All in all, he learned a lot of knowledge about shooting and firearms. At least Wei Curcuma didn't have basic problems such as golden fingers, so he was allowed to go shooting.
Naturally, the results were not ideal. After ten rounds of attempts, Wei Curcuma barely managed to reach the thirty-seventh ring in the last round.
The thirty-fifth ring is passing, the forty-fifth ring is good, and the forty-fifth ring and above are excellent.
Wei Eshu was a pure and marginal player. Although he could completely ignore the recoil of the pistol and his hands were extremely stable, he couldn't aim accurately.
He handed over his anti-noise headphones in frustration, as well as the 2011 that was so precious that he was reluctant to return it.
"Shooting requires more practice. Your first time shooting a gun is a good result!"
Old Qiao gave him a passing grade on his last report card and gave it back to him.
"Any good shooter must be fed countless bullets. I have shot more bullets than you have eaten!"
Old Jonathan looked at Wei Zuoshu with an expression that was half frustrated and half unbelieving. He took the 2011 and very skillfully opened the safety, changed the magazine, released the empty magazine and fired.
Five shots in a row hit the target, and the impact points were all concentrated in the high-scoring red dot in the middle. Old Qiao didn't aim very well at all.
Wei Zeshu was so surprised that his jaw almost dropped. The latter then removed the magazine and returned to standby mode.
"You still have to practice, Mr. Wei."
Lao Qiao patted him on the shoulder and said that if you have nothing to do, just come over and practice. Bullets at the northern shooting range are free anyway.
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In this way, Wei Curus achieved the unprecedented record of completing the basic physical fitness course in one go, even before lunch.
When Wei Zeshu handed back the test report card, which was held in a small clip, most of which contained perfect scores and record-breaking test results, and finally entered the results into the computer in front of him, cheers broke out from the watching buddies around him. .
As I said before, the most indispensable thing in this school in the North is awesome people, so if you want to stand out in a place where awesome people gather, then you have to be super awesome.
What is special? That means you have to do things that others can't do, such as running away from Principal Zhenjun's morning class, or getting a score of 80 or above in Lao Wang's class.
And today, what Wei Zuoshu did is definitely awesome. This guy finished all the exams in one go, and got a perfect score like a speed pass in one morning. The most important thing is that his purpose is not Just show off, just to earn some credits.
Such a fresh and refined reason is naturally more awesome than pretending to be a driving force, so Wei Curcuma has completely fulfilled the title of awesome buddy.
Yu Zhiyu accompanied him out of the gym. She didn't like physical training classes very much. Most of her achievements were only so-so. Except for the flexibility part and her excellent swimming results, the rest was really so-so.
Especially long-distance running, she never wanted to do it.
No matter how awesome people are, they still need to eat, so the days go by like this.
Wei Zeshu returned to his short-lived daily life in the north. Most of the time, he read textbooks diligently, went to the library diligently, often met with Liang Cai and Yu Zhiyu, and occasionally took internships from the police when he was free. After returning, Li Shengruo went to the cafeteria to have a good meal together.
Occasionally, she was dragged to the hot springs, ate barbecue, and drank a lot of wine by several senior students from He Daolou. Occasionally, she was recruited by Yu Zhiyu to accompany her to choose clothes.
Life always goes by quickly, but Wei Curcuma's reputation spreads from person to person. People often say hello to him on the street. Wei Curcuma also welcomes everyone who comes, and soon most of the school knows this cool-looking number. He doesn't even have any friends. In fact, although he is a bit of his own way, he is a junior with excellent character.
"Brother Monster, are you going to go shooting later?"
"Yeah, bullets don't cost any money anyway, so let's give it a try."
Wei Zeshu smiled and said goodbye to several freshmen in his major who were in the same grade. He carried the exquisite cowhide backpack given by Miss Yu Zhiyu for his gambling money and prepared to go to the shooting range.
If you want to talk about what else he did during this period, it was probably going to the back of He Daochi occasionally when he had nothing to do. Like the seniors of all generations, he used the strengthening system to smash big holes. Every time he was exhausted and was thrown away by other seniors. Go to the hot springs, and finally eat barbecue and drink a lot of wine.
Other than that, nothing special actually happened. Isn't that what college life is like? Once you become familiar with it, a long period of time will slip away in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, Wei Zeshu was riding a broken second-hand bicycle that he collected from the second-hand group of seniors from other departments for 100 yuan, squeaking and squeaking on the road.
"Ichao, Lao Wei, don't forget to attend Professor Lin's class next time. There will be a mid-term quiz in the next class."
"okok, thank you very much."
"Xiao Wei, shall we go to San Canteen together tonight?"
"I'll go if you treat me."
"Okay, I'll ask RNS to contact you."
People kept saying hello to him along the way.
This was originally a normal afternoon, or even an afternoon without classes, but soon, the special PHS in Wei Curse's arms rang.
The contact person shown above is "Qingjiang".
Wei Curcuma immediately stopped his bicycle and stood directly on the roadside to answer the call.
On the other end of the phone, there was a slightly distorted but still familiar voice.
"Hey, classmate Xiao Wei, how have you been lately?"
"It's okay, but the exam was a bit strenuous. What about you, teacher?"
"I'm doing pretty well. I was approved for three months of paid recuperation leave, but I will be discharged from the hospital next month."
From the echo and background sounds on the other end of the phone, it could be heard that he should be in an open place, presumably an independent ward.
"injured?"
"Yeah, but it's not fatal. It's a stupid alien who committed the crime. That stupid organization calls itself the Mithril Snake, and it's quite powerful..."
Wei Curcuma breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that he was not fatally injured and had such a relaxed tone.
"Don't worry about me. I've been promoted to a third grade and am already the head of the execution department of a big city. I'm your kid."
Qing Jiang's voice became a little serious.
"I've been helping you search for just the right unusual cases, and there happened to be one recently."
"The intensity is estimated to be between the inflow and the inflow, but it has already caused the disappearance of seven innocent people. Specific information and formal permission for suppression will be sent to you by the [Center] later. Pay attention to the text messages on this phone."
"This is your first mission to suppress anomalies. If any special circumstances arise, don't hesitate to give up. We will send experienced veterans to accompany you."
Qing Jiang's tone was very serious, but he could faintly hear that he was particularly concerned about his student, who had only been a master and apprentice for a few days.
He hung up the phone, leaving Wei Curse looking at the screen. Soon, a text message was sent to the phone.
The signature was [Centre], and the content was a report about the anomaly. It showed that it had been assigned to him, requiring him to go to the nearest "transfer station" immediately to receive specific intelligence and permission for suppression.
