Yang Yi couldn't help but glance at the person who was talking.

A man who looks in his thirties has a look of helplessness and despair when speaking. It can be seen that he has been hit hard.

The security officer didn't believe his ears very much. He looked puzzled and questioned, and said, "What do you mean? Can you tell me?"

Yang Yi could not say it. He would never say the name Gongyang, but the agent of the Cia sighed and said, "Keep confidential, I can't say it. I can only tell you what I said is true."

"Brother, we are very familiar with me. You know my personality. You can just tell me what the gunman has done without telling me what happened. Is this OK?"

After hesitating for a moment, the agent whispered: "A gunman, a gun, shot from a distance of four hundred to one thousand meters, killing and injuring more than seventy people. In less than five minutes, a distance of one thousand meters, he just couldn't drive over. Three hundred meters is the limit. A person's position is like a wall that can never be approached."

With a long sigh, the speaker lifted up his T-shirt and whispered: "I was shot, and the bullet penetrated the bullet vest and broke a rib, but fortunately the bullet deflected to the outside and drilled out, and I survived."

Put down the lifted clothes, and the person who spoke said with a deep pain: "I was sent back and stayed in the hospital for more than a month. Then I felt that I could never pick up the gun. When I picked up the gun, I would think of the scene that night..."

"Night? Are you talking about what happened at night?"

“Yes, evening.”

"Oh, oh, oh, Farke, then his terrain must be very favorable, right?"

"There are some woods on the plains, but... the woods are on our side, but the gunman can only leave the house and has no effective cover. His only advantage is that every shot can hit us alone, but we cannot."

The security officer scratched his head and said, "I still don't believe it, but I think what you said is true. Everything sounds too amazing."

He smiled bitterly, and the agent said in a deep voice: "You won't meet him, so it doesn't matter if you believe it or not. He is my shadow, not yours."

"You mean he is your psychological shadow?"

"Yes, if you can't get rid of this shadow..."

The security officer frowned and thought for a while, nodded and said, "I understand, thank you very much for telling me this."

After saying that, the security officer looked at Yang Yi and said in a deep voice: "The gunman he said was using a rifle, so the person you said was using a pistol? Can you tell me what the situation you encountered?"

Yang Yi can now confirm one thing: the agent encountered a ram, and he was injured in Ukraine.

But Yang Yi could not say the ram, nor could he say the Ukraine. After thinking for a while, he said in a deep voice: "I have seen a man who shot five people at the speed I just shot and shot without any effort. I was just a bystander, but I was really excited, but it was definitely far inferior to the level of what this gentleman just said."

The security officer pondered for a moment, then he nodded and said, "I understand, you, Hunter, your problem has nothing to do with the shooting level of the gunman, so I can't solve your problem for you, and I can't imagine how that gunman did it, but I know that you will never encounter that gunman for the second time in your life, nor will you encounter a gunman of the same level. Even if you encounter it, he may die soon if he changes the environment or situation, so this is a matter of courage, and you..."

Looking at Yang Yi, the security officer said with interest: "And you, you saw an extremely outstanding gunman, and was stimulated, and wanted to make yourself as powerful as him, right?"

Yang Yi nodded and said, "Yes, you are right. In fact, I also have a little psychological shadow. I think if I were the enemy of the gunman at that time, I would definitely die."

The security officer smiled and said, "You are also a psychological problem. I don't know how to solve your psychological problem, but I know your approach is wrong. That is to say, well, you want to hit quickly and accurately, and you can't practice anything when you randomly shoot fast."

Yang Yi was a little excited and nervous. He said carefully: "So how should I practice? Can you call me? Please, can you teach me?"

The security officer had already shown his skills just now. Yang Yi knew that he could not do this, nor did the people he knew, of course, except for the ram.

In other words, this safety officer, firearm administrator or shooting range administrator is the highest level that Yang Yi has ever seen except for the ram.

"How to practice, I have to admit that this problem is so difficult for me. I ask you, how many bullets have you been there so far?"

Yang Yi said with a confused look on his face: "How many bullets are there? This is definitely 50,000."

The security officer shook his head and said, "Is 50,000 bullets the current level? Then don't think about it. You can't reach the level you want after practicing. It's impossible because you don't have talent."

The heart that Yang Yi had just raised fell back immediately. Well, it was true that he talked about talent again.

The security officer said calmly: "But if you find the right method, it is okay to improve your current level. I am an ordinary person. I am not very talented in shooting. If I can reach the level, as long as you don't have a bad sense of guns, you will definitely be able to achieve it."

Yang Yi's hope came again, and he said anxiously: "What should I do?"

"Shooting, a lot of shooting, of course, you have to pay attention to the method. There is no shortcut to shooting. If you want to hit better, you have to hit more until you develop the so-called sense of gunfire, which is...it's...you can hit without aiming, that's it."

Well, after talking for a long time, I returned to the path that Yang Yi knew well.

But the security officer immediately said something that made Yang Yi feel fresh.

"I think you should use .22 caliber bullets to cultivate the gun feel. After reaching a certain level, change it to 9 mm, then change it to .45, then .357 Magnum, and then .50. It means that you increase a caliber. But when the feeling of shooting is no different from a gun with a small caliber and a small recoil, it means that your shooting level has improved a little, and then you switch the large caliber back to a small caliber, you will find that shooting has become simple."

Yang Yi said anxiously: "Why are you shooting so fast?"

The safety officer smiled and said, "Strike slowly and get your best results, and then speed up little by little on this basis. There is no big difference between fast and slow shooting when you are waiting for you. Your firing rate will naturally be faster. This is very simple, right?"

Yang Yi thought it made sense, so he nodded repeatedly and said, "It's great, I will practice according to the method you said."

The security officer smiled and said, "Genius has genius practice, and idiots have genius practice. Since you are a silly, of course you have to follow the silly method. If you practice according to the genius practice, uh, it cannot be said that there is no effect, but the effect will not be good. Is it a very simple truth?"
Chapter completed!