BXBX NOVEL Chapter 237: That’s Too Much
Chapter 237: That’s Too Much
Old Six suddenly said, “Take apart the gun and put it back together for me.”
Qing Chen finished another magazine and disassembled the Gray Fox-012 Federal Army standard pistol.
Qing Chen closed his eyes and recalled for a second, then quickly reassembled the Gray Fox-012 and then disassembled it again.
He disassembled and reassembled it repeatedly. By the third time, he was as fast as a veteran in the federal army.
Old Six scratched the back of his head and suddenly he found a clue.
This kid was clearly a novice, but no matter what he learned, he would become extremely proficient at it by the third time.
Therefore, Old Six had reason to suspect that Qing Chen might have falsified his past experience and then concealed his identity to apply for this well-paid position.
But this made Old Six feel even more confused. No matter how talented a person was, this level of talent was absurd!
Old Six wanted to tell Li Changqing about this, but when he thought of what Qing Chen did in the octagonal cage, he began to cherish this talented teenager. He whispered, “You weren’t familiar with firearms before, were you?”
Qing Chen was silent for two seconds, “Yeah.”
After all, smart people couldn’t be fooled that easily.
Old Six said, “Then how are you able to get used to a gun so quickly?”
Qing Chen explained seriously: “I have been very sensitive to geometry and space since I was a child. The first few shots were to observe the trajectory, and the last few shots were serious.”
Old Six thought for a moment. He took out a firearm with damaged rifling and handed it to Qing Chen, “This pistol is no longer accurate. Because of the damaged rifling, its sight is shifted to the left. If what you said just now is true, then use this pistol to prove it to me.”
Qing Chen thought about it, took the pistol, and fired a few shots at random. Then, the next second, the teenager pulled the trigger continuously and all the bullets penetrated the bull’s eye again!
Old Six’s eyes widened!
He quickly led Qing Chen to the archery range and said, “This is where the disciples from the Li family learn archery, and bodyguards don’t usually come here. I saw that your hands are very steady, and you can hit the bull’s eye after three shots using any gun. If you can draw a bow and arrow and calculate the trajectory just like you do with a gun, I will help you keep it secret.”
In this world, many people knew how to use guns, but few could use bows… most people wouldn’t even see a bow in their life!
Guns are weapons for saving lives, and bows are toys for the nobility.
Old Six said, “I won’t make it difficult for you. A bow is harder than a gun. As long as you can hit the target on your third try at a 50-meter distance, I’ll keep this secret for you. In the future, you can use my quota for any gun or bullet at the shooting range. My quota is much larger than that of ordinary bodyguards. If you want to practice shooting by yourself, getting a sniper bullet alone will cost you a pretty penny.”
“Okay,” Qing Chen nodded slightly and picked up a recurving bow from the bow rack.
Old Six also took one, “I’ll show you how to draw a bow and shoot an arrow. The rest is up to you.”
As he spoke, he drew the bow, released it, and the slender arrow hit the bull’s eye with a thud.
Qing Chen looked at Old Six in surprise. He didn’t expect this chief of bodyguards assisting Li Changqing to be a jack of all trades.
“Hehe,” Old Six looked at his expression and laughed, “You don’t have to envy me. I have mastered this sport.”
Qing Chen recalled Old Six’s actions and shot an arrow as well.
The arrow twisted in the air and fell slightly outside the target.
However, Qing Chen did not think much about it. He pulled out another arrow, placed two fingers lightly on the bowstring, and pulled it back. His hand did not tremble at all, and his chest and abdomen no longer rose and fell as he held his breath.
With the sound of the arrow piercing the air, he made another shot.
At this moment, Old Six clearly felt that Qing Chen’s aura had changed. It was hard to describe, it was like the look of a person who had everything under control.
Thud. Qing Chen’s second arrow hit the target.
Old Six was stunned.
At this time, he also discovered another detail. Qing Chen leaned forward slightly when he was drawing the bow. This was a non-standard movement, but it was very similar to his own.
Old Six was like this because of his injured leg, but he didn’t expect Qing Chen to have learned this as well.
He already believed that Qing Chen might really be a genius, and hurriedly corrected him, “Your posture is a little wrong. The center of gravity of your body should be leaned back a little more so that you can be more stable. I do this because my leg is injured. Don’t learn this…”
“I was wondering why it feels a bit awkward,” Qing Chen muttered, and then he drew the bow and shot an arrow again, only to see that the third arrow was firmly nailed into the center of the bull’s eye.
