The Gentle Way to Use Cheats

At night, everything was silent, and most people fell into a deep sleep.

He Lang took Song Lin into the city.To be precise, he carried Song Lin on his back and followed the route he used to come to the city alone, and came to the dark city on foot in a blast.

They went up to the roof of a five-story building, He Lang put them down, and Song Lin went to the fence and looked down.

The section of the road where this building is located was originally quite bustling, with residential areas and commercial areas concentrated here, so even now, there will be one or two slowly walking figures on the road downstairs.But in the dark night without lighting and electricity, those on the road are not residents walking, but infected people who don't need light, can't experience warmth and cold, and only know to follow their only desire—appetite.

He Lang walked to Song Lin's side: "Take out the gun."

Song Lin turned the palm of his right hand upwards, and he was holding a black pistol in his hand. It was the one he had stolen from He Lang's room before.

"There are two below." He Lang pointed towards the downstairs, "Try to hit them. But you have to pay attention, the infected are easily attracted by the sound, once you fire the first shot, their action path is likely to happen." Variety."

In other words, if the well-prepared first shot fails, it will be more difficult in the future.

Song Lin looked in the direction of his finger: "I'm just a mortal body, do you have any misunderstanding about my eyes?"

The moonlight tonight is a bit hazy, and ordinary people can only barely distinguish the two moving figures if they want to see the two infected people from this height.But if you want to aim a gun at their heads and hit them, it's really difficult for people who don't hold guns very much.

Song Lin raised the gun and tried to aim it, but he was not sure if he aimed at the head.

"It doesn't matter whether I misunderstood your eyes or not. The important thing is that you find a way to hit them. When you arrive in the imperial capital, no one will listen to you explain your eyesight and turn on the lights for you in the battle test. "

He Lang turned to Song Lin's back, and pulled Song Lin's shoulders with both hands: "Stand up, two hands! You can't hold a gun and you want to aim?"

Song Lin's eyes glanced at the man calmly, and then looked at the target again. He raised his empty left hand and placed it under the right hand.

"Move your left hand to this side." He Lang's arms passed over Song Lin's shoulders, almost enveloping the young man, and then wrapped his two big palms around the young man's gun-holding hands, "It's too low, high a little."

The man's voice sounded above Song Lin's right ear, it seemed to be deliberately soft so as not to affect the aiming, and it was a little low.Song Lin carefully looked at the place where the crosshair was aiming at—even though it was not clear where it was aiming with the naked eye—then asked, "Why do you want to aim like this?"

"Because of the distance, height, and current wind direction." He Lang whispered, "It's also related to the firing speed of this gun."

Song Lin was silent for two seconds. He Lang thought he was feeling it, but he didn't expect him to say, "Can you stay away from me? The air of your words makes my ears itchy."

He Lang was a little speechless, but he still didn't move. Iron palms held Song Lin's hands firmly: "...be patient, I don't need to breathe, but there will definitely be airflow when I speak."

Song Lin said lightly: "You don't need to explain the principle of vocalization."

"But you care about such a little airflow, how do you eliminate interference and aim accurately when shooting?" He Lang took the young man's hand and made fine adjustments following the target's movement, "I will count down three times and call 'shoot' when you shoot."

Song Lin opened his lips, and suddenly began to mutter something silently.

"Three, two, one, shoot!"

boom!

The recoil of the shot made Song Lin's hand tremble slightly, and one of the two figures wandering together fell down in response, and the smell of gunpowder smoke filled Song Lin's nose.

The other figure who was not hit, ignored his companion who fell on the ground, and staggered towards the building where the two were located from the diagonally opposite side of the road.He Lang let go of Song Lin's hands, and took a step aside: "Try it yourself."

Song Lin kept the original posture, moved the muzzle of the gun down, adjusted for a second to follow the movement of the infected on the road, and then decisively pulled the trigger.

boom!

The figure of the infected person paused for a moment, but the next action was not to fall down, but to continue walking towards the building!Its action seems to be the same as before, and it even speeds up a bit.

"It should be higher." He Lang leaned his elbows on the fence, looked down from the side of his body, and then turned back to look at Song Lin, "Go any lower, and you can't guarantee to hit it. The head, at least the body must be hit to cause some movement obstacles, right? If the heart is hit... Hey!"

Song Lin actually switched to holding the gun in his left hand, and retracted his right hand; he even turned his body sideways, and turned into a state of being face to face with He Lang, looking directly at He Lang!

The floating clouds released the moon, and the moonlight shone on the roof. He Lang looked at the young man.He noticed that the young man's lips were slightly opened and closed, obviously meditating on something, and he frowned and said, "You..."

boom!

Song Lin actually fired just like that!He Lang quickly turned around and grabbed the fence to look down. On the moonlit road, an infected person was already lying three or four meters away from the building, motionless.There is still a pool of dark marks next to its head, which is obviously blood!

Now He Lang was really surprised, he suddenly turned his head to look at the young man: "How did you do it?!"

"I used wind magic to follow the ballistic of the first shot." Song Lin withdrew his left hand and switched the gun to his right hand, with an imperceptible joy in his tone, "The second shot is to lock the target with perception , to test the pure hand feeling error; for the third time, the perception locks the target, and the wind magic adjusts the trajectory, and you can hit it."

He Lang's expression was complicated: "...one hundred and one hundred hits?"

