Night’s Nomenclature

Chapter 238: Absolute Gun Sense

Which novice could remember the sound of gunfire and distinguish the models of guns without looking?

Normally, shouldn’t getting familiar with firearms just means knowing how to use them?

Old Six felt like cursing, but he couldn’t spit it out.

At this time, Qing Chen humbly looked at Old Six and asked, “Brother Six, isn’t this how you get familiar with firearms? Did I miss something?”

Old Six continued, “What is the most important when getting familiar with firearms? It’s the feel for the gun. When you hold a gun in your hand, you will know how heavy it is, so that you can move your arm muscles and aim at the fastest speed. For example, if you want to lift a bag of rice, and the rice is 20 kilograms, but you think it is 15 kilograms, will it move when you use your strength?”

“Well,” Qing Chen thought for a moment and suddenly took out a pistol. He pulled the trigger without hesitation, within a second, and the bullet hit the bull’s eye: “I am also familiar with what Brother Six said.”

Old Six paused for a moment: “There is something more important, that is to be familiar with the recoil. When you shoot continuously, each shot will cause the muzzle of your gun to deviate. Only when you are familiar with the recoil of the gun in your hand, will you know how to adjust the muzzle after firing so that you can continue to hit the target…”

Qing Chen thought about it, then suddenly reached out for another completely different gun and prepared to shoot.

However, this time, Old Six stopped him directly and said calmly: “Okay, I know you are familiar with this, so put away your magical powers.”

“Well,” Qing Chen nodded: “I will continue to familiarize myself with the remaining guns.”

Old Six waved his hand and said, “Sure, go ahead and shoot.”

A staff member at the side whispered, “Brother Six, you have already used up your quota. If he shoots more, it will be deducted from your annual salary.”

Old Six was stunned for a moment, and he quickly stopped Qing Chen: “Ahem, brother Qing Chen, don’t you want to play with a sniper rifle? I will take you to the sniper shooting range behind Half Mountain now. I also have a quota of sniper bullets there.”

Qing Chen shook his head at this time, “Brother Six, I suddenly feel that it is also important to be familiar with ordinary firearms. Please wait for me, I will learn about the remaining firearms and you can deduct it from my salary.”

He was trying to make every step along the way solid.

After becoming a Knight, he still insists on training every day.

After becoming a superhuman, he still honed his basic fighting skills.

He was like bamboo, eagerly absorbing all the water and nutrients useful to him from the soil.

The same was true for firearms training. At first, Qing Chen really wanted to own, and use, a sniper rifle so that he would have the ability to snipe others across levels.

But at this moment, after using more than a dozen guns, he finally calmed down. Life requires patience, and growth also requires patience. He must be patient and take this opportunity to lay a solid foundation.

Once he left the Li family, where would he find another arsenal of guns with such a complete range of weapons? Where would he find this free ammunition?

Old Six whispered to Qing Chen, “Don’t get familiar with conventional firearms, brother. You are already familiar with them very well.”

“Brother Six, I haven’t even touched an automatic rifle,” Qing Chen really didn’t want to leave now.

When Old Six saw Qing Chen’s determined eyes, he suddenly felt a desire to cultivate talent. Old Six called the staff, “Keep loading the magazine for this kid, let him fight to his heart’s content. Put it on my account, and deduct it from my quota for next month.”

This shooting practice lasted from morning to afternoon. Even the staff in the venue had changed shifts, but Qing Chen was tirelessly familiarizing himself with all the guns in order.

Every single one.

He felt fine at first, but gradually his palms began to hurt.

If he didn’t have the physique of a superhuman, the recoil alone would have been enough to injure him.

After Qing Chen familiarized himself with the automatic rifle, the damage to his body from this overload training became even more obvious especially when the recoil from the butt of the rifle was transmitted to his shoulder, causing pain in his two broken ribs.

It was only then that Old Six looked at Qing Chen in confusion and said, “I know how badly you were injured yesterday, so I am even more confused. Don’t you feel any pain? If you feel pain, why do you train in such a way that you’re torturing yourself?”

As Qing Chen pulled the trigger, he asked, “Brother Six, is there any training that is not painful?”

