In the base where the morning bell and evening drum resound.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Three bullets were fired from the pistol.

Then, in an instant, it completely shattered the target in front of it.

"Good!"

Jiang Yexi chuckled and put the pistol away.

He looked at the pistol in his hand with a grin.

Because electric shock guns are strategic items, they cannot be used during training.

Therefore, the researchers modified what was originally a very ordinary handgun.

It was modified into a special pistol with recoil and power almost identical to an electric gun.

Of course, this does not mean that the performance of this pistol has surpassed that of the electric gun.

On the contrary, the electric gun remains the most powerful individual weapon to date.

This pistol is simply designed to simulate some of the difficulties encountered when using an electric gun.

Although this pistol appears to have high damage output, and its destructive power after explosion is far greater than that of the previous firearms.

It was almost as bad as the damage from a grenade.

However, these are all illusions.

Because the bullets fired from this gun are all bark and no bite.

Although it looks impressive in scale, the actual damage... it couldn't even kill a rabbit.

To put it bluntly, this is a signal flare gun with recoil multiplied many times over...

However, no matter what, it is quite difficult to operate this signal gun perfectly.

Once you can operate this signal gun skillfully, then using the electric gun will not be a problem.

Fortunately, Jiang Yexi was able to use this gun very well.

The constantly scrolling results on the screen have already proven everything.

"Hehe, although this gun has a lot of recoil as a single-soldier weapon, it's still not as powerful as those big guns... But if you use it for a long time, it still hurts like hell!"

Jiang Yexi wiped her nose.

He then stopped pretending, threw away the signal flare, and rubbed his hand.

As a personal weapon, this gun's recoil is significantly stronger than that of other firearms.

Short-term use is fine, but once you use it many times, you can easily feel the lack of power afterward.

Jiang Yexi is already quite clear about the limits of her own body.

If I do a few more sets of shooting practice, then my hand will be unable to move for a period of time.

"Those researchers are really inhumane. Couldn't they have reduced the auxiliary use of weapons a little?"

In fact, Jiang Yexi knew that the blame for all of this should not be placed on the hardworking researchers.

Those people, they practically gave their hairlines to the world...

The real blame should fall on those monsters and the aliens who appeared out of nowhere.

However, Jiang Yexi didn't know where those people were, so she had to let the researchers take the blame.

"The recoil from the new equipment is still quite strong. Let's rest for a while before continuing training."

Just as Jiang Yexi was rubbing her aching hand, a familiar voice appeared behind her.

Jiang Yexi pursed her lips.

She knew very well who the voice belonged to—her immediate superior, Wang Zhuoxi.

"What brings someone as busy as you to the training ground?"

This wasn't Jiang Yexi's veiled criticism; it was the truth.

Wang Zhuoxi is really busy; he's basically always running around.

Although Zhao Kuangyi could help with written materials like this, many documents required Captain Wang Zhuoxi's signature and explanation.

The new equipment for morning bells and evening drums cannot be simply pulled out of some white pocket.

The creation of each piece of equipment requires a large amount of materials.

Many of the materials are hazardous materials.

Without Wang Zhuoxi's signature, let alone whether the party that issued the materials would dare to send such dangerous goods to Chenzhong Mugu.

Even if it were sent over, people who are not from the capital might not dare to accept it.

"Don't say that. I've finally had a break recently, and I don't want to be busy like a dog again because of your loose tongue."

Wang Zhuoxi gave a self-deprecating laugh.

Then, he picked up the pistol that Jiang Yexi had thrown aside.

Looking at the newly refreshed target in front of him, he struck a very professional design pose.

"Bang bang bang!!!"

Three bullets were fired in the same order.

Then, it exploded instantly in the center of a target.

Wang Zhuoxi's body also leaned back slightly.

The muscles in my legs are also constantly releasing excess force.

"Phew... It's been too long since I trained, my body's gotten sluggish..."

Wang Zhuoxi chuckled and glanced at the tiger's mouth (the area between the thumb and index finger).

He's been busy with paperwork lately and hasn't trained his body for quite some time.

It seems that my body is starting to rust.

"Yeah, Captain, if you don't train soon, you'll develop a beer belly!"

Jiang Yexi chuckled and added insult to injury.

He then picked up a spare gun and started firing.

This time it wasn't a burst of fire, but a single shot.

However, because Jiang Yexi's stamina was almost depleted, the accuracy of this shot was not very good.

He barely managed to brush against the edge of the target.

"Alright, alright, that's enough. You need to balance work and rest."

Jiang Yexi shook her head.

He put the spare gun aside, then found a chair and slowly sat down.

Wang Zhuoxi gave up training before firing all three shots.

On the contrary, his posture became increasingly standard at this moment.

His eyes, which had been somewhat dazed from too much written material and too many interpersonal relationships, instantly regained their sharpness.

"Bang!"

The bullets flew out.

Once again, the bullseye was hit.

"Let's have a proper training session."

Wang Zhuoxi took a deep breath.

He then picked up the spare gun that Jiang Yexi had picked up earlier.

He held the gun with both hands and then struck a unique pose.

Then, he pulled the trigger.

"Bang bang bang!!!"

Bullets kept being fired.

It kept exploding on the target.

Just as one gun was about to run out, Wang Zhuoxi seamlessly switched to another gun in an instant.

The gun that ran out of bullets was reloaded the instant the other gun ran out of bullets.

One raised his hand, the other lowered it.

Seamlessly integrated, continuously spraying onto the target.

The recoil that was terrifying to Jiang Yexi was as if it didn't exist in Wang Zhuoxi's hands.

"Click-clack!"

However, this shooting did not last long.

Less than a minute later, Wang Zhuoxi's filling and spraying could not keep up with the rhythm.

His godlike maneuver came to an end with the sound of a gun jamming.