ball magic

On September 9th, Rafael's two bodyguards and partners finally got the shooting range and the certificate that Raphael cared about most!

"G Lock 17, and Bo Latta's classic 682 double-barreled shotgun. You want them all, but can you play them? Boy?" Eric, a retired American soldier, looked at his partner and employer.

Raphael glanced at him, and picked up the double-barreled shotgun while Juan's eyes lit up on the G. Locke 17.

This is an up and down double tube designed and manufactured by the famous Italian manufacturing company Bo Latta. It is not only popular among hunters, but also widely acclaimed in all levels of flying saucers, skeet events and civilian markets.

Because it is loved by the public, it was redesigned by Apple designer Marewson in 2014 and named 468.The appearance is full of beauty, and it can be called the most artistic collection.The charm of the hand-crafted dragon pattern carving made Raphael couldn't resist collecting one at that time.

Raphael gently stroked the three arrows logo on Guan 682's body, then raised his eyes and gave Eric a cold look, and picked it up.

Of course he didn't need Eric to teach him.

When he served in the Navy, he was trained as a sniper because of his shooting accuracy and calm mind at all times, which became one of the reasons why he was selected for SAS.

If he was asked to choose a toy—only one, he would definitely not choose 682.But if you want him to have fun at home, not just boring shooting, 682 is his best choice.

Although Raphael didn't speak, this look of "style" was so powerful that the American soldier shut up.

Juan stayed in the team recently, and communicated with the two Yankees when he had nothing to do. His English improved a little, and he understood Rafael's glance at the moment.

Rafa can use...

He and Raphael have known each other for 2 years.They were together the day Rafael was selected for the Deportivo training camp.So this made Juan afraid to think about at what age Raphael learned to use it, and who taught it, he only knew that he would never talk about it in his life!

Raphael didn't try it right away.

His habit is to take apart any toy in his hands before talking about it.

682 is a bit special. The reason why it can become a classic is because it is durable and widely acclaimed.After checking the rifling and the magazine, Raphael began to fill the bullets.

"This one doesn't have a magazine?" Juan asked curiously.

"As you can see."

Sean, a former American soldier who is about the same size as Juan, but 2 centimeters shorter than Juan, said: "Rafa, do you want to try it? The moving target has not been finished yet, but according to your request, the target throwing machine It's ready, you can try your skills."

Juan immediately looked at Raphael!

Raphael twitched his lips when he saw his stupidity, but didn't refuse.

They came to the front yard and had already set up two targets.

Before Juan was mentally prepared, he saw that Raphael didn't seem to be aiming, and his hands were up and down. There were more than a dozen bullet holes evenly distributed on the white target opposite...

Juan: "..."

He always felt that if Rafa shot at him, he would have bullet holes all over his body, without a piece of good skin or flesh!

Raphael glanced at him, and seeing his dumbfounded expression, he said, "This is nothing interesting. For you, playing flying saucers should be more interesting."

UFO?

Eric yelled, and Raphael refilled it. In the next moment, Eric threw two flying saucers into the air with his bare hands. He only heard two consecutive sounds. After each sound, there was a red mist in the air, which dissipated instantly!

Eric obviously didn't realize that his 17-year-old employer and investor is not only good at shooting and daggers, but also damn good at shooting and shooting!And it is actually a directional shooting and shooting from the eye to the hand to the wooden warehouse!

As far as Rafaellou's move is concerned, if only 682 is used to compare, it is definitely better than him and Sean!

"Flying saucer... isn't this an Olympic event?" Juan finally recovered and said something.

Raphael nodded and lifted his chin slightly, as if he remembered something: "I can try to participate in the competition, so that I can get more bullets. But if I want to participate in the Olympics, it will take some time in the qualifying stage, let's talk about it."

With such an understatement, Eric, who can understand some Spanish, squinted at Raphael, and always felt that this guy was simply a king!

The problem is...he is qualified to pretend!

After setting up the target throwing machine, Raphael was reminded by Eric: "Remember to install the muffler, otherwise it may cause the worries of distant residents."

Raphael's villa is located on the edge of the small town of Pinettina. There are no residents, and it is impossible for outsiders to see what they are doing at home.But if you hear abnormal noise, and it is one after another, it will still cause the surrounding residents to worry.

Although even with the muffler, there is still a lot of sound, not like in the movie.

Rafael nodded, took over the muffler and installed it, and saw that Juan was still looking at him with dog eyes, so he said to him, "Want to learn?"

Juan nodded sharply!

He wanted to learn some boxing before, and wanted Raphael to teach him, but Raphael flatly refused.

the reason is simple--

"I only know one way to teach people, and that is to beat him! As a professional player, are you sure you want to learn from me?"

You can imagine how timid Juan was at that time.

Xiao En is a good person. After being bribed by Juan with a whole Spanish ham, he decided to teach Juan boxing.Of course, it is a way without being beaten.

However, Raphael was a little surprised that two people who did not understand each other could reach such a deal.

After the target throwing machine was started, the flying saucer flew out quickly, and Raphael fired two shots at random. Two pieces of red mist appeared quickly, and then disappeared quickly.

Juan: =mouth=!

Raphael reloaded indifferently.

Eric glanced at him, and silently opened the target throwing machine.

I saw Raphael aiming and not aiming, raising his hands and dropping his hands, more than a dozen times in a row, each time he fired two shots at once, and none of them missed, Eric could only admire in his heart.

Although he is confident that he is better than Raphael in facing moving targets on the battlefield, but at this moment, Raphael with 682 is the king here.

