Genius Club.

Chapter 543 Pulling the hook

Chapter 543 Pulling the hook
"Hmm...it doesn't seem like an important day."

The man looked at this string of ordinary dates and didn't feel anything special:
"CC, let's search the other rooms. From what we can see, this research institute is indeed a pure land that has never been entered. We may find some useful materials."

Afterwards, the two men left the computer room and began to sweep the underground floor.

Sure enough, there are a lot of treasures here.

In a storage warehouse, the two found a large amount of weapons and ammunition!

The man tried them one by one and found that most of the weapons were damaged, but the bullets wrapped in oil paper were intact.

After a series of tests, it was finally determined that the weapons that could be used were...

three pistols, ten pistol magazines;
two automatic rifles, six rifle magazines;
two stun guns;
Dozens of boxes of bullets of various calibers.

The firepower is extremely fierce.

"Great CC, this trip was a great success."

The man slung two rifles over his body and said with a smile:

"With these weapons, especially these two automatic rifles, it will be enough to defeat those bad guys and rescue your parents."

CC nodded and stroked one of the pistols:
"There are a lot of bullets here. Can you teach me how to shoot?"

"of course can."

The man agreed immediately and pointed upwards:

"Let's climb up there and get these supplies up there, and then we'll go outside and teach you how to shoot."

……

Bang!Bang!
In the jungle outside the abandoned research institute, CC held the gun with both hands, as if facing a formidable enemy; he closed his left eye, aimed his right eye at a tree trunk a few meters away, and pressed the trigger hard.

Two bullets were fired from the muzzle and missed the tree trunk.

"You can't do this."

The bearded man shook his head:

"Fighting with a pistol is not a shooting competition, so accuracy is relatively unimportant. You take too long to aim like this, and by the time you aim the muzzle at the target... the other party has already fired the entire magazine at you."

"Then don't you need to aim?" CC asked, turning around.

The bearded man shook his finger:
"It's not that you don't need to aim, but you don't need to aim through the sights on the pistol. This is meaningless in combat."

He walked forward, stood behind the little girl, held CC's hands with both hands, and lowered them:
"The effective range of a pistol is actually only a few meters. Once the enemy is more than ten meters away from you, the probability of you being able to hit him is very small. It's completely a matter of luck."

"So, in this situation, don't be stingy with bullets or focus on accuracy. Use your eyes to observe the surroundings and cover, and judge the situation. Leave the shooting to your hands, and just make sure the general direction is correct."

"You don't need to hit the target every time, nor do you need every bullet to hit the enemy's vital points and kill him... Even if you finish a magazine of bullets and only one bullet hits his leg, that's enough."

"So, don't treat actual combat as a shooting competition that requires accuracy and precision. When there is sufficient ammunition, fire coverage is always the best solution. Do you understand?"

CC studied very seriously, kept all the teachings in mind, and nodded.

"it is good."

The bearded man smiled and supported her arm:
"Let's try it again. Imagine that the tree in front of us is a bad guy and start shooting now."

CC understood and took a deep breath.

Then he narrowed his eyes, his gaze fierce—

Boom boom boom boom boom!!
She didn't aim with her eyes, but simply used all the strength of her arms to suppress the recoil and emptied the magazine directly at the tree trunk in front of her.

In an instant, three small flowers appeared on the bark, indicating that three bullets had hit the tree.

"good."

The man exclaimed:
"You have a strong ability to balance your body. I can feel that you adjusted your posture and strength to neutralize the recoil of the pistol."

"This should be your talent. All you need to do next is practice more and adapt more, and you will become more and more proficient."

"Remember, don't be stingy with bullets! Don't pursue cost-effectiveness! Don't pursue killing the enemy with one strike! You have a lot of bullets and a lot of magazines, but you only have one life, and there is no room for error."

CC followed the man's instructions, pushed out the empty magazine, then grabbed the new magazine from his waist and pushed it directly in, pouring all the bullets into the tree trunk again.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!
This time the shooting was obviously more stable, and there were five more craters on the bark, which were relatively concentrated.

