22 Habits
Remove the magazine, and the full magazine was a little heavy. He pushed up the pile with a slight sound. The magazine was stuck into the butt stock, and the magazine was stored and the bullet display jumped directly to two hundred.
Aim, collect the gun, press the latch, the magazine falls into your hand, and the magazine is displayed to zero...
Xue Yifei rolled his eyelids helplessly: "Is it fun?"
Chen Yifei smiled and said nothing, "Am I playing? Do you think everyone is like you, and you can use it with just a gun?"
"That's it!" Xue Yifei was proud and had no intention of being modest.
"Tsk, show off!" Chen Yifei pushed the magazine up again, and did not remove it again this time.
He has become familiar with him all the way and is barely skilled.
When he heard Xiaomou's beard say that he was getting the equipment, he muttered in his heart, "Have you just handed it in when you didn't enter the base?" He sent it again in a blink of an eye. Isn't this fart taking off his pants?
I only realized when I saw the new equipment that I was sending a full set of equipment, rifles, magazines, carrying tools and various protective gears. I just sent it to my hands and put it on my body.
Except for the lack of military uniforms, everything else is available.
The carrying tool is particularly interesting. This thing is similar to a thickened horse clip, but there are many small things on it, including magazines, pistols, and sabers and grenades.
Especially there is something behind it, you can suck it by just leaning it on top. It is so easy to pull it out.
Xue Yifei helped Chen Yifei wear his equipment and took off his rifle from his back: "Do you know me?"
Chen Yifei shook his head.
Lao Xue smiled: "The scorpion-type rifle has a supportless structure, and uses a 5.7mm shellless bullet. The biggest feature is the support magazine..."
The so-called support magazine is not simply putting the magazine in the buttstock, but using the magazine as the stock. After removing the magazine, there is almost only a shell left.
The magazine was even full of bullets. It was so big that it had no similarity to traditional magazines. Chen Yifei thought about it, but he didn't understand how this thing was used to supply bullets.
He wanted to take apart one and take a look, but found that the magazines were fully enclosed. The magazine was the ammunition supply device that occupied the gun and was also a storage container for bullets. The sealing was only opened if it was loaded into the gun. Except for the different texture, it was no different from a brick before it was loaded into the gun. It was taken out and photographed by the police without being misunderstood by the police... If there was any here!
In short, Lao Xue, who is a good teacher, helped Chen Yifei popularize his gun knowledge and finally warned him: "This thing is not much like other guns, so you'd better be proficient first."
Chen Yifei immediately replied: "Who am I? Do you know that Chen Yifei is humble and easy to learn from?"
Everyone burst into laughter, but he didn't feel shy at all. Instead, he looked proud and quite proud, which was quite true to Lao Xue's true teachings.
Fatty Luo couldn't help but sigh that it was difficult to learn, but after learning bad things, Chen Yifei and Lao Xue didn't know each other for a long time, but in just a few days, Lao Xue was forced to lead Lao Xue to do anything!
While speaking, the Zapaijun left the base and returned to the hotel under the leadership of Fatty Luo.
Fatty Luo said nothing, but walked in front with a gun. Xue Yifei took the initiative and pointed at him. Then he became Dazhuang and Buxiao followed him behind Fatty Luo. Old Xue and Chen Yifei followed the last, and the others walked in the middle.
Moreover, everyone has their own position, and they cannot rush around at will, nor can they speak without any restraint. They must concentrate and observe every corner of their sight, especially those places where people can hide... well, brown dogs can hide.
"This is for your own good!" Xue Yifei explained his behavior in this way.
Some people understand and some people don’t understand, but it doesn’t affect everyone’s obedience to command.
But in a few minutes, the miscellaneous army returned to the hotel successfully. After everyone entered the door, they wanted to leave, but they didn't want to be called back by Xue Yifei: "It's 9:02 now, I'll give you fifteen minutes to pack up your things. It won't be out of date, so we will disband!"
Don't short of money to complain: "Hey, what do you mean?"
"It's literally, you have fourteen minutes and fifty seconds left!"
"I can't afford to offend you!" Buqian turned around and left with great sincerity.
Although Xue Yifei did not have any management position, his performance on the battlefield left a deep impression on others and invisibly established initial authority.
Fatty Luo asked in confusion: "Old Xue, what are you doing? Do you treat them as your soldiers?"
"Take it down quickly, I don't want it for free." Xue Yifei was so disgusted.
"Then you still..."
"Have you left yet?" Xue Dahushou smiled, "It is good to let them get used to it."
Chen Yifei was so confused. What's the benefit?
"Why are you stunned?" Old Xue glared at Xiao Chen, "You have fourteen minutes and twenty-one seconds left!"
"Oh!" Chen Yifei agreed, not caring about it at all.
He didn't have many things, the most important thing was the holographic pendant hanging around his neck, which contained holographic photos of his parents.
But the old saying goes, "The family is worth a lot of money and there are only a few things. If you don't want anything, you will be alone."
Lao Xue was displeased: "Oh what, you want to answer yes!"
Chen Yifei asked questions, and he wanted to knock Lao Xue's head open to see if he was crazy: "Why?"
"What's the reason?" Lao Xue said while holding the gun, "Do you understand?"
"I don't understand!" Chen Yifei told the truth.
Lao Xue felt upset: "I called you to answer, and said what the answer was yes, have you remembered?"
Seeing that his expression was particularly fierce, Chen Yifei wanted to refute it but was really guilty, so he could only agree against his will: "Yes!"
Xue Yifei tripped the garlic under his feet and almost fell to his horse: "What are you answering at this time?"
"Didn't you ask me to say yes?"
"Then you can see when... Forget it, just do whatever you want!" Xue Yifei felt so tired that the whole world was dark.
Chen Yifei was puzzled for a while. It was you who said it was just the plain and it was you who said it was just the dark. What exactly do you want to do?
There was no change in the room, Comrade Xiao Chen sorted out and packed his bag.
In fact, it was just a few pieces of change of clothes. This was his only property. It was not enough to buy a magazine after all, and it was still the same as if it was not equipped with bullets.
Lao Xue had more things. Two large boxes were opened, and everything was completely untidy and was in his own position. It was so comfortable that there was no need to clean it up.
However, Chen Yifei has seen it several times and is unsightly.
Xue Yifei didn't pack up his things at all, but instead found a set of military green clothes to change into it, found a personal terminal that looked particularly delicate and wore it on his arms, a pair of glasses with very large lenses, and finally took out a small bag and put a few items under the box in the back. The scattered clothes were thrown there without even a glance.
"Let's go." Xue Yifei said.
Chapter completed!