Although it was pitch-black outside, Yang Jian had even set up construction floodlights to illuminate an open area so he could practice shooting.
Bang!
A gunshot rang out, and the bullet flew off to who knew where.
Yang Jian lowered the gun in his hand and searched for a long time without finding the point of impact.
"As expected, my effective range is only within five meters. This is over twenty meters, so it's perfectly normal that I missed. No need to get discouraged. Keep practicing."
Though this was last-minute practice, he had the means to work on his marksmanship after applying for a batch of ordinary training rounds.
Still, without professional guidance, watching a few videos online made it difficult to achieve any real results.
Bang!
Another shot rang out.
The bullet landed three meters away from a Glass Bottle twenty meters away.
"That's a huge improvement. A little more practice and I'll be about there." Yang Jian felt quite satisfied. At least this time, he had seen where the bullet landed.
But then a gunshot sounded beside his ear.
The Glass Bottle he had just been aiming at immediately shattered.
Yang Jian looked at Zhang Wei beside him. "How did you hit that just now?"
"It's simple. At this distance, anyone who isn't blind can hit it, right?" Zhang Wei said. "There's nothing difficult about it. Watch."
With that, he fired another shot.
He did not even aim. Another Glass Bottle twenty meters away shattered.
"See? Isn't it simple?" Zhang Wei said.
It wasn't simple at all.
Yang Jian grumbled inwardly.
Zhang Wei said, "Brother Leg, don't tell me you've been shooting for this long and still haven't hit a single bottle?"
"Yeah. I'm still trying to find the feeling. If the feeling isn't there, my shooting will