Chapter 2585 Can Recognize It by Feeling
Chapter 2585 Can recognize it by feeling (Page 1/1)
If everyone mistakenly thought that the pistol belonged to a foreigner when they heard the phrase "the pistol was taken from a foreigner" by the buddies of Muzixi just now, it must have been made by a foreigner, and they would definitely not take it. It is similar to the model name of the country z pistol.
Then what the Muzixi buddies said later was like a giant slap, a resounding slap to all those present who questioned Yunjian.
"What? Gouzi, what did you say? Repeat it for us again!" Mu Zixi's face suddenly changed after hearing what his buddy said. He looked at his buddy and spoke loudly.
A huge question mark crossed Muzixi's heart, he frowned slightly, swept his eyes across the scene half-understood, was stunned, and then spoke:
"I said that the model of this gun is a Type 64 pistol developed by country Z? Why? Am I wrong?"
Just after the words of Muzixi's buddies, Muzixi jumped down the steps and walked towards Yunjian. At the same time, some dazed words came from Muzixi's mouth towards Yunjian:
"I'll go! You really know guns! Awesome! You can recognize the model of the gun just by looking at the dozens of scattered parts! I almost thought you were in the army!"
Muzixi's words fell behind, and his brother finally knew what was going on.
Muzixi's brother also looked at Yun Jian with a shocked face, and said to Yun Jian in front of the stunned people around him:
"I have studied firearms for so many years. This gun is loose. I can't even identify the type of gun at a glance. Can I ask you, how did you recognize the gun at a glance?"
Muzixi's brother is named Jing Cheng, he is a very casual person. Apart from knowing what he likes, he usually doesn't like to talk to others. If he is asked a question in public, he will blush.
Now, after hearing Muzixi's words, knowing that Yun Jian could recognize the types of pistols with these scattered parts, Jing Cheng immediately became interested, and rushed to Yun Jian to ask questions as if he was picking up a bargain.
In fact, not only everyone around wanted to know this question, but even Yun Lian was full of doubts.
What exactly has happened to her sister Yun Jian in the past fifteen years?
"She guessed it by chance, right?" Wan Youyou still didn't believe it, she glanced at Yun Jian, fell silent for two seconds, and then spoke out.
Sure enough, after Wan Youyou's words fell, Yun Jian said: "Feeling."
Recognized the model of this pistol by feeling?
To put it bluntly, it is to recognize the pistol by feeling, but to put it bluntly, isn't it just a coincidence?
Wan Youyou spread out her hands, making an expression of "You see, that's the truth".
Living in the poorest slum in Quzhou, Wan Youyou is also a frog in a well. She doesn't understand pistols, and naturally she doesn't know that there are many types of pistols in the world.
For those who don't understand pistols, if you want to be confused about a type of pistol, it is simply a fantasy.
If you, who don’t know much about pistols, get it right one day, then congratulations, you can immediately buy a lottery ticket and win the five million prize.
"Coincidentally? You don't know how many types of pistols there are in this world!" Jing Cheng said softly.
Later, when Wan Youyou's face changed, he asked Yun Jian again: "Then how did you identify the pistol model by feeling? Can you teach me?"
When Jing Cheng spoke to Yun Jian again, he had changed from "you" to "you".
Unexpectedly, after Jing Cheng asked this question, Yun Jian patted the dusty pants on her sitting on the steps, and pulled Yun Lian down the steps.
Everyone thought that Yun Jian was going to leave without paying attention to Jing Cheng.
But when Yun Jian walked halfway, she turned around suddenly, her beautiful eyes flashed sharply, but Jing Cheng only left a sentence that made everyone present half-understand, but shuddered:
"When one day you have to hold all kinds of firearms in your hands and fight against the enemy, you will naturally recognize the type of firearm by feeling."
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