Mecha Breaks the World

Despite the setbacks, Chen Feng still packed up his mood and started practicing again. Let alone practice, after the entire first half of the semester, with a solid foundation for fixed target training, Chen Feng quickly mastered how to shoot a moving target.

"In fact, as long as you predict the moving direction of the target and prepare in advance to aim and shoot quickly, it is not difficult." Chen Feng muttered slightly proudly.

After hearing Chen Feng's words, Hong Hung Bin was very unhappy: "Chen Feng, you said it so lightly, I find it so difficult. I can't keep up with the target's moving speed when aiming, and I often hit the air."

Hongshuibin's practice situation is not very good. Chen Feng took the opportunity to play tricks on him: "Don't you usually react fast? Why is the aiming speed so slow? It must be because you didn't concentrate on training."

"Nonsense, I worked very hard, okay, unless you don't do the aiming action, do you show me how to catch up with the moving target?" Hongshui Bin was really dissatisfied with angrily, and asked Chen Feng to demonstrate it again.

"Obviously you are too weak, then I'll call you to see." Chen Feng also played drums in his heart, but in order not to lose face in front of Hongbin, he forcibly held on and started aiming at his moving target.

The refusal of aiming in Hongbin's words is in line with Chen Feng's conjecture, so Chen Feng meditated in his heart: "Fallen the aiming action." He raised his gun and chased the target with irregular movements.

When the beam rifle in Chen Feng's hand caught up with the moving target, Chen Feng did not aim too much, but took a short look. As the beam rifle continued to move, he pulled the trigger and turned to see Hong Bin on the side. Standing next to his performance indicator a long time ago.

"How? How many rings did I hit?" Because the score display was blocked by Hongshuibin's body, Chen Feng couldn't see his score just now, so she asked about it.

Hongshuibin slowly turned around. Chen Feng saw the stunned expression on his face but did not speak. Anxiously, he turned him aside and looked at the performance indicator: "Range 8.8, wow, I am the number one. This time I hit such a high score on a moving target."

Uncertainty, Hongshui Bin was pushed aside by Chen Feng, and asked Chen Feng in disbelief, "How did you do it, Chen Feng? I also watched your shooting training just now. It seems that you haven't been on the 7th ring? "

Chen Feng did not deny: "Yeah, I can't figure out the reason. Why should I shoot a few more shots?"

"Hurry, hurry!" Hong Bin immediately pushed Chen Feng back to his shooting stand, and urged again and again: "You hurry up, maybe it was just **** luck."

"That's definitely not **** luck." Chen Feng gave Hongbin a sullenly, and continued to shoot according to the previously simplified aiming action. Moreover, this time Chen Feng also added his own prediction of the target movement, making the shooting more Handy.

"Papa Papa!" Four soft sounds indicated that Chen Feng's four shots had all landed on a distant moving target, and Hongshui Bin continued to look at Chen Feng's performance indicator for the first time.

After the shock of the first shot, Hongbin has been able to accept Chen Feng's abnormal results, and said without any delay: "9.3 ring, 9.2 ring, 9.5 ring, 9.1 ring, hiss! It's too abnormal, you are only today. Let’s start using the moving target, Chen Feng, today you have to explain to me clearly how you achieved this kind of result."

Chen Feng was not too surprised by the results of these four shots. From the first shot, he felt that he had found the correct technique for shooting moving targets: "Shui Bin, don’t worry, first of all, I already have very good skills on fixed targets. Basically, this gives me more advantages when using moving targets, and the most important thing is what you just said."

"What am I talking about?" Hongshui Bin could not remember what he said just now.

Chen Feng repeated it word by word: "Shoot the moving target without aiming."

Hong Hung Bin obviously didn't believe that this kind of operation could be done: "Are you cheating a three-year-old child? Shoot without aiming. A great sharpshooter dare not say that he can do it."

Chen Feng explained patiently: "It's a bit too much to not aim, but in fact it shouldn't be an unnecessary aiming action. You can shoot directly with just a little thought in mind."

Hearing Chen Feng’s explanation, Hong Bin touched his chin and began to think: “According to what you said, it seems possible to do it. It’s really too much to aim while chasing a moving target.”

"That's right, then add our own prediction. We can't hit the target ahead by chasing behind, but wait for the target to be delivered to the door by ourselves, and predict this should be your strong point?" Chen Feng raised an eyebrow at Hongshui Bin, thinking that perhaps Hongshui Bin will perform well in mobile shooting in the future.

Hong Bin thinks about this. He is indeed good at predicting the opponent's movement trajectory in close combat. If it can be used in shooting, wouldn't it be very powerful? Suddenly he was so proud and issued a war note to Chen Feng: "Oh, I didn't expect Chen Feng that you know me so well, wait and see, I can catch up with you soon, and then we will compare it again."

Chen Feng happily accepted, and picked up the beam rifle on the table again: "The day I am waiting for you to challenge, it's not long-winded now, let's start training first."

Hung Hung Bin nodded, knowing that time was pressing, and returned to his shooting platform to try the method Chen Feng said. Both of them raced against time to start the first training of moving the target.

Until Teacher Lin walked behind them and slapped them on the shoulders to remind them: "Well, two students, don't stop after class is over? Pay attention to the combination of work and rest."

Only then did Chen Feng withdraw from the state of selfless shooting, and turned around to see Teacher Li who was smiling and said embarrassedly: "Hello, Teacher Lin, I really want to master the skills of shooting moving targets as soon as possible."

Hongshuibin echoed: "Yes, I finally found a feeling and I was interrupted by you, teacher."

"It's still my fault to say that? The teacher feels so painful. I have practiced long enough in the afternoon. You see that the other students have already left. You should also go back." Teacher Lin exaggerated his heartache movement, showing Be a good person by yourself.

Chen Feng looked around, and there were only three of them left in the classroom, and he couldn't help shrinking his head: "Ah! I didn't even notice."

Teacher Lin just made a joke and didn't really care. After adjusting the results of Chen Feng and Hongshui Bin, he said with satisfaction: "The results are pretty good. It seems that you have mastered the tricks of shooting moving targets. It is gratifying. "

Speaking of this topic, Hongbin expressed some dissatisfaction: "Mr. Lin, why don't you directly tell us the precautions for shooting? Doesn't it take more time for us to explore by ourselves?"