Fengmo Supermarket has temporarily closed its store, and Zhen Cheng got a half-month holiday.

Such a big incident occurred in the concession, and it was under a state of military control for a short period of time. There were few pedestrians on the streets and the atmosphere was tense. It was not surprising that the supermarket closed. Even the school where Cai Hua attended, the Demon Starsman, had been closed.

That night, after Zhen Cheng sent Cai Hua back to the concession, he had been idle at home, and was happy to spend the extra time on training. At this time, he was wearing a training helmet for shooting training courses.

"Raise your wrist and look ahead, don't blink your eyes. The moment the green wolf runs from the left and enters the field of view, scan the auxiliary sight"

A text message flashed on the LCD screen, which was sent by Qianxue, early spring. In the training program, drivers can communicate through words, just like the text chat channel in old-fashioned online games. This function allows the little mute who cannot speak to communicate with Zhen Cheng, which is a very convenient function.

Zhen Cheng immediately followed her instructions, raised the 150 cannon in his hand, and pulled out the auxiliary sight from the side. This is not an advanced technology. As early as hundreds of years ago, humans had overcome the technical difficulties of shooting moving targets. Various cannons have auxiliary sights, which can calculate the enemy's movement speed, shell speed, distance, wind speed and other factors in a very short time, and then predict the shooting in advance.

A green wolf ran out quickly behind the hill ahead, which was simulated by the training program. It ran from left to right at a fast speed. Zhen Cheng glanced at the auxiliary sight and saw a number "8 meters" displayed on it. This means that at the current moving speed of the target, if you want to hit the target at this distance at this distance, you must shoot 8 meters ahead of it.

Zhen Cheng quickly adjusted the muzzle and pulled the trigger to the open space 8 meters ahead of the green wolf.

"boom!"

The green wolf was shot and turned into a ball of fire.

Zhen Cheng does this kind of training with Zaochun Qianxue every day. At the beginning, he was a little busy. After looking at the auxiliary sight, he often hits a beat slower when he comes back. As a result, the target has escaped and then becomes more and more proficient. So far, he has hit the target 20 times in a row, and has not allowed the enemy plane to escape.

Another row of words flashed on the screen: "Now remove the auxiliary sight and use your own eyes to make judgments."

Zhen Cheng replied: "Okay!"

Removed the auxiliary sight. At this time, without the help of electronic instruments, the movement speed, distance, wind direction and other factors of the enemy plane had to be estimated by himself. He took a deep breath: "Okay, let's start!"

A green wolf rushed out from behind the hill and ran quickly from the front. Zhen Cheng immediately raised the 150 cannon. How much should it be ahead? The speed of the enemy plane was about 120 kilometers. The distance between me and him was about 800 meters, with no wind, 15 degrees, and normal air pressure. Zhen Cheng's mind was a lot of data flashed through his mind. Thinking made his reaction slow for a moment. The enemy plane almost escaped. He quickly pulled the trigger. Unfortunately, the shells did not hit the target directly, but passed two meters ahead of the target.

"It's only two meters away, but fortunately, not too much. It seems that your training these days has not been in vain." Zaochun Qianxue's encouragement flashed on the screen: "A little more auxiliary equipment training, use your eyes to get used to the speed of the enemy aircraft. After you are proficient, you don't even need to convert the enemy's speed into specific values ​​to determine how much advance to hit."

"Well, thank you, Lieutenant Zaochun." Zhen Cheng sincerely thanked.

“This is the end of today’s shooting training”

Zaochun Qianxue took off her helmet and turned back into a little mute who could not speak.

Zhen Cheng also took off his helmet and smiled and said, "Okay, it's time for me to teach you the sword technique next."

Practicing sword skills is different from practicing shooting. If you want to use good sword skills when manipulating mecha warriors, the driver himself must also learn sword skills. Zhen Cheng picked up his Tang sword, and Zaochun Qianxue also picked up his famous sword to prepare for the long ship of the long boat.

Zaochun Qianxue is a woman who pays great attention to etiquette. Since it is now her turn to learn from Zhen Cheng, she immediately regarded Zhen Cheng's identity as a "master" and bowed respectfully to Zhen Cheng. When she first started teaching her sword skills a few days ago, Zhen Cheng would advise her not to be too polite, but after many days of continuous progress, she became accustomed to it.

After the ceremony, Zaochun Qianxue pulled out the long boat Kazuki, held the handle with both hands, opened the bow at her feet, and began to practice the sword technique. She was holding a samurai sword in her hand, but what Zhen Cheng taught her was the ancient Chinese sword technique, and the knife was a little uncomfortable, but Zaochun Qianxue didn't care about this. For her, the knife seemed to have a special meaning.

Swipe, the sword light of the samurai sword is as bright as snow. After several days of continuous training, Zaochun Qianxue's sword technique is already very good. It looks very good when waving, but occasionally there will be movements distorted. Seeing that she stepped on the wrong distance from the soles of her feet, Zhen Cheng immediately shouted: "Pay attention to your feet!"

Zaochun Qianxue received his reminder. When she looked down, she realized that her steps were wrong. Her heart was confused. The sword technique in her hand also became messy. She staggered a few steps and almost fell to the ground. Zhen Cheng quickly stretched out his left hand to hold her slender waist and held her arm with his right hand: "When you use this knife, the force you use in your hands is too strong, which causes all your attention to your hands, and your steps will fall out involuntarily. When you use this knife, your arms should be relaxed."

While saying that, she pulled her hand back, then squatted down, patted her knees with her palms, and slapped her thighs a few times, and said in a deep voice: "Especially, don't relax your legs. Here you must be steady. The most important thing about the ancient Chinese martial arts is the waist and horse. Whether it is swords, guns, swords and halberds, you must have a solid waist and legs to make it come out. I remember that Yamato swordsman has similar considerations, and the power of the waist and horse is essential. When driving a mecha warrior, you should also pay attention to your feet and always pay attention to the adjustment of the gyro stabilization instrument, so that the mecha warriors cannot lose balance."

After Zhen Cheng corrected her legs, he stood up and looked, "Huh? Zaochun Qianxue's entire little face turned red.

"What? Didn't you just do a wrong move? There is no need to blame yourself so much that you blush your face." Zhen Cheng said angrily: "No one is a natural swordsman. Everyone can only use a knife after training. I missed countless times when I was a child. The master who taught me swordsmanship not only scolded me, but also used a stick to beat me. At that time, I was not convinced like you, and I blushed my little face. Haha, I think it's quite childish now."

Early spring Qianxue lowered her head and was speechless.

At this time, Zhang Yingxian's sigh came from the door: "Senior, sometimes you are so smart that you are so stupid that I don't know how to respond, but sometimes you are so stupid. Do you think the Second Lieutenant in the Early Spring blushed because of his unstandard movements?"

"Huh? Are you here?" Zhen Cheng knew that he had something serious when he saw Zhang Yingxian, but before talking about it, he couldn't help asking first: "Then why did she blush?"

Zhang Yingxian snorted coldly: "You put your left hand around her waist and your right hand on her thigh. How can she not blush? But she can't speak and cannot protest, so she has to endure it silently. Please be more thoughtful and check the mood of the female comrades-in-arms. Don't be so careless and treat us as heartless men."

Zhen Cheng: ""
Chapter completed!