"Instructor He!"

Her arms were faintly numb, but she didn't dare to shake her hands in front of He Xiaoling, so she could only put her hands in place and slowly waited for her to recover.

He Xiaoling still looked at her with a smile.

"Have you ever played with a gun?"

He clicked the 70% new Type 95 automatic rifle in Han Yao's hand. Han Yao looked down at the gun he was holding in his arms, shook his head,

"I haven't played it before? Look at your standard gun, it doesn't look like you haven't played it before!"

"Didn't the theory instructors talk about these key points before?"

"You remember? You can do this so skillful with these theories alone?"

Han Yao could only nodded. She really remembered that as for the others, she didn't know.

The smile on the corner of He Xiaoling's lips gradually deepened. After staring at Han Yao for several seconds, he pulled Han Yao's collar and pulled her all the way to the all-terrain car. Before Han Yao could get in a firm position, the car drove off the beach.

Han Yao was a little confused by the smash, and was taken away by He Xiaoling, and she was still a little confused.

The car stopped at the entrance of a large venue. He Xiaoling closed the car key and got out of the car quickly, kicked Han Yao.

"Get out of the car, what are you going to do?"

Han Yao got out of the car with a gun in his arms, followed He Xiaoling and quickly entered the venue.

It was indeed a unique place. When Han Yao was standing at the door just now, he looked at the three gold-burned characters in the shooting hall, and now he was even more excited.

Han Yao could clearly feel that his blood was boiling. It seemed that the heat in the venue was enough to make her steam. Of course, she was the only one who was boiling here.

He Xiaoling gave her a blank look and took her to a training room, which was where several of their instructors practiced shooting skills. Now he brought her over alone just to see how much she has.

From time to time, a few gunshots came, and I pushed open the door and went in. The training room was empty. There was a man sitting on the ground with various gun parts in front of him, and he was lowering his head and pondering.

The sound from the door opened did not affect her. A minute later, the person sitting on the ground began to move his hands. Although it was not fast, his movements were sophisticated and accurate, decisive and streamlined, without any dragging on the slightest.

In one minute, a rifle was assembled. As soon as he looked up, Jiang Han's face suddenly appeared in front of them. Han Yao swallowed,

Jiang Han threw the gun in his hand into He Xiaoling's hand.

"Try it!"

He Xiaoling held the gun and glanced at the target opposite.

"Platform leader, it's not bad, but it's too slow!"

Jiang Han took the gun from He Xiaoling's hand and glanced at Han Yao standing next to him.

"Do you think it's slow?"

Han Yao shook his head,

He Xiaoling came to Jiang Han's side,

"How about bringing her to see the world?"

Jiang Han glanced at Han Yao, lowered his head, and kept moving his hands.

"Look."

In less than thirty seconds, the gun that had just been assembled was removed by Jiang Han again. All the parts were neatly placed on the ground.

"Fast?"

Han Yao shook his head again,

"Then let's do it."

Jiang Han pointed to the open space beside him, Han Yao took the gun off his neck, and sat down where Jiang Han pointed.

"I'll practice first."

"random."
Chapter completed!