Scholarly Shadow

Chapter 22 Personal Teaching

Uncle Feng didn't correct Wang Fan's novice-level gun-holding posture. No matter what you're learning, you should take it slowly; you can't become an expert overnight.

"Try a few more times!"

Uncle Feng wasn't in a hurry at all and let Wang Fan try a few more times, which Wang Fan happily started firing blanks.

However, after trying it, Wang Fan seemed to realize something: "Oh, right."

I don't think Uncle Lyme usually holds a gun like that; he should hold it with both hands.

Finally, Wang Fan, this rather clever kid, learned to use his brain to think.

Wang Fan was somewhat unskilled.After pondering for a long time, he finally learned the proper way to hold a gun.

Uncle Feng remained silent, genuinely somewhat taken aback by the young man's audacity.Controlling one's joy to focus on how to truly hold a gun is something 99% of people can't do.

New recruits are usually extremely excited when they get their hands on a gun.And Wang Fan is happy.That's right, but he was able to quickly calm down and act according to the basic military knowledge he had learned.Making a pistol was indeed a surprise to Uncle Feng.

What surprised Uncle Feng even more was that Wang Fan had a pistol.He even tried drawing the gun a few times at his waist. This, this, this is really quite interesting.

Uncle Feng watched this from the sidelines with rapt attention, his eyes widening as he watched.Alright.

It seems we still have toI've been studying drawing speed, but I can't seem to match Uncle Lyme's 0.82 seconds.

The 0.82 seconds that Wang Fan mentioned refers to the time from when Lem drew his gun to...The speed of the attack is incredibly impressive.

How long is the reaction time for a normal person?

The normal reaction time is three seconds, but...Trained military personnel have a reaction time of 1.5 seconds..

Uncle Feng's face was on the sideOneThe smile was not a mocking one, but rather a sign that Wang Fan's idea was promising.

If you're going to do it, you have to be the best soldier. It seems that Wang Fan has already begun to have this awareness in his mind.

After trying it a few times, Wang Fan seemed to still be wanting more.Jue, keep drawing your gun, draw your gun, draw your gun.

"I can train you secretly, but you can't tell anyone."

Uncle Feng suddenly said something that made Wang Fan's eyes light up.

Actually, Wang Fan also wanted Uncle Feng to teach him. He didn't know exactly who this monster was, but it was definitely clear that this thing was no ordinary being..

Victor himself said he used his hacking skillsThey searched the entire Chinese network of mercenaries and assassins, but couldn't find a single one who matched Uncle Feng's description.The copies are matched.

Therefore, because of GodThey became even more curious.

Wang Fan nodded vigorously: "Okay, I'll learn from you."

However, Lyme ChurchWon't you blame me?

Wang Fan was also afraid of the Lyme Church.He blamed himself, after all, it was Lem who had been training him, and Lem's training was actually very scientific. Wang Fan realized that he had misunderstood Lem after reading the information.

Uncle Feng smiled slightly: "You don't need to worry about these things."

Wang Fan, of course, had no idea that Lemben...It was Uncle Feng who discussed how to train Wang Fan, and some of the training plans were even devised by Uncle Feng; Uncle Lem was the only one who carried them out.

Wang Fan casually asked, "So, what's next?"

Wang Fan looked at the magazine in Uncle Feng's hand, which only had one bullet left, and asked Uncle Feng if he wanted to fire.

Uncle Feng tossed the magazine to Wang Fan: "Load it."

Wang FanjiWith a slightly choked voice, he stuffed the magazine into the pistol, so this pistol with bullets was now lethal.

*Click*, Wang Fan loads the bullet.Inside the chamber, so once the trigger is engaged...If you pull the trigger, the bullet will be fired.

Therefore, Wang Fan did not rush to release the safety this time. This was the last line of defense for the pistol; once the safety was released, an accidental discharge would be truly disastrous.

Uncle Feng was quite direct: "Take off the safety. If you're going to shoot, how can you shoot without taking off the safety?"

Uncle Feng's nonchalant attitude really surprised Wang Fan.

As Wang Fan released the safety pin, Uncle Feng only warned him once: "In the absence of combat..."Under any circumstances, release the safety and never raise the muzzle to point at a person. I will only say this once.

You should be well aware of the consequences, so I'll only say it once.

From now on, whatever you do has nothing to do with me, understand?

Wang Fan nodded very seriously, gripping the gun with both hands and pointing the muzzle at the ground.

"Without firing a shot"Then, remove your index finger from the trigger guard.

Uncle Feng reminded him again, and Wang Fan did as he was told.

After Uncle Feng gave him such a long warning, Wang Fan's urge to fire his gun subsided.It seems to have decreased somewhat.

This is also what Uncle Feng wanted. Shooting isn't a game; people like them only have two kinds of reasons for shooting.In addition, one type is training.One form of attack is to kill.

"Seeing you pondering this on your own just now, it seems you still need to learn the essentials of shooting and such."However, practice is the only way to discover the truth. No matter how well you learn, if you don't put it into practice, you will always be a useless person.

Even if you are a genius, without practice you are just a genius.A genius at leatherwork.

It's obvious that Uncle Feng is talking to Wang Fan right now.

Uncle Feng here knows very well that Wang Fan has a high IQ, and the reason Wang Fan came here is...The reason why his high IQ cannot be seen isTraining doesn't require muchIntelligence.

Wang Fan gripped the gun with both hands and nodded seriously; this was his...,He will definitely cherish that gun.

Do you know what caliber this pistol is?And what about its power parameters?

