A treasure-appraisal maniac

"Just one shot, I'll take one shot!"

Chen Yunfei looked at his grandson-in-law eagerly, begging Lu Fei eagerly for a shot.

The old man had never begged anyone in his life, which almost overturned Wang Wu Jia Ming's outlook on life.

Lu Fei couldn't bear it anymore.

"Old man, it's not that I don't want you to hit me, I'm worried that your old bones won't be able to withstand the huge recoil and I'll hurt you.

When you were young, you fought bloody battles in the north and south and were called the god of war. But now you are a hundred years old! "

"Just one shot!

I know my body well.

I've been playing with guns all my life, I know the recoil, it can't hurt me. "

Chen Yunfei said so, so Lu Fei had no choice but to compromise.

"Okay, just one shot!"

"Hey!"

Lu Fei agreed, and Chen Yunfei laughed excitedly.

Lu Fei personally pushed him to the shooting point, and then asked the little puppy to move the target forward and set a shooting distance of ten meters. Now, Chen Yunfei was unhappy again.

"Who are you looking down on?

Who do you look down on?

Think back to the beginning"

"Okay, stop it!

A hero doesn't mention his bravery in his past, do you always say that his past was interesting? Lu Fei said with a smile.

"What's wrong?

I was awesome back then. "

"Sure, you are awesome, Xiaolong, move the target back twenty meters." Lu Fei said.

“No, get fifty meters for me.

I know that the effective range of this gun will not be less than fifty meters. Today I will teach you how to shoot it. "

Everyone couldn't defeat Chen Yunfei, so they had to put the target fifty meters away.

"Old man, can your presbyopic eyes still see from such a long distance?" the little puppy asked with a smile.

"climb!

You know a hammer, but shooting relies on feeling, not eyes.

When I was a security guard, I could point and hit him blindfolded. "

Speaking of the guards, Chen Yunfei's eyes were full of nostalgia, and Li Ping'an couldn't help but let out a sigh.

Of course Li Ping'an knew the guard Chen Yunfei was talking about. That person's name was Xiao Liuzi. Even he himself didn't know his own surname. He was an orphan brought out by Chen Yunfei from the Dabie Mountains and was trained by him.

However, it is a pity that Chen Yunfei died in order to protect his safety.

It was precisely because of Xiao Liuzi's sacrifice that Li Pingan could take over his position and become Chen Yunfei's next guard. Speaking of which, Xiao Liuzi was still his senior, and Chen Yunfei did not tell a lie. The shooting skills of that Xiao Liuzi were...

His skills are truly amazing, and almost no one in the entire army knows this, but even a legend cannot stop the fate of sacrifice. War is so cruel.

Thinking of Xiao Liuzi, Chen Yunfei was temporarily absent-minded. After he recovered, he smiled at Li Ping'an.

"Xiao Lizi, don't be dissatisfied. Your shooting skills are far behind those of Xiao Liuzi."

"Yes, what you said, leader, is true. I am ashamed of myself."

"Hey, don't belittle yourself, I've never been around a coward.

I haven’t shot a gun in decades, do you dare to compete with me? "Chen Yunfei laughed.

"yes!"

Li Ping'an's answer was quite concise, just one word, but he shouted out his ultimate decibel. At this moment, the two old men looked at each other and nodded tacitly, as if they had returned to that prosperous era. Everyone around them was solemn. Respect.

Li Shengnan handed another gun to his grandfather Li Pingan.

Li Ping'an was nearly twenty years younger than Chen Yunfei. Under Lu Fei's conditioning, he was still strong. He slowly stood up in his wheelchair, stretched out his slightly trembling right hand, and took the pistol.

Li Ping'an's action of receiving the gun was extremely skillful and standard, but it was completely different from that of modern shooters.

The action of a modern shooting enthusiast is to hold the gun, check it, open the safety, open the legs slightly to the same level as the shoulders, and then straighten the arm holding the gun and slowly raise it.

Lift the gun more than the top of your head, then slowly lower it, turning your head sideways to keep it level with the shooter. This is a guaranteed shooting action.

But Li Ping'an's actions are different.

When the gun came into his hand, Thumbs up opened the safety with one stroke, raised his forearm suddenly, and fired without any aiming action at all.

This kind of action will not waste any time. In a tit-for-tat confrontation on the battlefield, the winner can often be determined by a difference of 0.1 seconds.

And this outcome is not the difference between gold and silver medals, but life.

If you win, you will kill your opponent. If you lose, you may lose the opportunity to fire the second shot.

This is actual combat action. Today's special forces teams all train according to this standard.

Li Ping'an is a big boss who has fought his way out of the hail of bullets. He has more experience than the current special operations team members, and he has actual combat experience.

The gun is a part that has already melted into their body. It is completely different from the shooting enthusiasts. The whole action has no delay and can be said to be natural.

When he took the gun, the old man's right hand was still trembling slightly. However, from the moment he turned on the safety, his trembling right arm instantly transformed into the Dinghai Shenzhen, which was as stable as a mountain.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Within two seconds, Li Pingan fired three shots.

Just looking at the hand speed and movements, no one would dare to imagine that the shooter was an old man over ninety years old. "Just one shot, I'll take one shot!"

