I'm really not a genius

Chapter 123

For Lu Yao's shooting skills, the people in the imperial capital and Qingyun have long been surprised.

It's just that I haven't seen him for a few days. The boy seems to have evolved a lot. One by one, he looks sour and has a toothache.

However, most of the people in the field did not see such miracles with their own eyes. Seeing Lu Yao raise his gun and shoot and hit with his gun, they almost turned more than 1000 meters of living sniper into a 50 meter fixed target. They were so surprised that their eyes were about to fall out.

Am I special

Does this bullet have eyes?

Birds can fly!

How on earth did you hit all of them?

Missiles??

"Are you surprised?"

On the mound, Lu Yao reopened the newly closed Mike and said with a smile, "I was surprised when I used this gun for the first time."

"Because the S82 weighs nearly 40 kilograms, I never expected that it not only has great power, but also takes into account the firing speed and accuracy."

"Now I'll go back to the question just now."

Lu Yao held the S82 in his hand and said, "I just said that the low hit rate of S82 is not due to the low accuracy of the gun itself."

"What does that mean?"

"Give me a chestnut that may not be appropriate."

"For example, the K47 assault rifle, as we all know, is an enduring magic gun. It has been used since more than half a century ago and is still in service in the multinational force."

"But this gun is a typical design with low accuracy. It is difficult to hit the target if it is more than 300 meters."

"This is not a technical problem, but more than 300 meters. The impact point of the bullet is out of control."

"But S82 is different."

"This gun is designed to have a range of 2000 meters. Within this range, the shooting accuracy is very high."

"Its biggest problem is that its feel is somewhat different from that of ordinary sniper guns. If you want to ensure accuracy, you need to master more shooting skills."

"Who would like to come up and feel it?"

Hearing this question, many people raised their arms and showed an eager look on their faces.

At this moment, almost everyone forgot that on the mound stood their peers, not their elders, and even this person was younger than most of them.

Young, so what?

As long as the shooting is good enough, it's enough to be my instructor!

It really responds to that old saying——

I'm here to learn craft, no matter how old you are (my teacher says, I don't know the order of their years, born in me)!

Lu Yao pointed to a student in the front row and said, "this classmate, would you like to experience it for everyone?"

The man was pointed to excitedly walked up the small mound and took S82 from Lu Yao's hand.

As soon as he started, he felt his hand sink and almost didn't hold it steady.

Fuck!

This gun is really heavy!

Lu Yao looked around and pointed to a dirt ramp in the northwest of the training ground: "come and try to hit the stone on that slope?"

The man squinted and raised his gun with some disapproval.

With such a close distance and such a big target, how can you miss it?

If I can't even hit this, my gun training over the years will be in vain!

He held the gun firmly, aimed at the stone and pulled the trigger with confidence.

"Bang!"

However, with one shot, a huge impact hit, and almost the whole man was blown out.

At the same time, the muzzle soared upward at the moment when the bullet came out of the chamber, and the warhead flew far into the air, far from the direction of the stone.

Lu Yao reached out and helped his back. The man barely stood still.

"Well, isn't it a little strange?" Lu Yao asked with a smile.

The man turned his head with a confused look of doubting life on his face.

This

What happened?

What the hell did I just hit?

In other words, Professor Lu killed birds more than 1000 meters away with such a gun??

"Your shooting method must be OK for ordinary sniper guns," Lu said, "but not for S82."

"First, the center of gravity of the body is too forward, second, the strength of the gun is not enough, and third, the wrist doesn't use force at the moment of pulling the trigger."

Lu Yaogang wanted to explain how to use it correctly, but suddenly he heard the roar of the engine.

He turned his head and saw a dark green armored vehicle slowly driving towards the direction of the training ground.

Oh, here comes the instructor at last?

Lu Yao felt both regret and relief.

Hey, forget it, that's it today!

He turned his head and looked at the students around him. He smiled apologetically and said, "our instructor has finally come. I'm here today."

"If you have any questions about shooting in the future, you are welcome to discuss with me at any time."

With that, he took S82 from the student's hand and walked down the hill with him.

"Ah..."

Everyone was hearing the key place, and suddenly it disappeared. Everyone felt very uncomfortable.

What bad instructor!

Don't come when you should, but when you shouldn't!

Why don't you go away and let Lu Yao continue talking!

……

Soon, the armored car drove directly to the teaching ground.

After the car stopped steadily, Xie Dongli got off the car first. Then, a Western man with half white hair and a big red nose also got off the car.

This is probably Mr. Michelle Roberts.

Lu Yao looked at the man curiously.

His height is about 175, his stature is quite strong, his legs are short, his upper limbs are developed, his two arms are twisted and powerful, and his loose demon hunter uniform is worn out by him.

"It seems that the students have started class?"

After Roberts came to the training ground, he looked around, looked at the footprints on the mound and the dropped cartridge case, and said in bretta: "don't you need me?"

There was a strong dissatisfaction in his tone.

Although Lin Han on the sideline wanted to scold his mother at this time, he still had to smile and say, "if you're not here, we'll try the gun first."

He winked at Lu Yao, and Lu Yao quickly translated his words.

Xie Dongli smiled and said, "Mr. Roberts, this young man is Lu, the assistant instructor of this class I just mentioned to you."

When Lu Yao heard this, he quickly stretched out his hand to the other party, smiled and said, "Hello, Mr. Roberts, my name is Lu Yao."

Roberts glanced at him and ignored his outstretched hand. Instead, he turned to Xie Dongli and said, "how old is he?"

"No one on your Chinese side has gone to the battlefield and began to recruit baby soldiers?"

The smile on Lu Yao's face stiffened, and he didn't know whether to take back his outstretched hand.