Half an hour later, Dabing kept pulling the sleeve and then listening. After every time Dabing listened, Dabing secretly remembered the sound in his mind, pulled the sleeve with a military pistol that was damaged in somewhere, and then distinguished the two sounds...
The gun king in the secret room saw that the soldier began to distinguish a good military pistol and a damaged military pistol. The corner of his mouth raised slightly and said with a smile, "This guy seems to have saved me a lot of worry. I will find the trick so quickly."
After saying that, the gun king walked out of the surveillance room in diameter. Dabing had no idea that his every move was being monitored by the gun king. An hour later, Dabing took a deep breath, his hands trembled slightly, and the damaged military gun became scattered on the table.
Dabing began to check the parts and see how he heard. When Dabing picked up the firing needle, the corner of his mouth raised, smiled, and was slightly excited. After more than an hour of listening, Dabing finally recorded the sound of the army with a pistol.
And accurately found the damaged parts. Dabing quickly put the damaged military pistol in place, then picked up another military pistol and started to make judgments. Dabing gently pulled the sleeve, and after a moment of silence...
"This gun should have a tracheal rupture and a crack appeared..." Dabing said to himself, shaking his hand gently. Dabing picked up the tracheal and checked it. Sure enough, a three-centimeter crack appeared at the front of the tracheal.
An hour later, the Gun King returned to the monitoring room and watched the soldier pick up a damaged gun, pull the sleeve, and said to himself, "This one should be damaged by a single-shot lever..."
As he said that, Dabing's hand shook slightly, picked up the single-shot lever, and found that the single-shot lever was indeed broken. From the surveillance head, he saw Dabing accurately find the damaged part of the gun with the sound. The Gun King couldn't help but breathe a breath of air conditioning, his face full of bitter smiles. The Gun King couldn't help but remember that when he cultivated the sense of the gun, it took him half a month to tell which part of the pistol was damaged from the sound. But now compared with Dabing, even the Gun King felt a little ashamed.
This guy has too strong comprehension ability. It took more than an hour to cultivate the sense of the pistol. Just as the Gun King was so moved, Da Seng combined the pistol. Seeing Da Seng's skillful movements, the Gun King's eyes were extremely excited...
What did he want to do? The Gun King was excited, but when he saw the next scene, the Gun King was stunned. The soldier picked up a mini submachine gun and looked at the mini submachine gun carefully. Could it be that he had completely developed the sense of a pistol?
Da Soldier held the micro submachine gun with his thumb, index finger, middle finger, and three fingers. Seeing this action, the Gun King was stunned. Da Soldier's hand shook slightly, and the micro submachine gun sounded from nowhere, but the micro submachine gun did not change at all.
"This kid! He...can he imagine..." The Gun King was a little surprised and continued to stare at the soldiers in the picture. The first time he failed to dismantle the micro submachine gun, the soldier was silent for a moment, and then shook it gently the second time, and the micro submachine gun still remained unchanged.
Crack... The third time I shook my hand, the mini-submachine gun was still not disassembled. The Gun King smiled and looked at the surveillance monitor, and said with a smile, "This kid, I'm really looking forward to how long he can disassemble the mini-submachine gun..."
After a few minutes of silence, the soldier picked up the miniature submachine gun. The power on his right shoulder gathered on his three fingers. His hand shook slightly, and the power of the three fingers exerted force in a series, and then he immediately retracted it, with only a crisp sound of clicking.
The Gun King, who was sitting in front of the surveillance monitor, couldn't help but stand up from the chair and stared at the soldiers in the picture incredibly, four times! In just ten minutes! This guy was able to use the instant disassembly method to disassemble the miniature submachine gun!
Genius! This guy is definitely a genius! No, he should be a geek! Genius is not as terrifying as him. The Gun King shouted excitedly in his heart. He was even more looking forward to what surprises the soldiers would bring him when they cultivate their gunshot skills in the future.
In the warehouse, Dabing was deeply attracted by these guns, especially after new discoveries and new understandings, Dabing was already exhausted, and even the Gun King in the surveillance room was staring at the scene without turning his eyes.
I don’t know how long it took, a soldier in the monitoring room knocked on the door and said, “Battery Commander, do you want me to send you some food?”
The Gun King shook his hand and continued to stare at the surveillance monitor. The soldier kept listening to the sound from the initial pistol to tell the parts that were damaged. An hour later, the basic submachine gun soldier could tell where the parts were damaged by just pulling the handle.
The King of Guns witnessed the growth of the soldiers step by step. He was very pleased and extremely proud. Taking this soldiers as his disciple was the most proud thing he has lived to this day. The King of Guns is sure that this soldiers will shine in the future!
I don’t know how long it took, the soldiers outside the door walked in and asked, “Battery Commander, do you want me to bring you some food?”
The Gun King looked at the soldier impatiently and said, "Have you finished it? How many times have you done this? I said I won't eat it, uh... wait, how many points are now?"
The soldier standing outside the door replied respectfully, "Report to the battalion commander, it is already one o'clock in the morning. You have not eaten since you came at seven o'clock in the morning..."
At this time, the Gun King realized that time passed so quickly. Looking at the time, the Gun King looked helpless. Although he wanted to continue training the soldiers, the butcher would still have to find soldiers to train tomorrow. If he kept the soldiers here for one night, the butcher might have to come to him tomorrow to fight to his death.
"I understand, you go down." The King of Gun said lightly, pushed open the door, walked towards the warehouse, and came to the warehouse. The King of Gun directly pushed open the door of the warehouse.
Suddenly seeing the King of Guns come in, Dabing came back to his senses from his excitement. The King of Guns looked at Dabing, his face full of smiles and said, "Boy, today's training is over here. Let's go and eat something."
The two of them came directly to the residence of the King of Guns. The King of Guns asked the soldier to sit and wait for a while and go to get food by himself. The soldier sat on the chair with nothing to do. Soon the soldier found a picture of a weapon on the table. The soldier picked it up curiously, but when the soldier looked down, his eyes showed shock and excited gaze...
Soon the Gun King made some food casually. After the two of them finished eating, the soldier couldn't help asking, "This is..."
The King of Gun looked at the excited gaze in the soldier's eyes, and the King of Gun said proudly, "This is a heavy gun I have transformed. It has not been completed yet. After the transformation is made, even the fighter can knock it down with one shot..."
Looking at the powerful appearance of the gun on the drawing, Dabing couldn't help swallowing and carrying the gun to bomb the plane. I'm afraid no one is more crazier than the Gun King!