The Military King Is Back

C196 Simulate in the Brain(2)



C196 Simulate in the Brain(2)

Ye Fei frowned slightly and pinched Lin Qingwan's tight skin on her waist. "Relax, don't be tight."    

    

Lin Qingwan's body trembled slightly. She suppressed the strange feeling in her heart and said shyly, "You... I can't relax like this."    

    

To be honest, this kind of feeling of being massaged by a man was too torturous for Lin Qingwan. If the other party was not Ye Fei, she would have already slapped him. Now Lin Qingwan could only endure it with all her might.    

    

"Hey, Ye Fei, what's wrong with you? You clearly said that you wanted to give me pointers in the spear, but why didn't you come over and give me pointers? You have been helping Ms Qingwan all along. You are too biased! "    

    

Murong had fired a few shots, but the results were not ideal. He turned around and glared at Ye Fei angrily.    

    

" Ye Fei, you want to help Murong, right? I will first familiarize myself with the performance of this gun. "    

    

Lin Qingwan took the opportunity to push Ye Fei away before letting out a long sigh.    

    

Ye Fei walked to Murong's side and said," You shoot first. I'll take a look. “    

    

When Murong heard him, he aimed and shot. The bullet scraped a bit of the target's side and sent it flying.    

    

" Hey, how come it's like this again! "    

    

Murong sighed. The target did not seem to be far away. She felt that she had already aimed very accurately, but she just could not hit it.    

    

"Tsk tsk tsk, your shooting skills, I really don't dare to flatter you! If you encounter a criminal kidnapping a hostage, you must aim at the hostage and shoot. Perhaps you can hit the criminal."    

    

Ye Fei mercilessly mocked.    

    

"Ye Fei, enough! Why are you so gentle to Ms Qingwan? Why are you mocking me? What did I do to you? "    

    

Murong shouted unhappily.    

    

"Alright, alright. I'll reluctantly give you some pointers, you stupid policewoman."    

    

When Ye Fei talked to Murong, he was very relaxed. He could joke with him as he wanted. Anyway, he already knew that Murong XinKuan would not be angry.    

    

"When you were shooting, were you worried that lifting the muzzle would cause the bullet to move upwards, so when you were shooting, you could not help but lower the muzzle?"    

    

Ye Fei asked.    

    

Murong thought for a moment, then slowly nodded and said, "I think so."    

    

"This idea is wrong! When the gun was raised, the bullet had actually been shot out long ago, so when the gun was shot, it was raised according to the inertia. It would not cause the bullet to move upwards, which means that you can aim however you want. Don't deliberately lower the muzzle of the gun, do you understand what I mean? "    

    

Ye Fei said.    

    

Murong had a look of realization and said, "I understand. Let me try again?"    

    

"Yes." Ye Fei nodded.    

    

Murong took a deep breath and relaxed his upper limbs. He raised his gun and aimed. Then, he narrowed his eyes and pulled the trigger.    

    

Bang!    

    

The bullet shot out. Murong nervously looked at the target in the distance.    

    

"Seven Rings!" The sound of a target being fired could be heard from the other side.    

    

"Haha, this is my true strength! Ye Fei, you are awesome. Your eyes are like a torch. You saw my problem in an instant!"    

    

Murong was stunned for a second, then he jumped up high in the next second. He looked excited, and even reached out his hand to slap Ye Fei.    

    

Ye Fei had a faint smile on his face. He raised his hand and lightly clapped with her.    

    

"You don't have many problems, and your shooting movement is also very standard. As long as you practice diligently, you will definitely become the best sharpshooter in the police force."    

    

Ye Fei commented.    

    

Ye Fei's praise gave Murong Infinite confidence. She nodded heavily, waved her little fist, and said seriously, "I will definitely be able to!"    

    

Then Murong turned her head, raised her gun, and started her shooting practice.    

    

Ye Fei looked at the policewoman in front of him, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile. He nodded approvingly.    

    

To be honest, Ye Fei didn't like her when he first met her. Because Ye Fei felt that Murong was a bit reckless and careless, and was not suitable to be a police officer.    

    

But now it seemed that Murong's personality was also quite good. Police, especially the job of a criminal police officer, had come into contact with the darkest side of society. Without a cheerful personality, it would be very easy to get caught up in it. After a long period of time, there would be problems with one's mind.    

    

With Murong's optimistic and cheerful personality, at least he didn't have to worry about this problem.    

    

Murong practiced with her spear. Lin Qingwan was resting at the side, and Ye Fei walked to a shooting range. He took out the Type 92 pistol, took out the magazine, and replaced it with a new one. He raised the gun with one hand and aimed at the 25 meter target. His eyes narrowed slightly. He pulled the trigger, but did not pull it. He then lowered the muzzle.    

    

Ye Fei then lifted the muzzle of the gun and put it down. He repeated it a few times.    

    

Lin Qingwan, who was watching from behind, felt strange and said, "Ye Fei, why didn't you shoot?"    

    

"I was looking for a feeling. “    

    

Ye Fei replied casually.    

    

Gunners at Ye Fei's level had reached the peak of their understanding and skills in firearms. The only thing that affected their performance was their state of mind.    

    

When they were in a good state, they would naturally hit the target with a hundred shots. If they were in a bad state, there would be slight deviations.    

    

Adjusting his state of mind to look for feelings, other than taking deep breaths and relaxing his body, the most common thing was to simulate it in his brain.    

    

In the Olympic shooting range, it was often possible to see a competitor raising their gun and aiming to put down such a move. They were also simulating in their brain to predict the trajectory of the bullets. Then they adjusted their bodies to their best condition.    

    

"Hmph, trying to feel something? I think you won't have a feeling anymore! Ye Fei, I heard you are a sharpshooter. How about it? Are you brave enough to compete with me? "    

    

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded beside Ye Fei. It was a handsome mixed-blood youth with curly hair and a statue-like face. His eyes were pitch black. He was one of the two international police officers who came with Bei Meiqi.    

    


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