Chapter 21, 10,000 bullets per person per day!

Seeing the lit system prompt, Lu Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up.

"It's really dozing off. Someone passes a pillow, and someone wants to eat milk. It's just time!"

Excited Lu Xuan understands that although there is only 20 days of unlimited use, it can save a lot of money, and at the same time, it can further improve everyone's shooting level!

"Don't be lazy, shoot me more, enough bullets!"

Dachun and the others who were checking the guns turned around and immediately screamed in surprise.

I saw Lu Xuan pushing a flatbed truck with boxes of ammunition piled up like a hill.

"Let me go, how many bullets are this?!"

Chen Zhiyu, who looked up at the flatbed truck, stretched out his green fingers and counted the bullet boxes little by little.

"There are a total of 50,000 bullets here. Starting today, 10,000 bullets per person will be launched every day!"

"10,000 rounds?!!!"

The mouths of all four of Yuan Hua opened in surprise, becoming an "O" shape.

"One person is 10,000, and every day is 50,000!!" Xiaojin looked at Lu Xuan and shouted in surprise: "You are crazy, Lu Xuan, bullets are so expensive, the five of us have to beg for food for one day of practice!!! "

"The boss sees me as handsome and insists on admitting me as a godfather, and then he sends me bullets every day. You say it is irritating but not irritating."

Lu Xuan made up nonsense, Xiaojin and the others were dumbfounded.

Although everyone knew that Lu Xuan was joking, everyone didn't want to break the casserole and ask the question to the end.

One is that Lu Xuan's personality is very mixed, he doesn't want to say, don't even want to know if you kill him.

The second is that since entering the country of Swiss, Lu Xuan has constantly brought them surprises. They increasingly feel that Lu Xuan is an unfathomable master. Together with awe, they will not pursue these details so much.

"What are you still trying to do? Come over and move the bullet!"

After being shouted by Lu Xuan, everyone immediately came back to their senses and walked over to carry the bullets.

Now that it's all right, with enough bullets, the four of Xiaojin can make it hard and train madly.

"Da da da da da da da!"

"Da da da da da da da!"

Fire tongues came out of everyone's guns, and the bullets were mercilessly vented on the target.

Box after box of bullets are constantly being loaded and shot out, and soon the ground is full of piles of shells.

In a blink of an eye, the setting sun slanted westward, and a day passed

At this moment, the shoulders of Chen Zhiyu and others, as well as the fingers that pulled the trigger, and both arms, were all red, swollen and sore.

All the people who packed up their weapons and walked out of the shooting training ground were complaining.

"Good guy, this shot looks very cool, but I didn't expect it to be so tired!" Yuan Hua complained while alive with his arm.

At this moment, the three of Chen Zhiyu were silent, pulling their steps forward.

It's not that they don't want to answer, but that they are tired enough to return, and walking has become a particularly terrible burden.

Seeing everyone dangling forward like penguins, Lu Xuan twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "It's good today. Everyone is training very hard. I will add a dish tonight, and I will continue my efforts tomorrow."

"Ah-training tomorrow?" Chen Zhiyu prolonged the ending, with endless bitterness on his face.

"Lu Xuan, we all have blisters, can't we take a day off tomorrow?" Yuan Hua opened his neckline and wanted to show Lu Xuan his shoulder.

"Yeah!" The other three also nodded in agreement with Yuan Hua, while looking at Lu Xuan expectantly, hoping that he could promise to rest tomorrow.

"Want to rest tomorrow?!" Lu Xuan smiled and looked at everyone with interest.

"Yes!" Xiao Jin and others shouted in unison.

"That...."

Lu Xuan deliberately prolonged his tone, and everyone looked forward to the words behind him.

But who knows, Lu Xuan turned quickly, and said to the crowd full of stars: "Then you just think about it."

"you...."

The corners of Chen Zhiyu's mouth twitched, and they squeezed out their greetings to Lu Xuan: "Your uncle, Lu Xuan."

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Under the leadership of Lu Xuan, Dachun and they carried out rigorous shooting training every day.

Hard work is particularly hard, but everyone’s progress is also visible to the naked eye.

It was too difficult to raise the gun in the first few days, and everyone was still dangling, but now the hands are steady, and one move for an hour without shouting tired.

And with such high-intensity bullet shooting every day, everyone's shooting accuracy has been quickly improved.

From the original score of 5 rings per capita, it has been improved to 7 rings.

Although Lu Xuan also knew that this was just a static shooting at a shooting range, which was indistinguishable from the real and complicated.

But at the very least, Chen Zhiyu and the others had their eyes blacked from the moment they picked up the gun, and now they can decisively shoot. This is really a qualitative change caused by a quantitative change.

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