"If the combination of sensory capture and the control of wind magic is precise, you can hit it with a hundred shots." Song Lin smiled, and lightly shook the gun in his hand, "And if you develop a conditioned reflex, wind magic can be completed with a single thought."

In other words, as long as the perception of wind magic is accurate enough, Song Lin can even shoot the target instantly with his eyes closed.

He Lang wiped his face.

Song Lin's tone was downplaying, but He Lang knew how difficult it is to combine the so-called perception and wind magic.To achieve this level of infallible control, the effort required in the middle is by no means less than what He Lang put in when he practiced shooting in the past.

Of course, once achieved, the results are remarkable.

He Lang looked deeply at Song Lin, at this young man who couldn't even use a standard shooting posture, and then made up his mind.

"you teach me!"

The consequence of not sleeping in the middle of the night was that Song Lin was still yawning after breakfast the next day.

"My God, I think I guessed something." Looking at Song Lin's expression, Xia Hong leaned closer to him and joked, "What are you and Captain He doing? You have been tossing all night?"

He Lang was standing not far away talking to Huang Lifeng, and glanced in the direction of Xia Hong and Song Lin if he felt something.

Xia Hong turned her back to He Lang, not knowing that she had been noticed, and continued: "Hey, I know, Captain He, who cares about someone, won't let anyone sleep. You're so tormented He won't let you go even when he's exhausted, but he still has unlimited energy..."

"Could you please stop talking dirty to a child who is not yet of marriageable age?" He Lang grabbed Xia Hong by the back of her collar and pulled her away, "You two are going to be together for such a long time. Converge and restrain."

"When did I...that?! You misunderstand what I said because you think about it." Xia Hong groaned beside her, and said with raised eyebrows, "Again, how dare you say that you didn't take care of me last night? Someone took her out? I'm used to you suddenly acting on your own at night, but can you stop dragging Linlin? Linlin can still grow taller, and sleeping a little longer might overwhelm you."

Song Lin felt that everyone in He Lang's team had misunderstood him, because he didn't think 176 centimeters was short.

"Just catch up on sleep in the car later." He Lang said, "Your journey today was photographed by satellite yesterday, so there shouldn't be any major problems."

Xia Hong nodded, stopped making a fuss, raised her chin and said, "Captain He, what did you talk to Huang Lifeng just now?"

"It's nothing, just say a few words." He Lang paused, and then said, "No matter what quarrels or dissatisfaction you have with them before, in short, you and them are still a group along the way, and you can distinguish the seriousness from the seriousness."

"Of course I know the seriousness. I'm not the kind of person who puts the cart before the horse and ignores the general situation." Xia Hong shrugged.

He Lang nodded: "Huang Lifeng himself understands this, so it's not difficult to avoid too many conflicts along the way. The goal is to return safely, you know?"

"I know—" Xia Hong said in a drawn-out tone, "You've said it countless times, and I can hear cocoons in my ears!"

"And you!" He Lang suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled Song Lin, who was looking away, towards him, "Don't make trouble, the imperial capital is too far away and we can't wipe your ass like we are doing now. Everything will be passed safely and smoothly. Lord, do you hear me?"

Song Lin looked at He Lang slowly: "My ears are also callused."

Xia Hong gave a "puchi" laugh, was glanced at by He Lang, and immediately fell silent.

He Lang looked at Xia Hong and said, "Don't be happy, you have to watch him too, don't let him mess around."

Xia Hong said helplessly: "Captain He, then you think highly of me, how can I stand..." She spoke in a lower voice, and finally changed her words under He Lang's frowning stare, "Okay, I try."

Huang Lifeng came over: "Is it enough to say goodbye? It's time to leave."

"Understood, five minutes." He Lang replied, and then said to Xia Hong, "Go and check the vehicle and luggage with Qi Ye."

"Yes!" Xia Hong replied, glanced at Huang Lifeng inexplicably, and walked away.

Huang Lifeng was probably used to Xia Hong and the others being eccentric towards him. He glanced at Xia Hong who was leaving, then glanced at He Lang and Song Lin who were still standing together, nodded at He Lang, turned around and walked back to his team .

After he walked away, He Lang turned his head and looked at Song Lin again.

With so little time left, He Lang suddenly didn't know what to say.What should be said has been said countless times, and the inspection that should be done has been completed long ago. He Lang just stood in front of the young man and looked at him.

Song Lin looked very calm, quietly waiting for He Lang to speak.

After holding back for a few seconds, He Lang suddenly said, "Send you a thousand miles, and you will have to say goodbye."

Song Lin: "...Pfft!"

"Forget it, I don't know what to say, I've finished what I have to say, and the rest is up to you." He Lang paused for a moment, then choked out another sentence, "That... I'll wait for you to come back , New Year's Eve."

It was already mid-November, if the convoy rushed to the imperial capital with all its strength, and then rushed back at high speed, there would be more than enough time.I'm just afraid that in today's world, the road will be delayed, and the imperial capital will also be delayed.Therefore, even if what He Lang said, he himself is not sure whether it can be realized.

However, this sentence is somewhat of a farewell meaning, and He Lang's tone still reveals a rare sensibility.Song Lin didn't expose him, just smiled, and then suddenly opened the connection with He Lang's consciousness.

He raised his chin slightly and looked into the man's eyes.

- I will always be with you, no matter when.