Uncle Feng suddenly started testing Wang Fan, because he didn't believe Wang Fan could really remember so much basic military knowledge.

As the saying goes, seeing is believing.

Wang Fan crackedHe chuckled and said, "Hehe, you can't fool me, uncle. I'm a top student."

It uses .45 Colt pistol cartridges, has a short recoil barrel, and a hinged barrel tilting locking mechanism.The range is 50 meters, the aiming baseline is 160mm, and before Wang Fan could finish speaking, Uncle Feng...He gestured for Wang Fan to stop talking.

Uncle Feng is really something else, this guy is actually a top student.

Uncle Feng nodded in satisfaction and said, "I can't tell you what I do, but I can tell you that you had a much better start than me."

However, my training methods are far more brutal than yours.

So now I'll only ask you one question: can you bear it?Is this a training method that is even more brutal and mentally demanding than the previous training?

Perhaps it will make you"The kind that would break a god's spirit, think about it carefully for a minute."

In fact, Wang Fan really didn't know what kind of training Uncle Feng was talking about.God was on the verge of collapse, but now Wang Fan knew that he came here to become a mercenary.

"Uncle, do you think I still have a way out?"

Wang Fan's rhetorical question already demonstrated his determination.

Uncle Feng stopped asking Wang Fan about his resolve; Wang Fan had no way out.

Uncle Feng nodded: "Alright, stand five meters away from me and try to hit this cigarette pack in my hand."

Uncle Feng said, while casually lighting himself a cigarette.Yan held up the cigarette pack with his left hand.

At this moment, Wang Fan dared notHe really didn't dare..

He had never fired a gun before, and his first time firing a gun was to be asked to shoot at a target held by someone, and it was so small that no one would be able to do that.

"I don't."

Wang Fan refused outright.

"I'm not giving you a reason, just shoot."

Uncle Feng's decisive and powerful tone was exactly what he wanted to do.He urged Wang Fan to shoot him, but could Wang Fan actually do it?

Wang Fan, on the other hand, was direct, letting go of both hands and holding the pistol in one hand.He replied, showing no intention of firing a shot, "I won't fire a shot. You clearly know I've never fired a shot before. You're still asking me to do this. If I fire a shot, it will undoubtedly kill you. Uncle Feng, I've never fired a shot."

Uncle FengHolding the cigarette pack in one hand, he still maintained a disdainful attitude: "Fire."

It's still those two words: fire.

Uncle Feng's resolute insistence that Wang Fan fire the gun was something Wang Fan would rather die than do..

Wang Fan shook his head desperately: "No, I'll kill you if I do that."

Uncle Feng remained very calm.He lit a cigarette and spoke calmly: "Fire."

"no I do not."

Wang Fan's answer remained firm and decisive: No.

SuchUnder such circumstances, no one would fire a shot, except for ****, of course.

"shot."

Uncle Feng, with a cigarette ash in his right hand and a cigarette pack in his left, remained calm and said, "Fire, did you hear me?"

Wang Fan took a few steps back and shook his head, saying, "No, I won't shoot."

I won't shoot; doing so would only kill you.

Uncle Feng suddenly smiled slightly, a smile that seemed out of place with the current atmosphere. As he tossed away his cigarette butt with his right hand, he reached down to his lower back.He pulled out a pistol, the same pistol that Uncle Feng had given to Wang Fan before.

Bang! A gunshot rang out, startling Wang Fan so much that he dropped his pistol.

A wisp of smoke rose from Wang Fan's head; it was Uncle Feng's bullet.It passed by Wang Fan's scalp at a distance of only one centimeter and hit the hair on Wang Fan's head.

"shot."

Uncle Feng seemed to be possessed, continuing to make Wang Fan fire the gun.

wantIt's sometimes easy to go crazy, and sometimes it's very difficult.

However, Wang Fan is now being treated like this by Uncle Feng.It seems like she's easily driven to the brink of collapse.

This is obvious.Wang Fan doesn't know how to shoot. Asking someone who doesn't know how to shoot to hit a cigarette box in someone's hand is not something Wang Fan can do easily.

Uncle Feng, still aiming his gun at the somewhat distraught Wang Fan, said, "I told you, shoot. Aim at this cigarette box and shoot."

Wang Fan doesn't have a gun right now, so why would he fire it? Of course, Wang Fan wouldn't fire it anyway.

"No, sir, I really won't, and I can't shoot at you."

Wang Fan staggered back a few steps, and then, without warning, he farted.Squatting on the ground, Wang Fan was only two meters away from the pistol.

Uncle Peng fired another shot, this time hitting the sharp corner of Wang Fan's shoulder.It was still smoking.

"No, no, ah, Uncle Feng, I beg you, I really won't shoot."

"From now on, I'll only fire when my marksmanship is more accurate, okay?"

Wang Fan is about to be... (unclear - possibly a reference to a character named Feng Dashu)A crazy pace.

So, Uncle Feng just asked him if he could accept the offer.That kind of beingThe training was insane; it seems Wang Fan is still too young. He doesn't understand the training methods of the mercenary world enough.Alright.

Uncle Feng put away his cigarette case and pistol at the same time. He walked up to Wang Fan, picked up the pistol from the ground, unloaded the bullet, and squatted down in front of Wang Fan. He placed the bullet, which Wang Fan dared not fire, in Wang Fan's palm: "Remember this."

Next time I tell you to shoot, shoot. Otherwise, I'll kill you.

Also, I'll tell you a quick wayThe shortcut to becoming a qualified mercenary is war.

Of course, you have to learn to walk first.