Hunting for Beauty

If you are sitting in a Mercedes-Benz car with sharp edges and corners like a moving coffin, and you are pointed at by rows of machine guns on the surrounding walls, the feeling should not be much better, right?

Ren Xiaoyao even found a few laser emitter-like devices in sci-fi movies on the wall, and couldn't help sighing: "This is a bit too exaggerated!"

"There are places in the base that are more exaggerated than this, but due to time constraints, I won't take you there today, let's talk about it next time I have a chance!"

Ji Yunsheng said as he opened the car door and walked out.

Ren Xiaoyao also got out of the car and found a strange phenomenon. The concrete floor that was supposed to be cold was actually warm. He couldn't help but turned to look at Ji Yunsheng suspiciously, waiting for him, an academician, to answer his questions.

Unexpectedly, Ji Yunsheng also shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, saying: "This is a military secret, and I really want to know. Liu Pengfei is the person in charge of this base. Someday you can ask him. You may be able to do it because of your special status." Ask something."

"If you really ask something, remember to be the first to tell me!"

Ji Yunsheng approached Ren Xiaoyao with a flattering smile all over his face, his eyes almost narrowed. It seemed that this answer was quite attractive to him, an academician.

With a sound of "boom", a huge automatic lift steel door in the corner of the playground slowly rose, and a military jeep drove out from the door, with a major officer named Zhang next to General Liu Pengfei sitting on it.

The jeep stopped in front of Ren Xiaoyao and Ji Yunsheng, and the major officer jumped out of the car and saluted the two of them, saying, "Academician Ji, Mr. Ren, we are ordered to meet you two, please get in the car?"

After Ren Xiaoyao and Ji Yunsheng got into the jeep, the major officer sitting in the front row said to the driver next to him: "Don't go to the disinfection room, go directly to the shooting range."

"What are you doing at the shooting range? I don't know how to shoot!"

Ren Xiaoyao asked Ji Yunsheng who was sitting next to him in a low voice.

Ji Yunsheng smiled on his face, and whispered something that was almost unspoken: "You will know when you get there."

Chapter 210 Shooting Range

"Tch, what's so great, let's forget about it!"

Ren Xiaoyao muttered and turned his head to admire the "scenery" along the way.

The jeep drove five or six kilometers and still did not see the shadow of the shooting range. Ren Xiaoyao couldn't help but asked the major in front: "Could it be that the whole mountain has been dug up, why is the interior space of this base so large?"

The major officer sitting in the front row hesitated for a moment and replied: "This place is actually 50 meters underground. The places you passed just now are only some peripheral facilities inside the base. The real core area of ​​the base needs to be obtained by General Liu." After personal approval, more than ten procedures such as retinal identity verification, disinfection and dressing can be entered."

"Halo, is this the peripheral facility?"

Ren Xiaoyao opened his mouth wide in surprise.

If, as the major officer said, the entire base is located at a depth of 50 meters below the ground, and what he saw just now was only the peripheral facilities of the entire base, then the country's investment in this secret base is definitely enough to build a The newest aircraft carrier.

"It's all caused by China's defensive strategic thinking. If there is a real war, instead of building such an underground base for passive defense, it is better to build a few aircraft carriers to take the initiative!"

Ren Xiaoyao sighed in his heart.

Ren Xiaoyao, like most men in China, also has an unsolved aircraft carrier plot in his heart, always looking forward to the day when the Chinese navy's naval port will also park a few aircraft carriers belonging to China.

In the future, if Little Japan dares to provoke disputes over territorial waters and fishing islands, our Chinese navy can also kill an aircraft carrier formation in the past. Let's see if Little Japan dares to be as arrogant as it is now!

The jeep drove forward for a few more minutes, and finally stopped in front of a building with "shooting range" written on it.

"Academician Ji, Mr. Ren, please follow me."

The major officer said something, and then led the two into the shooting range.

Ren Xiaoyao followed the major officer into the shooting range, and found that the interior space of the inconspicuous building was surprisingly large, as large as several football fields.

At this time, there are many soldiers in military uniforms practicing shooting in the shooting range. Unlike the soldiers outside who only have dozens of bullets per person per year, the soldiers shooting here seem to have a grudge against bullets. When you start a gun, you must finish the bullets in the magazine before giving up.

"Old Ji, Xiao Ren, you are here."

General Liu Pengfei greeted them and greeted them affectionately.

General Liu Pengfei came over and reached out to shake hands with Ji Yunsheng and Ren Xiaoyao. Seeing that Ren Xiaoyao was always looking at the pile of automatic rifles on the side intentionally or unintentionally, he went up and took one and handed it to Ren Xiaoyao. He said with a smile: "Xiao Ren, how many shots should you try?"

As long as it is a man, there is no one who is not interested in guns, and Ren Xiaoyao is certainly no exception.

He took the automatic rifle that Liu Pengfei handed over and weighed it in his hand. It didn't feel very heavy.

Liu Pengfei led Ren Xiaoyao to the nearby shooting range. Seeing this, the soldiers who were practicing shooting stopped their movements in a disciplined manner and stood aside, waiting to see the boy in a suit and tie perform his marksmanship.

Ren Xiaoyao, a novice who had never used a gun before, saw the soldiers with rifles on both sides staring at him, and couldn't help but feel guilty: "It's not for me to play with axes in front of these veterans who play with guns every day. Are you embarrassing yourself?"

"I'm a little unwell these days, should I call another day, and today we should go to business first?"

While talking, Ren Xiaoyao blinked vigorously at Ji Yunsheng next to him, hoping that he could also come out and say a few words for him.

Chapter 211 Is this okay?

Ji Yunsheng nodded to Ren Xiaoyao, and said something that made Ren Xiaoyao's teeth itch with hatred: "I have nothing to do when I come here today, so don't be humble, you sharpshooter, so that everyone can see the world!"

"Damn, you old ghost, it's fine if you don't help, and you don't need to add trouble!"

Ren Xiaoyao gave Ji Yunsheng a hard look, took the magazine from the major and walked to the shooting position.

Ji Yunsheng looked at Ren Xiaoyao who was walking towards the shooting position, smiled and said to Liu Pengfei next to him, "Old Liu, why don't we make a bet."

"What are you gambling?"

Liu Pengfei asked.

"I bet Ren Xiaoyao's twenty bullets will never hit the target more than three times."

Ji Yunsheng said.

"What's the stake?"

Liu Pengfei asked again.

"How about betting my treasured eighteenth-century red Bordeaux on your precious gold whiskey?"

Ji Yunsheng opened the handicap with a smile.

"It's fair, I bet!"

Liu Pengfei said.

Ren Xiaoyao's current hearing ability is by no means comparable to that of ordinary people. Although the voice of Ji Yunsheng and Liu Pengfei was low, he could still hear the general content clearly. Let me make a fool of myself, I want you to lose!"

Ren Xiaoyao walked to the shooting position to control the energy in his body, he used the Long Xiao Jue to pour the energy into his eyes little by little, and suddenly the humanoid target 50 meters away was as clear as if it was in front of his eyes.

Ren Xiaoyao poisedly picked up the rifle in his hand and pulled the trigger to shoot out all the bullets in the clip. Then he carried the automatic rifle on his shoulder, turned around and raised his hand in a cool V-shaped gesture.

From the electronic screen on the head, everyone can clearly see Ren Xiaoyao's shooting results. Twenty rounds of bullets all hit the human target's head, and one bullet hole after another hit the human target's forehead. A straight line.

Silence, deathly silence, and then bursts of deafening applause suddenly rang out.