"Is this really okay?"

CC is a little confused:

"My idea of shooting is to kill one enemy with one bullet. This way I can avoid changing magazines too frequently and being caught by the enemy."

"Haha, there is no such good thing."

The man was amused:
"The enemy is not a wooden target. They will jump, hide, and dodge. They are not standing there for you to shoot. How can you hit the target every time?"

"But aren't you?"

CC blinked and looked at the bearded man:
"You shoot so fast that you can't see your aim clearly, but every shot hits the head."

"I……"

The man was speechless for a moment.

He looked down at his hands, was silent for a while, and said softly:
"I don't know what's wrong with me, but like you said, my marksmanship is really good, and it probably wasn't acquired overnight."

"But I can't tell you the specific reasons and techniques because I don't remember them myself... I lost my memory completely. I had no idea how to use the pistol before I touched it. I relied entirely on muscle memory."

"That's why I said you're a sharpshooter!"

CC's eyes sparkled:

"[Your marksmanship is so amazing. I don't think I'll ever see another sharpshooter as good as you in my lifetime!]"

"That's not necessarily the case."

The man spread his hands:
"There are always people better than you. Who can guarantee that you won't meet someone else like you? Maybe you'll meet someone better than me in the future."

"Okay, time is running out, let's continue practicing. We will set out to rescue your parents tomorrow... If the three brown-skinned strong men don't return for a long time after the mission, the bad guys' tribe will definitely get suspicious."

CC nodded, filled the empty magazine with bullets, and continued shooting at the tree trunk.

……

Night falls and everything becomes dark.

Fortunately, the moonlight was good tonight, shining across the sky and illuminating everything white, allowing the two people in the heart of the valley to see everything around them without the need for torches.

CC's shooting training ended in the evening. As expected of a little hunter who had been hunting with her father since she was a child, she was indeed very talented, had strong body coordination, and strong arms, and she mastered it quickly.

Even though it was only half a day of training and sharpening of skills before the battle, it was enough to assist the men in fighting.

In the face of kinetic weapons, the human body is so fragile.

No matter who pulls the trigger, even if it is a little girl or even a dog, the bullet can easily take away one's life.

This is the power of science and technology, and it is also the ultimate use of tools by humans.

At night, the two picked some wild fruits in the mountains and climbed up the outer wall to the second floor of the institute to explore.

In the warehouse on the second floor, we actually found some well-preserved canned meat.

This is good stuff!

Theoretically, canned food has basically no shelf life as long as the outer packaging is not damaged, and can be eaten normally no matter how many years pass.

Of course, to be on the safe side, it is better to cook the meat inside.

Although there was no shortage of meat sources in this era, the ancient seasonings in cans were still very precious, so the bearded man and CC both preferred the seasoned meat in cans to the primitive barbecue.

After a hearty meal on the rooftop of the second floor of the institute, the two watched the fire gradually die out and lay on the floor to look at the stars together.

As autumn approaches, the silvery Milky Way is clearly visible.

Neither the man nor CC spoke. They lay there quietly, enjoying the gentle night breeze and watching the stars turn.

Grand, and small.

This paradise surrounded by the Blade-Edge Mountains is just a corner of the earth, so small that it is insignificant.

But if you look at the starry sky.

But you can see the stars billions of light years away and have a panoramic view of most of the universe.

“VV, do you often look at the stars?”

CC, who was resting his hand next to him, said softly.

"I do not know."

The bearded man said softly:
"I don't remember anything about the past. Many things make me feel strange, yet familiar, but... they are just feelings, without any specific feelings."

CC stared at the sky intently, the stars and the moon reflected fluorescence in his pupils:

"I really like looking at the stars. Maybe it's because I have nothing to do at night. Since I was a child, my father often took me to lie flat on the grass and look at the stars, just like now."

