Chapter 994 Random Marksmanship

Yang Yi was a little confused. The education he had received since childhood was that it was important to be correct, with correct posture, correct behavior, and correct attitude.

Staying correct is something that is engraved in Yang Yi's bones.

"Is the posture correct?"

"There's nothing wrong with that."

After Ben finished speaking, he thought for a while and said: "Correct posture is very important. Training with the correct posture may feel a little hindered in a short period of time, but over time, after you adapt to the correct posture, you will be able to When it comes to progress, no matter what kind of exercise, if you receive correct training from the time when you don't know it at all, the effect is often better, because a white paper is obviously easier to draw than a paper full of drawings."

Yang Yi immediately realized the problem.

If he is a novice, it is understandable that his movements will be stiff when shooting due to his pursuit of correct posture, but the problem is that he has fired at least tens of thousands of rounds, and he is no longer a novice.

The people who taught Yang Yi to shoot were all experts. They were all the best at shooting in the world, but why didn't they find any problem?

Yang Yi was a little confused.

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Yi said with a confused look: "No one has ever said that my posture is stiff when shooting."

Ben shrugged and said: "Maybe I can only shoot but not fight. I have worked here for a long time and I have seen too many people shoot. I have also seen how a person's shooting state evolves from nervous to relaxed. Yes, you feel like a newbie who has just started shooting."

Like a bright light shining into a dark room.

Yang Yi felt that he had touched something key. He raised his hand and said tremblingly: "Let me think about it."

Discovering problems, summarizing problems, analyzing problems, and then finding solutions to problems are what Yang Yi is good at.

"Does it mean that because I pursued the correct shooting too much, it caused the shooting to be inaccurate?"

Yang Yi expressed his conclusion in a trembling voice.

After Ben tilted his head and thought for a moment, he nodded repeatedly and said: "It can be said that the good shooters I have seen, when they can play their best, they all play in a relaxed state. If you are nervous, Then you can’t fight well.”

"I'm not nervous anymore, but I always remind myself to play well. I understand..."

The window paper will be transparent if you poke it, but if you don't poke it, it won't be transparent.

Yang Yi immediately raised the gun again, but he quickly put it down again, because he found that as long as he raised the gun, he would subconsciously make a standard posture, and his body would always work hard to maintain this correct posture, but The problem is that when shooting, especially when actually shooting with people, it is often impossible to maintain a stable posture.

Correct and standard posture is important, but it is not suitable for a genius like Yang Yi because he pays too much for being correct.

Yang Yi put down the gun, and then said with excitement: "How should I practice?"

Ben thought about it seriously and said, "I don't know."

"have no idea?"

"I'm just an administrator, I'm not a shooting instructor, so I don't know how to teach you."

Yang Yi had seen many excellent shooters, but Ben was the first to point out that his shooting movements were too standard, which led to his inaccurate shots.

"You must know, but you can't remember it for the moment. Please, think carefully about how you practice shooting? Help me, please."

Ben tilted his head and thought for a long time, and then he said helplessly: "Just practice like that."

"How to practice? Can you show me a few shots?"

Ben took the gun from Yang Yi, then he held the gun in one hand, raised it casually, and fired several shots at the target.

All ten rings.

"That's it..."

While talking, Ben handed the gun to his left hand, and then he fired a few more shots, lightly and casually, hitting ten rings.

"Your hands will be shaking. All you need to do is... well, just hit it casually. Just hit it and it'll be accurate."

Ben put down the pistol, and then said with an embarrassed look: "Many people have received too many bullets, and then they can't finish them. I am bored here every day, and I don't like to re-register the bullets I received. So I shot all the remaining bullets, and for many years I just shot them casually. If you asked me to teach you how to shoot, I’m sorry, I can’t teach you.”

Yang Yi was stunned for a while, and then he whispered: "I understand, just fucking blind...just hit him."

Yang Yi picked up the pistol again and replaced it with a magazine, but this time Yang Yi was holding it with one hand, but he immediately found that he had immediately entered a shooting posture.

What Yang Yi calls a shooting posture is when the body and brain react to each other and prepare for the correct shooting method.

Yang Yi put down the gun, tilted his head to the side, pointed the gun at the target and pulled the trigger repeatedly.

Ben was very surprised and said: "What are you doing? I have never seen anyone who can hit the target accurately without looking at the target."

Yang Yi smiled and said: "I am different from you. I just need to pick up the gun and look at the target, and it will automatically enter the correct mode. In order to pursue the correct correct shooting posture, it is not good for me. So what I have to do now is... hit whatever I want."

This time it was really a casual shooting. Yang Yi didn't care about how many rounds he hit. He just loaded the bullets and fired randomly, and then repeated.

Now Yang Yi is just a random shooter. It doesn't matter if he falls in love or not.

Yang Yi finally knew what truly relaxing shooting meant, and now he deliberately avoided remembering this feeling. For him, deliberately remembering it was better than not remembering it at all.

Finally, Yang Yi turned his head, then he looked at the target, tilted his hand and fired the gun sideways.

Hit him sideways, hit him diagonally, swing his arm up and down, hit him left and right, hit him however he wants.

Ben touched his chin and said, "This is the first time I've seen you practice shooting like this. Man, you're wasting bullets."

Yang Yi smiled and said: "We don't have to pay for it ourselves."

"That's true."

While talking to Ben, Yang Yi shot casually. The recoil of the .22 bullet was small, and his hands were not uncomfortable from the shock, so Yang Yi was really relaxed now.

Ben and Yang Yi chatted, and then he helped Yang Yi load bullets into the magazine while chatting. When the magazine was empty, Yang Yi loaded it with Ben.

Just when Yang Yi was feeling good, trouble finally came.

The three people entered the indoor shooting range together, and then they came directly towards Yang Yi.

"Boy, you are hiding here."

A middle-aged man had a smile on his face, but his words were not polite at all.

"You really want us to be easy to find. Why, do you want to escape after taking advantage? This is not right, man. I suggest you go back to the fighting field and have a real fight with us."

Yang Yi put down his gun, and then he said to the person who spoke: "Don't you notice that I'm very busy now? Gentlemen, can you please show the demeanor that a gentleman should have? I told you, I don't have time to play with you anymore. , I will not go to the fighting arena again, thank you."