…

After shooting several times in a row, Linn's right hand was numb from the recoil, but the shooting results were still not ideal, and the bullets could barely hit the target.

"I still have a lot of room for appreciation."

Linn sat on the ground, looking at the pistol in his hand, recalling the shooting action just now, and felt that there were still many shortcomings.

The energy pistol is not heavy, but it does not feel good in the hand.

Linn raised the gun high, aligned the sight hole, front sight and target on a horizontal line, and adjusted the position of the force.

He tightened his knee joints, straightened his elbow joints slightly, and found the best angle between the arm holding the gun and his body through repeated shooting.

One shot fired.

Hit the target!

A look of satisfaction suddenly appeared on Lin En's face.

He also changed his posture and shot many times in standing, lying and kneeling positions, seeking the best shooting action in various postures.

Stand, lie down, kneel!

Bang!

…

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Urgent knocks on the door were interspersed with gunshots. Linn rubbed his ears and walked quickly to open the door.

Outside the door, a man wearing a jacket and a crew cut with yellow hair was holding his chest angrily. When he saw Lin En, he scolded him.

"Brother Lin, why did you stay up so late at night and put flowers at home? Why is it such a lively birthday today?"
Chapter completed!