"Although my father is a hunter, he is actually very knowledgeable. He told me many stories about stars, constellations, the sun and the moon."

"He has a high reputation in our village. Everyone respects him. I also admire my father because he knows everything and seems to know everything. He can always answer all my questions."

"I see it."

The bearded man said softly:
"Although you are young, you are very sensible, polite, and kind. It is not difficult to see from many details that your parents have educated you very well, which naturally shows that your parents are also very good people."

"Right! Hehe."

Hearing the man acknowledge his father like this, CC smiled happily:

"When I grow up, I want to be like my father, who can stand on his own feet and contribute to the village, making everyone's life better!"

"So, in this situation, everyone in the village has been captured. How can I escape by myself? I have to do something to rescue everyone."

talking.

She suddenly thought of something and tilted her head to glance at the silent man:

"Speaking of which... VV, do you have a family?"

After a pause, she continued:
"Do you have a wife? Do you have children?"

"Although I know you have lost your memory, but before you hibernate, you should have left yourself some souvenirs or photos or something, right? At least you can know if you have any family, right?"

The man looked at the starry sky, took a deep breath through his nose, and exhaled slowly:
"I do not know."

He closed his eyes:
"When I woke up in that underground space, everything around me was in a mess. I searched everywhere I could find, but there was almost nothing except a shiny trash can."

"I didn't find any photos or notebooks. So I'm not sure if I have any family or children."

CC supported herself on the ground with her palms, sat up, and looked at the man's weathered and hairy face:

"You should be married. After all... you are really not young anymore. You look about the same age as my father."

"maybe."

The man replied:

"But in this situation... where are my family members? There's a high probability that they are no longer here."

"Although I don't know why I hibernated, it was obvious that I hibernated in a hurry and panic. I'm not sure if my family hibernated with me, but I think they probably didn't."

"Plus, there was an inexplicable global disaster in 2504. Although I really hope that my family can survive, it is unlikely to be possible at the moment. Even if they didn't die in the disaster, they would have been buried long ago after more than a hundred years."

Hey.

The man sighed softly.

His expression became lonely and helpless:
"This feeling of missing them but not knowing how to miss them is exactly the most painful. I want to miss them, but I don't know where to start; I want to recall them, but I don't have any memory at all, and I can't even remember their names."

The night breeze made the air slightly cooler.

CC also felt that the tall man next to him seemed to be shrouded in shadow.

lonely.

This sharpshooter man was in an unspeakable loneliness.

He has no relatives.

No friends,

Even, there is no memory.

I don’t know who I am;

I don’t know where the road leads;

I don’t know where to go.

She stretched out her small hand and pressed it on the back of the man's broad hand:
"VV."

She called softly:
"If you don't have a family, then join my family and become my family."

CC smiled sweetly, her eyes curved into shallow crescents, and two dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth:

"Once we rescue my parents together, everything will be fine. We will rebuild the village and resume our lives."

"Since you have no home, no memories, and nowhere to go... then come to our house! You are our savior, and my parents will definitely welcome you very much!"

The man was a little surprised.

He also stood up and looked at CC and chuckled:
"Go to your home?"

"Hmm!"

CC nodded solemnly:
"You have to live somewhere, right? This world is full of dangers. Where can you go alone? Why don't you become our family and live together?"

"Really, really, I'm not kidding you, I'm inviting you very seriously and formally! You and my father are about the same age, and we're both very capable. You two will definitely become good friends!"

"Of course, me too. Everyone in the village will be your friend. You can live happily in our village!"

The man lowered his head.

Inexplicably smiled.

Join a new family, a new village, and start a new life.

It was something he had never thought about.

but……

The world is so big, we have to find a place to stay, right?
"alright."

The man raised his head:
"I don't know where to go or where to stay anyway, so I might as well join your village."

"Great!"

CC was very happy to see the man agreed:
"Then we have a deal. You must keep your word!"

She took the man's right hand.

Hook the man's pinky finger with your pinky finger: