes and turned off the buzzer and flashing light, quite unbelieving:

"Coach, I admit that what you said is reasonable, but the distance between us was at least twenty meters just now, which is an advantage for the gunners."

"Oh...so you want to try again?"

"Try again." Shen Bai licked the corner of his mouth:

"Within seven steps between you and me, I am confident that I will break your throat first."

"Okay!" The coach agreed, really took a few steps forward, and said with a smile:

"You and I are about five meters apart now, how about that?"

"Can!"

"Then...start!"

The sound of gunshots and the muffled sound of stepping on the ground appeared together. Shen Bai instantly moved half a meter sideways, then rushed forward, and in the blink of an eye, he reached his left hand to the coach's throat.

The short instructor pulled back quickly, pulled the trigger again, and fired calmly.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

After four shots, Shen Bai stopped. He looked at a small piece of rag that appeared on his fingertips. It was torn off the coach's clothes. He only had to stretch forward two millimeters to touch the fragile throat.

But Shen Bai knew that even if he could puncture the coach's trachea, he would not have the strength to kill him.

He lowered his head, and the four locations on his protective suit, including his heart, stomach, abdomen, and chest, were all flashing with dazzling red light.

Trading a life for a serious injury, having a gun in your hand can indeed improve your combat effectiveness.

Of course, this is also because the short coach is a firearms expert. If it were an ordinary person, Shen Bai would have a high success rate of dodging.

He sighed and saluted respectfully:

"Coach, please teach me."

"No, no, no, you are a distinguished guest, and it is my job to teach you... But you are really powerful. When you rushed over just now, you seemed to have seen the fangs of a ferocious beast."

The short coach patted his chest fearfully and continued:

"Firearms are just a minor thing in this era of warriors. I heard that in order not to become dependent, the children of many big families concentrate on climbing the martial arts. They will not touch guns when they have nothing to achieve. But if they are fighting with others, they will still use any method. Better."

"With guns, there is only one way to become a master, and that is to practice! The VIP card allows you to shoot unlimited targets, but I have to teach you some basic knowledge first. It will take a long time to explain this thing in detail... What type of gun do you prefer? ?”

Shen Bai thought about the task he wanted to perform and said directly:

"Coach, let's practice the pistol first. My grip strength is still good, and I should be able to master a gun with greater recoil."

"Okay, let's start now. Also, pay for my clothes... I just went to work and the top button was ripped off. How do I explain it to my wife when I get back?"
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