Chapter 168 One-to-one teaching
Of course, Minister Wu only dared to think about this in his heart. After all, he also saw Lin Siqiao covering her ears just now.
Forget it, he didn't expect his junior sister to win, as long as she didn't lose so badly.
No, no, no, it’s okay if it’s ugly.
Anyway, the junior sister has never touched a gun, so it is reasonable that she can't shoot accurately.
Safety first is more important!
When Minister Wu thought of this, his heart suddenly skipped a beat and he quickly waved to call Lu Jianchuan over.
"You must focus on talking to her about the safety of the pistol later."
"yes!"
Lu Jianchuan nodded. Even if Minister Wu didn’t say it, he would have paid attention to it.
"By the way, find some cotton or something and let her stuff it in her ears."
"cotton?"
Lu Jianchuan's attention had been focused straight ahead and he had no idea what was happening in the stands.
Minister Wu briefly explained it to him and then said.
"I'm just afraid that she will hear the gunshots and scare herself."
"Okay, I understand."
Seeing these two people discussing something seriously, Lin Siqiao felt helpless.
She admitted that she covered her ears, but there was a reason for it, right?
She just wasn't mentally prepared, she wasn't really a coward!
In fact, Lin Siqiao knows how to shoot.
Speaking of Lin Siqiao, I still feel a little angry. Isn't it good for her to stay at home during the New Year? Why do you have to go out this door?
If she hadn't gone out, she wouldn't have been involved in the chain of car accidents.
At this moment, Lin Siqiao had already flown to the Massachusetts Institute of Technology in the United States as originally planned for a three-year academic exchange.
You can't think about this. The more you think about it, the more upset you feel.
Lin Siqiao could only comfort himself that all his previous hard work was not in vain.
As we all know, the United States is a country where gun ownership is free, but freedom comes at a price.
How could Lin Siqiao not make preparations in advance when going to a place like that?
So long before traveling through time, Lin Siqiao had studied with a professional shooting coach for more than a year.
This is also the reason why she dared to blackmail Pete today.
But even so, Lin Siqiao didn't dare to pat her chest and guarantee that she would definitely win today's game.
Lin Siqiao took a look at the pistol that would be used in the upcoming competition.
The pistol models of this era are too backward and cannot be compared with those of later generations.
Lin Siqiao was just thinking about picking it up to try the feel, but as soon as he stretched out his hand.
"Junior sister!"
Minister Wu was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. Under no circumstances should one touch a gun casually.
Especially for a pistol like this used in actual combat, it has been loaded with a magazine in advance.
If the junior sister accidentally turned on the safety, there was a high possibility of an accidental discharge of the gun!
"ah?"
Lin Siqiao looked over in surprise, "What's wrong with you?"
Minister Wu quickly pushed Lu Jianchuan and said, "Go quickly, and be sure to pay attention to safety! Remember!"
After saying that, without even looking at the two of them, he left the training room with his hands behind his back, closing the door behind him.
He was afraid his heart wouldn't be able to take it if he stayed any longer.
Lin Siqiao retracted his gaze and asked, "Do you feel that Minister Wu seems to be particularly nervous today?"
"Yeah, a little bit."
In fact, Minister Wu was not the only one who was nervous. As soon as Lu Jianchuan came over, he took the pistol without saying a word and took out the magazine.
Lu Jianchuan knew very well that for a novice, it would be difficult to master shooting and defeat Fang within half an hour.
This is not just a matter of difficulty, but it is almost impossible to accomplish.
Therefore, Lu Jianchuan no longer thought about the final result.
All he can do now is to try his best to prevent Xiao Qiao from hurting himself during the game.
"This is called the Black Star, also known as the 54 pistol."
"Its advantages are small size, light weight, great power and strong penetration ability."
"For the same reason, its recoil is relatively large."
"Also, bullets occasionally jam."
“Its insurance is here.”
Lu Jianchuan pointed to the position of the machine hammer and said, "The safety is locked now. When you go on stage later, you will do it like this..."
Lu Jianchuan took Lin Siqiao to another room with a pistol in hand and demonstrated the whole process to her personally.
"First load the cartridge - then cock the hammer - then pull the barrel -"
"Now focus on aiming—"
"The last step is to fire—"
The movements are smooth, clean and neat.
Before pulling the trigger, Lu Jianchuan turned his head and said, "Cover your ears."
“Oh oh oh”
Lin Siqiao nodded quickly and did as he said.
There was only a 'bang' sound.
The bullet spun out of the barrel at high speed and hit the center of the bull's eye fifty meters away.
Lin Siqiao's eyes lit up with excitement.
"Can I...can I try?"
"Um."
Lu Jianchuan stepped back behind her and stuffed the pistol into her palm while covering her with his big hand.
"Don't be nervous."
Lin Siqiao argued quietly, "I'm not nervous, it's just that you're too close to me."
Lu Jianchuan agreed, but refused to give in.
"When standing, stretch your legs naturally, keep your body upward, and place your feet in a figure eight position, about shoulder width apart."
"When you hold it, keep your thumb facing here and your wrist naturally straight. Make sure the gun body and your right arm are in the same vertical plane."
"Next, relax and look straight ahead. You can tilt your head slightly to the right."
In fact, Lin Siqiao had already learned these before.
But she still pretended not to understand and did whatever he said.
What Lin Siqiao didn't expect was that Lu Jianchuan asked her an unexpected question at this time.
"Xiao Qiao, have you ever learned shooting before?"
Lu Jianchuan would occasionally train new recruits in the army.
From the first move Lin Siqiao made, he felt something was wrong.
Her movements are so perfect!
The standard was so high that even he, as a teacher, couldn't find any fault with it.
"Yes, I have learned it."
Lin Siqiao turned his head with an expression that said, "It's not my fault."
“I didn’t say I couldn’t.”
"You have always thought so. I never said that."
After a pause, she explained, "Our school has shooting classes, and I practiced for a while."
What Lin Siqiao said is true. In this age of universal military service, most of the city’s junior and senior high schools have shooting classes.
This place needs a picture, but Tomato has been revamped, so I can only give you the picture after the 15th.
However, not all schools have the conditions to conduct real gun drills and live ammunition shooting.
Take Ancheng No. 1 Middle School where my original body was, for example. There were less than ten small-caliber sports rifles in the entire school.
Lin Siqiao also knew that due to her original body's non-competitive nature, she did not have many opportunities to play.
But Lin Siqiao couldn't care less about these things now.
She has graduated for three or four years. Who can still remember how many shots were fired by so-and-so when they were in school?
There's no point in remembering it.
As long as Lin Siqiao refuses to admit it, what else can others do?
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