Siheyuan: How dare I mess with a man who is an expert in men's health?

Cao Anping and his two companions rode towards the outskirts of the city for about twenty minutes and arrived at the gate of a courtyard surrounded by adobe bricks.

Luo Feng went forward and knocked on the gate. An old man opened the door and saw Luo Feng and said unhappily:

"Xiao Luo, what are you doing here? Why are you using your marksmanship here?"

Luo Feng made way and introduced, "Old Tan, I'm not here to practice shooting. This is Doctor Cao. He might be in danger of retaliation from spies. Captain Su asked him to come here to practice shooting."

Hearing this, Mr. Tan looked at Cao Anping curiously, nodded and praised, "Not bad! To be remembered by spies, it seems you have done something meritorious. Come in."

As they were almost at the shooting range, Cao Anping was excited. He quickly took out a cigarette, handed it to the other party respectfully, and said, "Uncle Tan, thank you for your help."

Old Tan took the cigarette, smelled it, nodded and said, "Hmm! This cigarette is good. I won't be polite. You guys can go to the shooting range and play by yourselves. I won't disturb you."

After saying that, he limped into a room. It was only then that Cao Anping discovered that Uncle Tan was physically disabled.

He quickly offered cigarettes to the two Brother Luos, and then asked curiously, "Is this Mr. Tan also from your department?"

Luo Feng hesitated for a moment before taking the cigarette and answered, "Old Tan is also from the battlefield. He is a retired veteran and has been living here. He also helps look after the shooting range."

Cao Anping nodded and didn't ask any more questions. He had seen that the gatekeepers for the government were not simple people.

The three of them walked around several small houses in the yard and came to a large open space in the backyard.

Luo Jialin, who had been silent, took out three wooden targets from the dilapidated warehouse and inserted them at a distance of about ten meters, thirty meters, and fifty meters.

Cao Anping quickly took out the two pistols in his inner pocket, and then tried to take the bullets from Luo Feng's hand.

Luo Feng quickly stopped him and said, "Doctor Cao, don't worry. I'll explain it to you first before we practice. Safety is the most important thing. Don't let any accidents happen."

Cao Anping withdrew his hand somewhat awkwardly, and handed the pistol from the small notebook to Luo Feng, watching him demonstrate the safety, changing bullets, posture, force-bearing techniques, etc.

The two guns were similar, so he took the Tokarev TT pistol and learned from Luo Feng's techniques.

After Cao Anping demonstrated loading and unloading the bullets twice, Luo Feng signaled him to turn off the safety and reminded him:

"You should mainly practice with the ten-meter target. If it's too far away, it won't have much effect in a short time. Just shoot two shots at the long target at the end to get a feel for it."

Cao Anping nodded and assumed the standard posture of holding a gun with both hands. His heart began to pound and adrenaline was secreted crazily.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think of the shooting training during military training in his previous life at university. Each person had only five bullets and they were shooting with rifles.

I was as nervous as I am now. As soon as I heard the command and pulled the trigger, I forgot to let go. I just felt my shoulder jump a few times and then it was over. It was not satisfying at all.

Cao Anping collected his thoughts and decisively pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

His hands shook unconsciously due to the reaction force, and the bullet flew away to who knows where. The bullet hole on the target ten meters away seemed like a smiling face, silently mocking him.

"Focus! Pay attention to the force. Remember what I told you. Don't try to resist the force."

Cao Anping was more focused and made great progress as a result. His second shot hit the target, hitting the edge of the target and splashing some sawdust.

He fired several more shots and used up all eight bullets. Although every shot hit the target, none of the bullets hit the circle with a diameter of 20 centimeters.

Cao Anping scratched his head and looked at Luo Feng and asked, "Am I talented or not?"

Why did he feel that at a distance of ten meters, the gun was not as accurate as his silver needle?

Luo Feng replied: "For a first timer, it's pretty good, but you have to learn to adjust it actively. If it's to the left, move it a little to the right."

Cao Anping heard some reluctance in the other party's words and could only reload.

This time he communicated with the system space and anchored the gun and the bull's eye at the same time. In his perception, it was like a virtual modeling, adjusting the three points into a straight line.

"boom!"

This time the target was hit, and the bullet hit the upper right side of the bull's eye.

Cao Anping thought about it and realized that if the three points were in a straight line, the ball should have hit the target below the center of the target due to gravity. How did it go above the center? It seemed that his hands were still shaking unconsciously.

Unaware of the reason, Luo Feng encouraged him, "Not bad! There is progress. Keep fine-tuning."

Cao Anping fired several more shots in succession, and most of them hit the inner circle with a diameter of ten centimeters, which made Luo Feng look at him with admiration and praise him for his talent.

But he was actually quite depressed. Even with the cheat, why couldn't he hit the bull's eye? His hands kept shaking unconsciously.

Cao Anping reloaded the bullets, moved a few steps, and said to the 50-meter target: "I'll try the 50-meter target and see if I can hit the target."

Of course, he was just using this to cover up. When shooting at a ten-meter target, he couldn't use space to capture bullets, for fear that the two people next to him would notice something.

If the target is fifty meters, just consider it as missing the target. After all, the human eye can only see a fleeting "shadow" of the bullet. Even if it disappears out of thin air, others will only think it is gone in the blink of an eye.

"boom!"

Another shot, the space capture was not completed, but he felt that he was very close. If the longest distance of the space was more than about 17 meters, perhaps it would be successful.

Moreover, when the range exceeds 17 meters, the spatial anchoring will not work. So even if Cao Anping cheats and becomes a sharpshooter, the effective range is only 17 meters, which seems a bit useless.

Of course, the bullet missed the target this time and no one knew where it went.

Cao Anping tried a few more shots, but still felt it was just a little off. It seemed that he needed to continue to strengthen his spatial ability training.

That is to say, if someone shoots him in the back, it seems that the space cannot save him. He can only be a little cowardly and cannot wander around.

Seeing that none of his shots hit the target, Luo Feng could not help but remind him: "Just try the 50-meter target. You are wasting bullets. You should try a shorter target.

By the way, no matter which gun you choose, remember to keep at least eight bullets, because Captain Su will not give you any more bullets. "

Cao Anping followed suit, put away the Soviet-style gun, and picked up the other gun made in the small notebook to load it.

"Bang bang..." keep practicing.

I have to say that this little gun feels better than the big brother's. I hit the ten-meter bull's eye several times in a row, and even the thirty-meter target was hit.

But Cao Anping still didn't plan to keep Xiao Benzi's gun, because it looked a bit ugly. The Tokarev TT looked better. Anyway, he could shoot quite accurately within a range of more than ten meters with the help of the external gun, so the feel was not important.

Cao Anping fired two boxes of 40 rounds of ammunition, then returned the gun to Luo Feng and said:

"I don't need the notebook. Brother Luo, you can take this gun back."

After Luo Feng nodded and accepted it, he picked up the Tokarev TT and practiced again. He stopped when there were only 20 rounds left in the last box.

Cao Anping continued to load the gun with bullets, then turned on the safety, carefully put them into the lining of his clothes, and then put the remaining half of the box of bullets into his pocket, and said with a smile:

"Brother Luo, let's not practice with the remaining bullets. Let's go."

Luo Feng nodded and did not emphasize the gun usage regulations again. Captain Su had personally emphasized these things when he was in the Internal Security Department.