Grandpa Su on the side suddenly said, "Xiao Ning, are you looking for someone to practice with? Your brother Su Jue will be coming over later, why not let him practice with you."
Yan Ning raised his eyebrows when he heard Su Jue's name, and the figure of that person appeared in his mind.
When she was a child, the name Su Jue was like a nightmare in her heart.
Grandpa Yan asked curiously, "Is Xiaojue back from the army?"
"Yeah, he's on vacation, it's rare for him to come back and see an old man like me."
After saying that, Grandpa Su turned to look at Yan Ning and said, "Xiao Ning, sit here for a while. Su Jue will be here soon. Ask him to accompany you to the shooting range for some practice."
Yan Ning swallowed, smiled politely and said nothing.
Is it too late for her to go home now?
It was obviously too late and there was no car to take her back.
Yan Ning found a stool and sat down, passing the time by browsing his phone.
More than half an hour passed.
While Yan Ning was browsing Weibo, he suddenly felt someone staring at him from behind.
She turned her head and met the gaze of the person behind her. Before her brain could react, her body had already stood up quickly.
She called out, "Brother Su Jue."
Su Jue was dressed in casual clothes, with his signature crew cut, angular features, and a pair of dark and deep eyes under his thick eyebrows.
At this moment, he was looking at Yan Ning with a smile in his eyes, "What? After not seeing you for so long, am I still so scary?"
Yan Ning chuckled with a forced smile.
The fear I felt when I was trained by Su Jue as a child came back to my mind.
At that time, Yan Ning was eight years old and Su Jue was thirteen years old.
The two families have a good relationship and are neighbors next door. When Grandpa Yan is not free, he will leave little Yan Ning at the Su family to be taken care of by Su Jue.
Thirteen-year-old Su Jue has no emotional intelligence at all. In his mind, no matter whether they are boys or girls, they are all training objects.
At that time, when summer vacation came, all the children in the compound would turn around and leave as soon as they saw Su Jue.
Little Yan Ning, who had nowhere to escape, became Su Jue's VIP little brother who received one-on-one training.
Squatting, wrestling, fighting, his body was covered with bruises every day.
There is no such thing as being gentle and considerate to women.
It was not until Su Jue was admitted to the National Defense University and began military management that Yan Ning escaped his clutches.
At that time, Su Jue had already left a deep and indelible mark in her heart.
Grandpa Su looked over when he heard the voice and said, "You are finally here, little brat. Your sister Yan Ning wants to go to the shooting range to practice. Go with her and practice."
Yan Ning hurriedly shook his head, "No, no, Brother Su Jue rarely takes a vacation to relax,
I've seen enough of people shooting in the army, so let him have a good rest!"
It's not like she was planning on becoming a Kamukuraku hand.
As long as I can protect myself and deal with the enemy when I go to Hong Kong City in the 70s, it will be enough.
Su Jue raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth curved up, "I've seen enough of those professional shootings in the army.
But I am still very interested in guiding the rookies to practice.”
Yan Ning choked.
Are you a newbie?
Well, compared to his high standards she was a complete newbie.
Yan Ning wanted to struggle a little harder, "I won't..."
"Let's go! Let your brother see how much your Mu Cang Fa has deteriorated." Su Jue interrupted her.
He stretched out his arm, hooked it around Yan Ning's neck, and forcibly took her towards the shooting range.
"Hey Su Jue... let me go... I can walk by myself..."
Yan Ning, who had little influence, was dragged to the shooting range in the back mountain.
The shooting range on the back mountain is equipped with liftable target drones and portable target drones.
Su Jue let go of Yan Ning and picked up a wooden barn from the operating table and handed it to her, "Open one for me first."
Yan Ning curled his lips, took the magazine, checked it carefully, took a few bullets from the operating table and loaded them into the magazine.
After completing the preparations, Yan Ning raised his pistol, clenched his hands, aimed at the bull's eye 50 meters away, held his breath, concentrated, and slowly pulled the trigger.
Gunshots rang out in the distance, and five rounds were fired in succession.
Su Jue picked up the telescope and took a look. "80 meters."
Yan Ning moved, aimed at the bull's eye 80 meters away, held his breath, concentrated, slowly pulled the trigger, and shot five times in a row.
Su Jue continued to watch, "Forty-two rings, it seems that you haven't touched Mucang for a long time."
Yan Ning smiled and said, "I think it's not bad. I haven't touched a wooden basket in four or five years, but I can still hit the 42nd ring."
She doesn't make a living from this, she is just an ordinary person.
Su Jue laughed, "You have low expectations for yourself. I remember the last time I saw you shoot a hundred-meter target, you scored over 48 rings."
He put down the telescope and said, "Practice again."
Yan Ning put down the gun in his hand, picked up the telescope and looked at the target 50 meters away.
Three shots with ten rings, two shots with nine rings, a total of forty-eight rings.
Yan Ning: "My Mucang technique is still quite accurate!"
She looked at the target 80 meters away again.
Two shots hit nine rings, three shots hit eight rings, a total of forty-two rings.
Yan Ning: “…”
Yan Ning put down the telescope, met Su Jue's half-smile, and coughed lightly, "My technique is indeed rusty."
She picked up the pistol on the console, loaded a few more bullets, and aimed at another target 80 meters away.
Aim, hold your breath, and concentrate.
Su Jue stood by and observed her movements. Several times, the words of scolding were on the tip of his tongue but he swallowed them back.
Well...she is not a soldier under my command, she is just a little girl.
Su Jue raised his hand and held Yan Ning's arm, and gently corrected it, "Hold your palm tightly, relax your arm, and don't be nervous."
Yan Ning relaxed his body and mind and slowly pulled the trigger.
After practicing for more than half an hour, Yan Ning finally reached Su Jue's minimum standard.
The shooting range at the back mountain has limited space, and the farthest target is 300 meters.
Su Jue picked up a rifle and aimed at a target 300 meters away.
Ten bullets were fired continuously.
Yan Ning picked up the telescope and looked into the distance.
Wow!
There was a single bullet hole in the center of the bull's eye.
This is... all ten bullets went through one bullet hole!
100 rings!
Yan Ning put down the telescope and looked at Su Jue with admiration.
Su Jue smiled and asked her, "Try the rifle at 100 meters?"
Yan Ning hesitated for a few seconds and decided to give it a try.
She picked up the rifle that Su Jue had just used and aimed at the bull's eye a hundred meters away.
Su Jue gave some guidance from the side.
Yan Ning shot five shots in a row.
Su Jue reported the target, "Forty-four rings, one ten-ring shot, two nine-ring shots, and two eight-ring shots. Not bad."
Yan Ning practiced for a while under Su Jue's guidance.
She didn't stop practicing until she regained her previous feeling and became familiar with the technique.
The two left the shooting range.
Su Jue: "Want to go to the boxing ring? Let me see if your fighting and self-defense skills have improved."
Yan Ning stumbled, "I... I have no strength left. My hands are so sore that I can't even lift them up."
As he spoke, Yan Ning gestured to him about his weak hands, which he really couldn't lift.
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