"Boss, shooting cannot be mastered in a short time. Your current results are already very good. Ordinary people must undergo rigorous training if they want to be proficient in using firearms."

"If you want to shoot accurately and well, you need to use a lot of bullets. This process requires long-term practice and cannot be improved in a day or two."

After fighting for a whole morning, Yang Chen was still a little unfinished, so Frank could only offer some kind words.

For more than three hours, Yang Chen has been practicing pistol shooting. He fired more than two thousand rounds of bullets alone.

With his abnormal physical condition, even after playing for such a long time, he still felt uncomfortable swelling and pain in his right hand.

Except for the Desert Eagle, although the recoil of other pistols is much smaller, they cannot withstand large amounts of ammunition. Anyone who fires more than 2,000 rounds in a morning will feel discomfort in their arms.

It was later reported that the average American soldier consumed about a thousand rounds of ammunition per year. In other words, the bullets Yang Chen shot before were almost equal to the ammunition consumption of American soldiers in two years.

This is because he practices martial arts diligently, and his body is as strong as an ox, and he shoots with a weak pistol. If he had switched to a rifle, after shooting so many bullets this morning, his shoulders would probably not be able to bear it.

Already.

When I was concentrating on shooting, I didn't feel it yet. I didn't realize it until I stopped.

Fortunately, the practice target behind him was replaced by a normal target, no longer empty wine bottles or fruits, otherwise the entire shooting room would have turned into a fruit supermarket and scrap collection station.

Yang Chen threw the gun in his hand at Frank, shook his sore arm, and said: "Okay, that's it for today, no more fun."

Frank quickly caught the pistol. When he heard that Yang Chen stopped playing, he finally let go of what he had been holding on to.

He had looked down on Junzi and others before, thinking that they were far inferior to him. After all, he was also an ace special forces soldier in the United States. Compared with the bodyguards who came from inland millet and rifles, he felt superior to them.

Literary men look down on each other. Similarly, although soldiers trust the strong, they must be so strong that their lovers cannot surpass them.

If not, then the two will only create greater friction.

Obviously, although Junzi and Tietou are powerful, they are not much better than Frank, and they are not enough to make him voluntarily admit defeat.

However, even though he was well-informed about the madness with guns by Jun Zi and others, those pairs of red eyes made his heart tremble.

A shooting range was set up like a battlefield. Anyone who saw it would be a little unbearable. If he hadn't known the owner of the shooting range, people would have wanted to call the police.

In one morning, Yang Chen and others simply consumed all of the shooting range's usual one-month supply of bullets.

It's not that there are too few bullets stored in the shooting range, it's mainly that the soldiers and others are too cruel. Maybe they haven't seen so many guns for a long time after they retired.

Therefore, everyone played more ruthlessly than Boss Yang this time. After getting the gun in his hand, he could never put it down.

I don’t know if they were spoiled by Boss Yang, but Jun Zi and others really didn’t know how to save money for him.

Especially that idiot Tietou, who didn't know what was wrong. After seeing the legendary battlefield harvesting artifact Gatling in a shooting room, he just held it and played with it for more than ten minutes.

In the end, a group of bodyguards became jealous. Everyone tried it again and nearly destroyed the only Gatling gun in the shooting range, which was emitting blue fire.

Of course, this small amount of money is nothing to worry about for Yang Chen. His game company will be listed soon, and there will be a lot of dollars waiting for him to earn.

This little expense was a drop in the bucket, and Yang Chen didn't even blink at the one-meter-long bill.

The only one who felt a little embarrassed was Frank. Originally, he wanted to show off that as the host, he wanted to treat someone else.

But after seeing the bill, Whitehead immediately gave up the idea of ​​​​treating him. It is true that he was the second-in-command of Goldman Sachs, but Goldman Sachs at this period was not as powerful as later generations.

As the second-in-command, his monthly salary and dividends are very limited. As for the company's reimbursement, there was no problem in the past. However, since he and Wenberg took over Goldman Sachs, they have completely eliminated the high consumption that was not in compliance with the system.

Each Goldman Sachs partner has a certain reimbursement limit. It's fine if it doesn't exceed it. Once it exceeds, the partner needs to pay for it out of his own pocket.

Obviously, Whitehead had no intention of spending money for the company, or for Yang Chen, a customer.

Back in the car, Yang Chen's restless heart still hadn't calmed down. He didn't know if he had been at the shooting range for too long, but the sound of gunshots was buzzing in his ears.

Although he wore earmuffs when shooting, the earmuffs were not completely soundproof. Their function was only to protect his ears from too much damage.

It is completely impossible to completely soundproof.

In the back seat, Yang Chen turned to look at Xue Yufei, who was a little tired, and asked: "Yufei, what do you think about opening a shooting club there after we return to Xiangjiang?"

"Shooting club?" Xue Yufei frowned slightly, "There doesn't seem to be a shooting club in Xiangjiang yet."

Although private firearms are prohibited in the UK, private firearms are rare in Xiangjiang due to its special status. Except for the bodyguards of some rich people who have firearm licenses, other ordinary people have no access to firearms at all.

Yang Chen had this idea, naturally it was not for fun. He had just discovered that although Jun Zi and others were from the military, if they were not exposed to guns or practiced shooting for a long time, their shooting skills would also deteriorate.

Next, after the negotiations between the UK and the mainland are concluded, the UK's small actions will continue to appear one after another. By then, the security environment in Xiangjiang, which has been getting better and better, will start to revive again as the British deliberately indulge.

Although he is a reborn person, he does not have a golden finger that defies heaven. He is the same as all ordinary people. Just a peanut can kill him.

In his previous life, he was just a homebody. Even if he worked hard, he could not become a rich man that everyone envied.

Now he is not only a rich man, he is about to become the richest man in China. He doesn't want to go out that day, have a gun put to his head, and become a piece of meat in people's mouth.

If you want not to be missed by those desperadoes, you must increase the strength of your bodyguards. It is very necessary for soldiers and other people with gun licenses to be good at marksmanship.

After all, a gun license can only allow people to own small firepower weapons such as pistols. It is obviously impossible to carry a high-powered weapon like a Gatling with you openly.

How can a pistol be used against a machine gun if the marksmanship is not accurate?
Chapter completed!