Not only that, Qing Chen also skillfully drew the bow and shot seven arrows in a row, and every arrow hit the bull’s eye.
Qing Chen looked at Old Six, “I have mastered this sport.”
Old Six: “… You don’t need to copy that part.”
This time, he really believed that Qing Chen was able to pick up a firearm so quickly because of his extraordinary talent.
“I will keep my word and never tell the boss about the fact that you never knew how to use a firearm before. From now on, you can use my quota when you come to the shooting range. I won’t frown even if you use up my entire monthly quota. If I frown, I’m not a good man,” Old Six muttered with a little heartache.
“Then can I practice with a sniper rifle now?” Qing Chen asked.
“Sure,” Old Six sighed, “I’ll take you there once you’re familiar with conventional firearms. Although you have a strong learning ability, don’t get your hopes too high. The chances of ordinary people using conventional firearms are much higher than the chances of using sniper rifles.”
“Thank you, Brother Six,” Qing Chen expressed his gratitude from the bottom of his heart. He already knew that Old Six was not a bad person and could even be considered a good person.
Old Six recalled the hardships he had experienced when practicing shooting, and thought that the gap between people in this world was too big.
He took Qing Chen back to the gun section and said, “Look for yourself, tell me if you need anything.”
“Brother Six, please let me try out all the firearms, and equip each gun with five magazines,” Qing Chen said.
Since Old Six said that he can only touch a sniper rifle after he is familiar with all conventional firearms, then he should familiarize himself with them and show it to the other party.
Old Six was shocked: “Although I have a large quota, you don’t have to waste it like this, right?”
“It’s not a waste,” Qing Chen shook his head and said, “It is indeed useful.”
Immediately afterward, Old Six asked someone to fetch two racks of firearms, filled with every model of firearm they had.
Qing Chen took out the guns and pulled the triggers one by one, silently calculating something in his mind.
It was a working day. Most bodyguards had duties, and there weren’t many training in the venue. A few staff members, together with Old Six, simply helped him refill the magazine.
And Qing Chen, like an emotionless shooting machine, did not stop even though his palms were hurting from the recoil.
Gradually, a whole layer of bullet casings were scattered on the ground around Qing Chen, so many that it was impossible to count them.
The staff looked at him from time to time, thinking that this stranger was just wasting ammunition.
However, Qing Chen was using Old Six’s quota, so they couldn’t say anything.
Under normal circumstances, ordinary bodyguards did not have the authority to allocate so much ammunition and guns.
Old Six sat aside, pushing yellow bullets into a magazine while silently observing Qing Chen.
After Qing Chen had tried more than 30 pistols, he suddenly stood up and said to him, “Close your eyes.”
Qing Chen closed his eyes calmly.
Old Six took a pistol from the gun rack and pulled the trigger at a target.
The staff looked at him in surprise, not knowing what Old Six was trying to do.
But Old Six suddenly asked, “What gun am I using?”
Qing Chen closed his eyes and said calmly: “Red River-021, 7.62mm caliber, 12 rounds of ammunition.”
Old Six switched to another gun and pulled the trigger: “What now?”
“Desert-001, 5.42mm caliber, 17 rounds.”
Old Six changed four pistols in succession, and Qing Chen could accurately tell the name of the gun just by listening to the gunshot.
Now it was the staff’s turn to be shocked. If Old Six wasn’t putting up a show with the teenager in front of them, what they saw just now was terrifying.
Old Six asked, “Were you trying to memorize these things just now?”
“Well,” Qing Chen nodded. “Brother Six, you said that I need to be familiar with conventional firearms. I think what you said makes sense. If I can identify firearms in actual combat, I can clearly know the enemy’s effective shooting range and how many bullets are in his conventional magazine. This way, I can calculate when he would change magazines.”
On the battlefield, if someone calculated the time it took to change magazines, it would be terrifying. People who have been on the battlefield know that the short period is called the firepower vacuum period, which is the most dangerous moment for everyone.
Old Six was a little speechless. He thought to himself, “I asked you to get familiar with conventional firearms just so that you can be familiar with how to use them, but I didn’t say that I wanted you to get familiar with them to this extent!”