Old Six thought about it and realized that it was true… How could training not be painful?

Qing Chen continued, “Training is always painful, but if it doesn’t cost money, it will reduce some of the pain in my heart.”

Old Six was speechless. ‘So, you are transferring your pain to me. No wonder my heart hurts so much.’

A staff member nearby looked at Qing Chen, where the yellow bullet shells had piled up like a small mountain, and whispered, “Brother Six, with his shooting efficiency, you’re going to bleed a lot.”

“Let him shoot! Put it on Boss Changqing’s account!”

At this time, Old Six suddenly realized something: Qing Chen was going to be a teacher in the future.

With the generosity of Boss Changqing, the teenager had already got a genetic injection. Even if this boy demolished the training building today, so what? Not a big deal!

The next moment, the gunshots suddenly stopped.

In the quiet venue, Old Six and the staff felt a little uncomfortable. Their ears almost went deaf listening to gunshots for a whole day.

After the gunfire stopped, everyone even felt a buzzing sound in their ears.

Qing Chen looked at Old Six: “Brother Six, I’m familiar with everything now.”

Old Six hesitated for a moment: “Do you remember all the gunshots?”

“Almost,” Qing Chen replied.

“Have you memorized the recoil of all guns?”

“Almost.”

Old Six thought to himself, ‘This kid now knows how to be humble.’

Then, Qing Chen said excitedly: “Let’s try the sniper rifle.”

Old Six didn’t know whether to laugh or cry: “Don’t you need to take a break?”

He looked at Qing Chen’s expression and thought, ‘can it be that this kid is worried that there might be no free ammunition available in the future, so he is in a hurry to finish the training in one day?’

Old Six thought for a moment and said tentatively, “Brother, this is it. I, Old Six, guarantee with my character that as long as you come to the venue to practice shooting in the future, the bill can be put on Boss Changqing’s account.”

“Really?” Qing Chen’s eyes lit up, and he rubbed his shoulder which was hurting from all the guns he had tried: “Then there is really no need to rush.”

Old Six widened his eyes and said, “You worked so hard just to save money!”

To be honest, he was thinking about a problem at that time. The information showed that Qing Chen’s family fell into poverty and suffered for more than three years. He was finally forced to sell off his property.

And Qing Chen’s actions indeed showed that he was someone who had experienced hardship.

Only those who are afraid of being poor would cherish the opportunity so much.

Old Six limped out of the stadium and said, “Come on, I’ll take you to the sniper range in the back mountain tomorrow and let you have some fun. To be honest, I also want to see how accurate you are with a sniper rifle.”

Qing Chen followed behind with a smile: “Thank you, Brother Six.”

“But you have to be mentally prepared,” Old Six said, “Sniper rifles are different from what you are practicing now. It’s not as simple as increasing the range. The most important thing is that when the range increases, the wind on the ground, the moisture in the air, the Earth’s Coriolis force, and gravity will all work against you.”

Old Six continued, “Your current ability is such that, as long as the trajectory is a straight line, you can hit the target. However, when the trajectory of a sniper bullet exceeds 400 meters, it is no longer a straight line in the traditional sense.”

When using a sniper rifle, 100-300 meters is the minimum deviation trajectory, which means you aim directly at the enemy with the crosshairs and just pull the trigger.

Beyond 400 meters it enters the professional realm. After 600 meters, the kinetic energy of the bullet decreases significantly and the influence of external factors begins to increase, so someone who can hit a target at 800 meters can be called a real sniper.

At 1,600 meters, the target is already barely visible to the sniper. At this time, the sniper no longer needs his naked eyes, but a more mysterious absolute sense of the gun.

Therefore, those who can hit the target at a distance of more than 1,600 meters are the true legends among snipers.

This was also the reason why the treatment of sharpshooters in the Consortiums was on par with that of B-level superhumans.

Old Six said, “In the Federal army, there are countless so-called ‘sharpshooters’ in the realm of pistol and automatic rifle. You are one of them now, but many of them fail at the 600-meter threshold.”

Qing Chen nodded seriously, “Thank you for the reminder, Brother Six. I’ll give the sniper my best attempt tomorrow.”

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