Since his rebirth, Raphael has not alienated his beloved toy, because shooting calms him down.

In the virtual space, he is not always with football, because the time spent in the virtual space is also a time that makes people feel real.

"Rabbit" was worried about his mental problems, and suggested that he learn to "pass the time" or reduce the time in the virtual space, or choose to enter a deeper sleep.

Rafael followed his advice, except that he would play guns in the virtual space to pass the time.

When he picked up the first sniper rifle in the army, his instructor taught him sternly that the enemy of a sniper is always a sniper.If you want to become a god of death who defeats death, you must learn to be calm at any time.

After so many years of bullets and bullets, no matter what the weapon in his hand was changed to, Raphael always kept this sentence in mind.

Because his instructors and countless comrades used their lives in Grozny to teach him to remember forever.

It was in that bloodthirsty city that he became a qualified fighter.The weapon in his hand is the sickle of death, and each life can only become a set of numbers on his file in the end.

But even if the "Big Mao" front-line commander fell under his scope, he could only walk out of Grozny alive with two comrades in arms.

Whether it was his former instructors or teammates, he failed to bring their corpses out of the flesh and blood mill.

Even, it is their relic.

That year, he was 21 years old.

After spending the coldest winter in my life, I also saw the most heart-wrenching blood flowers.

After firing nearly [-] rounds in a row, he felt his hands start to go numb, knowing that his body was not used to such recoil, so Raphael finally put down the shotgun.

"It's really beautiful." Eric said, and gave Raphael a thumbs up.

Normally, he would not use such a motherly gesture to praise someone, and would rather punch the other person in the chest.

But in the past ten days, he has learned how to keep a proper distance from Rafael, which can prevent him from becoming a poor sandbag.

Luckily Raphael is clearly more interested in guns than in "sandbags".

And they are joined by two companions soon.

"How do you feel? Are you happy?" Juan asked anxiously.

Raphael put the 682 aside, picked up the same classic □□17 and threw it to him, saying: "A gun is a man's best friend. I will teach you to shoot when you grow up."

"Is this also made in Italy?"

"No. The G-Lock was developed and designed by the Austrian G-Lock Company. It is very good and very popular." Raphael said here, and he rarely complained: "However, the Italian armaments are also good. Tower. Their military doesn't deserve to have such brilliant suppliers."

Sean and Eric immediately laughed, the former was okay, the latter even said to Juan: "Boy, if one day, I mean if one day, you are in trouble with an Italian, listen to me, Ditch him. Never team up with an Italian!"

Juan suppressed a smile and said, "But we team up with the Italians every day."

The Americans were taken aback, and Rafael smiled, "Then I'm glad we're on the football field, not the battlefield."

Raphael was obviously in a great mood, so good that even Juan was a little surprised.

Afterwards, the blond Sean, who obviously didn’t speak as much as Eric, also said a few words briefly. Juan stumbled, and only realized what Sean said after Raphael translated——

For example, I introduced him to classic weapons designed by the Italians, and some common-sense things, such as the largest Finmeccanica Group, which accounts for 70% of the total output value of the Italian defense industry, such as famous Italian organizations that do a lot of smuggling and smuggling The work of weapons.Whether it is the Middle East or Africa, their designs can also occupy a place.

As a hot-blooded Galician boy, Juan had a dream that night, holding a sniper gun in his hand, killing all directions!

After the training ended the next day, Raphael went to play with flying saucers, apparently in high spirits.

Juan talked about this with two Americans, and he was practicing his English in this way.

When Juan stumbled and barely finished speaking, Eric laughed at him, "Boy, if you want to kill the Quartet, you must go to the army now, but not every soldier can become an outstanding shooter, which requires talent .I don’t think you have much talent, it’s more practical to dream.”

When Juan was not convinced, Sean added, "If during World War II, there would probably be 200 dead souls under Rafa, harvesting lives on the battlefield like the god of death."

"Of course," Eric said meaningfully, "he may have received some special training. Even if he has the talent to become a devil, he still needs to practice. Without tens of thousands of bullets, such a genius cannot be cultivated."

"Genius? He doesn't look like he's just suited for this," Sean said. "He's the king of the night, no doubt about it!"

"Don't you just say that he is a good material for reconnaissance, lurking, infiltration, surprise attack, and assassination?" Eric couldn't hide his sad complaints when he said this, "We are the elite of the elite, and we are born as 'seals'. Commando', although Raphael is not satisfied with us, it is definitely because he is too perverted, not because we are not good enough!"

"Did this guy receive special training since he was a child? Did he really play football?" Although Sean answered Eric, he looked at Juan, obviously confirming that Rafael had received special training.

Their judgment cannot be wrong!

"If there is such a person training Rafa, it must be a real devil."

Juan was silent while listening to their conversation because of the professionalism of these two guys, their judgment, and the fact that he saw the two of them reduced to Rafa sandbags every day, and Rafael's kind of fight against weapons. His astonishing control has already explained everything.

Rafael wasn't just talented in football—yes, Juan didn't think Rafael had any special training for the devil!Isn't Rafael training hard enough at Boca?

So Juan emphasized, "Rafa is just talented, talented! But Rafa is more talented in football."

The Yankee shrugged his shoulders, obviously thinking that Juan's "talent theory" was nonsense, and emphasized, "If it's like you said, what he has is the talent to become a devil."

This cast a shadow over Juan's heart.

The author has something to say: I don’t want to say anything when I’m depressed.