"Victor, Carl Close."

On the ring, Li Si glanced at Carl, who looked surprised, and announced the result in a cold voice, then reached out to support Yule, who was shaking and bleeding on his shoulders.

A big hole was made from the clavicle position, and coupled with the violent movement that broke out between life and death just now, Yule lost a lot of blood, and now he was a little reluctant to stand.

"How is it? Can you still hold on?"

Facing the 'our own people', Li Si's tone became much more kind.

"Thank you, sir, I'm fine."

Yule, who had lost too much blood, had a pale complexion covering the wound on his collarbone, and forced out a smile and said, "Thanks to the previous shot, I would have been wiped out my neck when I went on stage."

"Luck, I thought it was the legendary gunfighting technique."

Seeing that Yule was still self-deprecating, Li Si raised his eyebrows and smiled, helping him walk downstairs, and said as he walked: "Let's go, hurry up and go heal your wounds, otherwise you will have to practice numbers again in a few minutes."

"You said it was legendary that gunfighting is just a concept. Humans cannot make that level of calculation. If it really happens, perhaps only the Angus people can do it."

Yule may not have expected that this cold-faced Lord Jack had such a gentle side, and he was stunned for a moment before smiling bitterly.

Humans, adults...

Li Si chewed Yule's words in his heart, but there was no delay on his face. While supporting him, he casually said, "That's not necessarily. It doesn't mean you haven't seen it before."

Unexpectedly, Yule was a little serious about the issue of "gun fighting" and didn't even continue to move forward. He stopped and said seriously: "But all living things have limits. The physiological structure of human beings is destined to be impossible to observe various shooting data with its own precise observation, and it is even more impossible to complete observation, calculation, and simulation in a very short time unless it is Lord Angus..."

"Who said it was impossible?"

Li Si stopped and frowned at the same time.

The so-called gunfighting technique is actually just a fantasy product that cannot even be regarded as a theoretical concept. Although there are no works from his previous life in this real world now, there are still similar concepts.

To put it simply, gunfighting is a comprehensive product of combining firearms with martial arts, statistics, probability science and other theories. Through knowledge such as statistics, the ballistics of the gun and enemy positions, movements and other elements can be accurately calculated to enhance the accuracy of shooting, use shooting to assist fighting, find better and more concealed shooting angles through fighting, etc.

It may be very simple to say, but in fact it is indeed impossible to do it under normal circumstances. Just as Yule said just now, it is difficult for people to accurately observe those data with the naked eye. Even if they can observe and calculate it like solving problems, it takes a long time. It is impossible to calculate it in the short moment of shooting and fighting.

Moreover, calculation is just the first difficulty. How to use the results in shooting, how to cooperate with fighting in actual combat, and how to distract from the second use to calculate without affecting close combat, these high-difficulties make this theory completely untenable.

Of course, this is just a routine situation, and it does not mean that there is no way out.

Originally, Li Si didn't plan to argue about the random issue, but now he has changed his mind.

He didn't know why Yule was so serious about gunfighting, and he was not interested in figuring it out.

But this 'unless Lord Angus' made him a little disgusted, making him look like Angus born with higher status and humans are destined to be inferior animals.

Regardless of personality and experience, he is also an individual, and his sense of belonging to his own race is indelible.

Yule's appearance, and his eyes hidden deep in his eyes, like a crazy believer, were like a domesticated dog licking dog, no difference from those who admired and fascinated foreigners who spoke Chinese inferior theory at the same time before his rebirth.

“Can anyone do it?”

Yule obviously didn't notice Li Si's tone change and asked in surprise.

Li Si did not reply, but asked back the same question: "Can you hit a hundred-meter target before training?"

"Of course not."

Yule was a little confused by Li Si's question, but he shook his head and replied.

Li Si asked again: "What about now?"

Hearing this, a confident smile appeared on Yule's pale face: "Of course, now, sir, you look down on me a little. Don't think I couldn't beat Carl just now, but I opened the distance and gave me a sniper rifle. I sniped him for a hundred times without aiming."

Li Si asked: "Why can you shoot accurately from a long distance now? By calculating?"

"Sir, you're joking. I don't have that ability. It's almost the same for Lord Angus to go to him."

Yule shook his head and said, "I just trained harder and felt a little harder. I could hit the enemy by following the feeling."

"This is called instinct, acquired instinct."

Li Si nodded and asked calmly: "Ordinary shooting can be transformed into acquired instincts after multiple trainings. Why can't gunfighting skills be possible? I'm asking you now what one plus one equals. Do you need to think for a long time?"

"ah?"

Yule was instantly shocked by Li Si's question.

What is one plus one equal?

Of course, he would not have to calculate such questions that even primary school students can answer in seconds.

But is this comparable to the calculation difficulty of gunfighting?

Calculate the surrounding situation and firearm trajectory and model it in the brain. Just calculate it once and you don’t know how many hours or even days or months it will take to calculate it once. The training will turn into acquired instincts and calculate it within 0:00 seconds?

He does not deny that there is indeed such a possibility, but how long does it take to train? Decades or hundreds of years?

Even a top genius with superb IQ among humans may have to train for a lifetime, which is simply unrealistic.

Of course, he just dared to think about these rebuttals in his heart. His emotional intelligence was not so low that he directly refuted the "adult" who sat with his leader.

However, the rebuttal was not a rebuttal, but he obviously had a hard time holding it in his face, his face was a little purple, and he looked very unhappy. He wanted to scold his boss S. B's employees, or wanted to spray the miserable designer and programmer who wanted to kill the Party A.

In order to block the possibility of making mistakes, he could only give up continuing to "discuss" and took advantage of the injury and let Li Si help him walk off the ring silently.

"Brother Jack, thank you."

Sen Angus called the two of them to help Yule down, and then thanked Li Si with a wry smile.

His thanks were still a bit sincere.

Yule is one of the top players under his command. If he is engaged in long-distance combat, his strength will definitely not be inferior to that of several complete special operations teams.

Although he won't really die in the game, he has to start over after he dies. He will not be able to enter the game for a long time. Now he can't afford to damage it.

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Chapter completed!