National Breakout: My firearms proficiency is at full level

嘘嘚嘚嘚……

sizzle sizzle...

In the setting sun, the fixed target was covered with black bullet holes, and the target ring gradually became unclear.

In the training ground, two special forces were sweating profusely, while in the shade of a workbench nearby, Zhang Yang was sitting with his legs crossed, drinking ice-cold taurine.

"Focus! Why is the trajectory unstable? Is it moving left or right or floating up and down? Find the reason yourself." Zhang Yang didn't feel any back pain while sitting and talking, and he could even close his eyes to rest from time to time.

"Oh my god... I'm so tired." Zhang Qi sat down on the ground, ready to go on strike.

He took out the cucumber-flavored potato chips he had prepared in advance from the bag and started crunching them.

"Haha, are you still saying Yeah? You can't say Yeah now." Nanqiang has played in the dark zone for half a year longer than Zhang Qi, so his physical strength is naturally higher than Zhang Qi's.

Although he was sweating a lot now, his basic movements had not been deformed.

"Oh yeah... Oh yeah... I can't finish it." Zhang Qi insisted. Even though he was sweating and looked pale, he still shouted his slogan while eating.

Zhang Yang, who almost fell asleep, woke up from his chair.

"What's going on? Why are you still resting? Keep training!" Zhang Yang scolded with a gun in hand. Time for the game doesn't wait!

My younger brother is too naughty. I have to push him so that he knows his limits.

It’s been less than half an hour since the shooting started, and the intensity is already very low.

"Brother, you look like a medieval farmer. Look at my dark face!" Zhang Qi said in a tearful voice, with the music of "Youga Demu" echoing in his heart.

"Zhang Qi, I know you are tired, but now that you have signed up for the competition, you must practice hard!" Seeing his younger brother so frustrated, Zhang Yang couldn't help but persuade him.

"Hey, let me tell you a story that left a deep impression on me..." Zhang Yang told a story from a novel he had read.

"The protagonist of the story is called Ye Dong, and he has the ability to summon his minions."

"But his first younger brother left him forever in that incident..."

Zhang Yang spoke for five minutes. The story mainly revolved around a younger brother named Guangtou. Because he was too weak, he died on the battlefield. He and his boss were separated forever.

"So, this story tells us that we should shed more blood in peacetime and less tears after the war," Zhang Yang said earnestly.

"I also know this story, so my QQ name is Bald, Jackson..." Nanqiang's eyes also sparkled.

The faint sunlight shone on his rough face, like a heroic martyr who completed the revolution.

“……” Zhang Qi was convinced. He was really convinced.

"I practice. Is it not okay for me to practice?" Zhang Qi placed the potato chips on the workbench, then picked up the F2000 and fired at the fixed target.

嘘嘚嘚嘚……

After nearly half an hour of gun control practice, his trajectory has been concentrated on a straight line, and that straight line is getting shorter and shorter.

"Well, not bad." Zhang Yang picked up Zhang Qi's potato chips and praised him while eating.

Not to mention Baldy and Zhang Qi, he himself also likes to eat cucumber-flavored potato chips.

……

Next, I will teach you how to use projectiles." Zhang Yang licked his fingers, wiped them on the back of his pants, and took out a grenade from the magazine.

"Today's teaching was not difficult, and we learned a lot."

"Instant explosion?" The two looked at each other and swallowed.

"First, we need to know why we need to practice instant explosion."

"The explosion of a grenade usually takes between 2.5 and 4 seconds. When the enemy discovers the grenade, they will definitely dodge and avoid the explosion range." Zhang Yang took out an MK2 and showed it to the two of them.

"And instantaneous explosion makes the grenade thrown at the enemy's feet explode immediately."

"The enemy was not given any time to react, and the effect of this grenade was maximized."

"Oh oh."

After the two nodded, Zhang Yang immediately pulled the bolt and threw the MK2 at their feet.

"Oh my god!" The two of them jumped up from the ground and dodged to the other side with Zhang Yang.

Boom! ! !

3 seconds later, MK2 exploded, turning the original ground into a black ball.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder. The two men frowned and put their hands in front of their mouths and noses.

"Brother, what are you doing!" Zhang Qi looked at Zhang Yang in horror and once again doubted the authenticity of his "real brother".

"Master, what are you doing~?" Nanqiang seemed to understand Zhang Yang's intention, but still spoke jokingly.

"Put away your sissy voice and speak properly!" Zhang Yang scolded.

"Oh." Nanqiang lowered his head.

"You see, if the grenade is thrown normally, no matter how accurate it is, the enemy will have time to react and escape. This once again reflects the importance of instantaneous explosion!" Zhang Yang spoke with a dignified manner, as if the grenade just now was not thrown by him at all.

"Next, you practice pulling out the bolt and pinching the mine. Hold it in your hand for one to two seconds before throwing it!"

"Ah? What if someone dies?" Zhang Qi trembled. He really regretted signing up.

"I'm fine." Nanqiang has been playing in the dark zone for half a year and has no objection to this exercise. He knows that if he wants to become stronger, he must take these paths.

"Zhang Qi, others can overcome the south wall." Zhang Yang winked, suggesting Zhang Qi to be braver.

"Oh." Zhang Qi also put away his temper and started practicing.

He knew that his previous happy life was gone forever, and now time was urgent and he couldn't hold the entire team back because of himself.

"I can do it!" Zhang Qi mustered up his courage and unbolted the attacking grenade in his hand.

He counted down silently: "1...2..."

"Wait, isn't the attack mine 2.5 seconds?" Zhang Yang couldn't remember, but it was too late.

Boom——

"Ah~" Zhang Qi fell asleep and turned into a charred corpse.

"Oh~ meat~" Nanqiang walked over cautiously, looked at Zhang Qi with black smoke coming out of his mouth, and uttered in English.

"Oh, now I've really become a black man." Zhang Yang slapped his forehead.

Fortunately, there is no limit to the number of times you can die in the training ground.

This means that Zhang Qi can die here countless times for free and it will not affect next week's game.

Zhang Yang opened the panel and signaled Zhang Qi in the team to re-enter the game.

"hurry up!"

"Oh." After a brief conversation in the void, Zhang Qi's figure reappeared on the training ground, and the charred corpse disappeared.

"Oh." Zhang Qi walked dejectedly to his training position and pulled the bolt again.

The light in his eyes was gone, and he murmured quietly, "Hey Jerry~"