"This is a gunman. He knows more about guns than anyone else. He will teach you how to use guns." Early in the morning, Fox took Feng Xue to find the black braised egg with the voice of the romance male anchor. At this time, he was fiddling with a table of long spears and short cannons. To reason, let such a person with a philosophical atmosphere teach how to use guns. Feng Xue was actually a little guilty in her heart, but considering that if something really happened, Feng Xue could slap him into a small cake, he still went up and said hello-

"Are you OK?"

"Very good." Ludan nodded, and then, while holding the controller, he brought out three corpses hanging like pigs, he discussed with Fox a bad killer with broken legs.

Feng Xue did not care about the conversation between the two, but walked closer to observe the three corpses. Although there were men and women, they seemed to be very old. They should have been created through some channels that could only be considered gray.

Judging from the signs, the corpse was well maintained. Perhaps it was because it had been treated with antiseptic treatment and there were no corpse spots. Considering that it was no longer stiff, it should have been dead for a while. Of course, it may also be a fresh corpse that had just died for less than one day.

"Where does this come from? Welfare House? Or crematorium?" Feng Xue asked with a hint of teasing, but Ludan did not mean to answer positively, but just took out a gun and handed it to him.

Feng Xue knew what he meant. When he opened the insurance, he would be "bang bang bang" three shots. There was no hesitation or confusion, as if he was just shooting a wooden target.

"No discomfort?" Ludan raised his eyebrows, as if he was a little surprised.

"Whether a human is a human depends on whether he has a human spirit and soul. A corpse without a soul is no longer a human, but just a pile of meat, no different from a dead pig or a dead cow. What's wrong with it?" Feng Xue spread his hands calmly. He was no longer the rookie who had to shake a few more times when shooting. Not to mention shooting at the corpse, there were several people who had killed him with his own hands.

"Very good. I originally planned to let you use the corpse to understand the feeling of shooting a gun on a person, but now it seems that it is not necessary." Ludan nodded and picked out various types of guns from his collection, including pistols, hunting rifles, submachine guns, smoothbore guns, etc., and disassembled them one by one, and let Feng Xue learn to assemble them.

The random disassembly and assemble firearms is not to show off, but to make people better understand them and understand what each component means to the gun.

Wesley was able to hit a fly when he picked up the gun for the first time, but because the distance was close enough, the performance of the precision gun with a retractor and micro-schooled precision was enough to exert his talent.

But if you want to really play with the gun, these most basic exploration and learning are essential.

Feng Xue originally did not intend to work hard on this, but three days later, when he was fighting with the butcher with the butcher with the familiar dog-legged knife, he suddenly realized that the gun was actually no different from a knife, or even a fist.

Fists are weapons, legs are weapons, swords are weapons, guns, and of course they are weapons.

The gun itself is not important. What is important is the feeling of using the gun, just as a swordsman's usual long sword is always easier than a sword he snatched away. Even if his swordsman reaches the pinnacle, he can think of it as a sword. When he picks up his own sword, he will be a little stronger than holding it.

When he realized this, Feng Xue put down his contempt for the guns and began to seriously learn how to assemble and adjust the guns. Then, the next stage came.

The most essential and weirdest skill teaching of the Assassin League - the bullet turn, begins.

"Shoot your target," Fox said.

Although they had not told him why during the previous training sessions, this time, it was particularly inexplicable. Without demonstration or guidance, they were just a target of pigs in front.

Then, tell him that you are going to hit.

Just kidding, even if Feng Xue has read the script, he doesn’t know how to hit it?

He tried to boost adrenaline and improve his mental reflex, but it didn't make sense, even though his acuity could already hold its balance bar with chopsticks as the fly flew by, it still couldn't do it.

The meaning of rifle itself is to stabilize the flight track. Unless you bend the barrel (in fact, the one that is beaten out is straight and will only roll), it is simply a dream to make an arc ballistic.

It seemed that Feng Xue was in a daze, thinking that made the old nigger Sloan, who was observing secretly, feel that he was confused, so he walked in from behind the door and said as he walked: "You don't need to think about how to do it, just know what to do. If no one told you that the bullet was in a straight line, I'll give you a gun and ask you to shoot the target, what would you do? Let your instinct guide you."

As he said that, Sloan picked up the gun in his hand and then threw out the arc at will. In the state of adrenaline rush, Feng Xue clearly saw the entire process of the bullet starting from the discharge, how each subtle rotation, how to roll, how to change direction, how to hit.

Then, he discovered a little bit of the rules—

The rifle will rotate the bullet to ensure stability. Stability means that the bullet will follow the rotation. Therefore, as long as you understand the rifle of the gun (or modify the rifle in the gun chamber to meet your own gun-swinging habits), and swing the pistol at a force that matches the rotation speed and direction of the bullet, you can create a certain force difference at the moment when the bullet is out of the bore, make the bullet trajectory float, and then combine with the airflow to generate arc ballistics.

(Don't mention the Terminator of the Rumor. Although it has indeed proved a lot of things, just look at this thing. Because their test itself is not very rigorous, and the number of tests is too few, there are problems with the experimental design. For example, there are tests where bullets penetrate the sniper's scope and kill the sniper. The background of the incident happened in World War I and World War II. As a result, they used modern multi-lens high-intensity sniper lenses to experiment. It's a terrible thing to succeed. The bullet turns experiment is the same. After they changed the rifle and bullets, they stopped throwing it, no longer throwing it, no longer throwing it, no longer throwing it, no longer throwing it, no more throwing it, no more throwing it, no more turning it over, no more turning it over, only changing the gun is useless. In addition, in other worlds, physical laws are different, just like that, arc bullets are not the point anyway.)

However, this kind of gun-swinging is not something that can be accomplished by scientific evidence and mathematical calculation of variables. The most fundamental reason is the uncertainty of gunpowder.

As a gunpowder weapon, the proportion of the gunpowder component in each bullet cannot be completely consistent. The force generated by the moment of excitation will naturally vary. This variable that can only be truly confirmed at the moment of excitation, coupled with the real-time nature of the airflow and wind direction itself, cannot be controlled by rationality and calculations. If you want to use it perfectly, you can only intuition and instinct.

Sloan's demonstration proves Feng Xue's conjecture, but the way to stimulate instinct is different from a simple adrenaline surge.

Excessive adrenaline is not the secret to making bullets turn. This talent makes it easier to detect the subtle changes, but it cannot create that change.
Chapter completed!