Chen Yunfei looked at his grandson-in-law eagerly, begging Lu Fei eagerly for a shot.

The old man had never begged anyone in his life, which almost overturned Wang Wu Jia Ming's outlook on life.

Lu Fei couldn't bear it anymore.

"Old man, it's not that I don't want you to hit me, I'm worried that your old bones won't be able to withstand the huge recoil and I'll hurt you.

When you were young, you fought bloody battles in the north and south and were called the god of war. But now you are a hundred years old! "

"Just one shot!

I know my body well.

I've been playing with guns all my life, I know the recoil, it can't hurt me. "

Chen Yunfei said so, so Lu Fei had no choice but to compromise.

"Okay, just one shot!"

"Hey!"

Lu Fei agreed, and Chen Yunfei laughed excitedly.

Lu Fei personally pushed him to the shooting point, and then asked the little puppy to move the target forward and set a shooting distance of ten meters. Now, Chen Yunfei was unhappy again.

"Who are you looking down on?

Who do you look down on?

Think back to the beginning"

"Okay, stop it!

A hero doesn't mention his bravery in his past, do you always say that his past was interesting? Lu Fei said with a smile.

"What's wrong?

I was awesome back then. "

"Sure, you are awesome, Xiaolong, move the target back twenty meters." Lu Fei said.

“No, get fifty meters for me.

I know that the effective range of this gun will not be less than fifty meters. Today I will teach you how to shoot it. "

Everyone couldn't defeat Chen Yunfei, so they had to put the target fifty meters away.

"Old man, can your presbyopic eyes still see from such a long distance?" the little puppy asked with a smile.

"climb!

You know a hammer, but shooting relies on feeling, not eyes.

When I was a security guard, I could point and hit him blindfolded. "

Speaking of the guards, Chen Yunfei's eyes were full of nostalgia, and Li Ping'an couldn't help but let out a sigh.

Of course Li Ping'an knew the guard Chen Yunfei was talking about. That person's name was Xiao Liuzi. Even he himself didn't know his own surname. He was an orphan brought out by Chen Yunfei from the Dabie Mountains and was trained by him.

However, it is a pity that Chen Yunfei died in order to protect his safety.

It was precisely because of Xiao Liuzi's sacrifice that Li Pingan could take over his position and become Chen Yunfei's next guard. Speaking of which, Xiao Liuzi was still his senior, and Chen Yunfei did not tell a lie. The shooting skills of that Xiao Liuzi were...

His skills are truly amazing, and almost no one in the entire army knows this, but even a legend cannot stop the fate of sacrifice. War is so cruel.

Thinking of Xiao Liuzi, Chen Yunfei was temporarily absent-minded. After he recovered, he smiled at Li Ping'an.

"Xiao Lizi, don't be dissatisfied. Your shooting skills are far behind those of Xiao Liuzi."

"Yes, what you said, leader, is true. I am ashamed of myself."

"Hey, don't belittle yourself, I've never been around a coward.

I haven’t shot a gun in decades, do you dare to compete with me? "Chen Yunfei laughed.

"yes!"

Li Ping'an's answer was quite concise, just one word, but he shouted out his ultimate decibel. At this moment, the two old men looked at each other and nodded tacitly, as if they had returned to that prosperous era. Everyone around them was solemn. Respect.

Li Shengnan handed another gun to his grandfather Li Pingan.

Li Ping'an was nearly twenty years younger than Chen Yunfei. Under Lu Fei's conditioning, he was still strong. He slowly stood up in his wheelchair, stretched out his slightly trembling right hand, and took the pistol.

Li Ping'an's action of receiving the gun was extremely skillful and standard, but it was completely different from that of modern shooters.

The action of a modern shooting enthusiast is to hold the gun, check it, open the safety, open the legs slightly to the same level as the shoulders, and then straighten the arm holding the gun and slowly raise it.

Lift the gun more than the top of your head, then slowly lower it, turning your head sideways to keep it level with the shooter. This is a guaranteed shooting action.

But Li Ping'an's actions are different.

When the gun came into his hand, Thumbs up opened the safety with one stroke, raised his forearm suddenly, and fired without any aiming action at all.

This kind of action will not waste any time. In a tit-for-tat confrontation on the battlefield, the winner can often be determined by a difference of 0.1 seconds.

And this outcome is not the difference between gold and silver medals, but life.

If you win, you will kill your opponent. If you lose, you may lose the opportunity to fire the second shot.

This is actual combat action. Today's special forces teams all train according to this standard.

Li Ping'an is a big boss who has fought his way out of the hail of bullets. He has more experience than the current special operations team members, and he has actual combat experience.

The gun is a part that has already melted into their body. It is completely different from the shooting enthusiasts. The whole action has no delay and can be said to be natural.

When he took the gun, the old man's right hand was still trembling slightly. However, from the moment he turned on the safety, his trembling right arm instantly transformed into the Dinghai Shenzhen, which was as stable as a mountain.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Within two seconds, Li Pingan fired three shots.

Just looking at the hand speed and movements, no one would dare to imagine that the shooter was an old man over ninety years old.