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Chapter 1005

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Bang!

The muzzle spewed out flames.

Even though it was just a visual contact, Lu Zhou could still feel the deadly heat from the shell that was peeled off from the case and the faint green smoke that was coming out of it.

However, he was still a rookie, so he didn't have the energy to think about it. Every inch of his muscles was used to suppress the rising muzzle.

Bang, bang!

A total of ten gunshots were fired.

It was almost finished within ten seconds.

Lu Zhou put the gun on the table and took off his noise-canceling headset. Yan Yan walked over with the target paper and spoke with approval.

"You hit the chest target five times, and your average is almost nine … Not bad, you've only practiced for three days, and I only got seven or eight after a week of practice. What's the advantage of a mathematician shooting? Or do you know how to calculate the trajectory? "

"You're overthinking it, I don't need to learn anything. At most, I can learn some skills faster." Lu Zhou looked at the target and said, "Also, this is a fixed target. If I and the target both move, it's possible that I can't even hit the target."

He had been at the training base in the suburbs of Haizhou for two weeks.

In these two weeks, with the help of Yan Yan and several other instructors from the General Staff Department, he received basic training in shooting, first aid, evacuation, and other basic subjects.

Even though the training wasn't particularly arduous, it was quite boring.

Other than the excitement he felt when he touched the gun for the first time, the next few target practice sessions made him feel like his wrist and shoulder were being torn apart. There was nothing else that could make him feel happy.

"Don't be too pessimistic," Yan Yan said as she patted Lu Zhou's shoulder. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Do you want to try a moving target?"

"No need, this thing hurts my hand." Lu Zhou shook his head and said, "Also, will you give me a gun after I practice?"

Yan Yan spoke without hesitation.

"No."

Although he expected her to say this, Lu Zhou couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard her unhesitant tone.

"… Then why the hell should I practice?"

What he hated the most was wasting time on meaningless things.

"Practicing this isn't so that you'll have a chance to use it. It's just so that you know how to operate it in case you have to use it one day. Most importantly, this training will give you a basic understanding of a few commonly used firearms, at least … "

Yan Yan wanted to think of an appropriate metaphor to increase her persuasiveness. After thinking for a while, she shrugged and said, "At least I won't pee my pants because of gunshots."

Lu Zhou: "…"

Peeing his pants …

This was too exaggerated.

Lu Zhou felt that if something dangerous really happened, he would probably still be afraid, but peeing his pants was something that would ruin his image. He definitely couldn't do it.

Lu Zhou thought about this and spoke casually.

"You make it sound so real. Do you have any experience in this field?"

Hearing this, Yanyan was stunned at first, then she blushed uncontrollably and glared at him.

"Don't talk back to me! I'm your teacher now, so just listen to what I say! "

She cleared her throat and put on a serious expression. "Shooting class is over, theory class is about to begin! The first question is, what should you do if the convoy is attacked by a bomb and you are lucky enough to escape? "

Lu Zhou: "Get out of the car and look for cover?"

Yan Yan stared at him and said, "Wrong! The correct answer is to stay in the car. Congratulations, your survival rate dropped from 75% to 50%. Remember, please trust your driver. They are the best soldiers, and they know what to do better than you! Under normal circumstances, we will arrange at least three cars of the same model in your convoy to confuse the enemy. Getting out of the car will only expose your exact location!

"Next question! After you got out of the car, you heard a gunshot. It came from a tall building not far away. The attacker was holding a police sniper rifle or something more powerful. What should you do now? "

Lu Zhou originally wanted to say go back to the car, but he suddenly had an idea. What if the enemy was using an anti-materiel rifle?

Wouldn't that be rubbing against the ground?

Therefore, he changed his answer.

"… Run in an S shape?"

This answer should be fine.

After all, if you don't run in an S shape, you can't run in a straight line, right?

He didn't expect Yan Yan to spit on him.

"S shape? Do you think it's chicken dinner? You can't even fly! Congratulations, your survival rate has dropped from 50% to 25%. You only have a one-in-four chance of surviving. The correct answer is to immediately find a solid cover and wait for someone to save you! Third question, what should I do if I'm pointed at by a gun? This is a free mark question, don't get it wrong again! "

Lu Zhou: "…"

MMP!

I only have a one-in-four chance of surviving. Do you have to curse me like this?

Also, I feel like the last question is the real free mark question.

Nitrogen shield?

Probably works.

But it doesn't make sense to say it here.

Also, that thing is a one-time use item. It's hard to say how powerful it is. Anyway, he hasn't tried it before. Only the system knows if it can block bullets.

Lu Zhou thought about this problem for a while. He couldn't think of a good solution.

Honestly, logically speaking, even if he trained for a week or two, would a mathematician who spent most of his time in the library have a chance against a well-trained soldier?

Unless the soldier was kicked in the head by a donkey.

Lu Zhou analyzed various possibilities and spoke in an uncertain tone.

"… Close my eyes?"

Hearing this, Yanyan sighed.

"… I really have to give it to you, you perfectly avoided all the correct answers."

His survival rate had dropped to zero.

However, this time, Yan Yan didn't ridicule him.

After a pause, she changed to a serious tone and continued.

"If it really comes to that … we can just surrender."

Lu Zhou: "Isn't that embarrassing?"

Yan Yan said in a serious tone, "It's not embarrassing if you survive! You must remember, no matter what happens, no matter what situation you encounter, the most important thing is to preserve your life! You're not like us, don't do something stupid like dying. "

Don't worry about that, I'm not that smart.

Lu Zhou sighed.

"… It's so dangerous, I'll just give up."

He was a troublesome person.

He was interested in the International Congress of Mathematicians, not to mention that the organizer was going to give him an award. However, he didn't think that a visit to a neighboring country would be so troublesome.

He said he was only going to train for a week, but he had already wasted two weeks here.

If he had the time, he might as well sit in his room and quietly do math problems for a while.

Yan Yan saw that Lu Zhou was starting to think it was troublesome, so she quickly spoke.

"Don't, you've been training for two weeks, it's a shame to give up! Also, I'm just saying, do you know what it means to prepare for a rainy day? If an accident happens, it will be too late to prepare. Therefore, I'm telling you all this now in the hope that after that one in ten thousand possibility happens, the probability of you being safe will be higher. "

Lu Zhou: "I don't think there's any point in learning this if I encounter an opponent like Wang Peng."

Yan Yan said, "But you can't just give up, right? You have to find a safe place to hide. "

"Then what?"

"Then wait for our people to come and save you!"

"Save me … from here?"

"Sort of."

Yan Yan didn't look like she was joking, so Lu Zhou said, "How are you going to get there?"

Yan Yan smiled mysteriously.

"You'll know in two weeks."



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