Testing the Gun (Part Two)

With the first shot, whether Qu Bing had been born with a talent for guns or had truly followed Luo Chong's instructions and braced the gun firmly, the result was the same: in Luo Chong's eyes, Qu Bing's shoulder had barely moved backward. His left hand held the gun steady, and the muzzle had hardly kicked up at all. Still, the enormous gunshot left Qu Bing badly shaken. Even though he had prepared himself mentally, he had not expected the report to be so loud.

More importantly, he had hit the chest target fifty meters away. Luo Chong clearly saw several pieces of lamellar armor blasted off the target.

Qu Bing kept the gun raised as he shook his head, then asked Luo Chong without turning around, "Chieftain, where should I shoot next?"

"Forty meters," Luo Chong ordered simply.

Boom—a second thunderous gunshot rang out. The target forty meters away was hit again. At that distance, the chest target really was not far away, so hitting it was nothing unusual. The key was Qu Bing's shooting stance. Luo Chong could not help feeling that the boy was extremely talented.

"Unload the gun. Open the barrel," Luo Chong ordered again.

Qu Bing followed the instruction, stood at attention, and pulled the lever to break open the barrel. With a pop, the two spent casings inside were ejected directly, leaving a faint trail of gunpowder smoke in the air before falling to the ground.

Qu Bing looked extremely excited. What boy did not love weapons? Although the weapon in his hands was not a conventional cold weapon, he felt that this kind of firearm suited him even better.

"Have two men go check the targets," Luo Chong instructed the Personal Guards beside him. Two men immediately jogged over, though as they ran