"Is it that simple?" Sophia thought he would take her to the shooting range and teach her step by step, but it was just a few words?
"Yes, when you go to Javier Gun Store to buy a gun, state my name and the boss will give you a relatively large discount."
Zhang San felt that it was just a pistol shot and there was nothing to teach him.
When you see a gangster, just pull the gun and pull the trigger, because those who rob women are generally cowardly and will run away when they hear the sound of gunshots.
"If you're really worried, just buy a bulletproof plate and find a bag to carry it to and from get off work every day."
He showed the opponent how to use it with his hands, holding a bag with bulletproof plates in one hand to cover his chest, and holding a pistol in one hand to shoot.
Unless Sophia is unlucky and gets shot in the head.
"How about you teach me how to hit the mark..."
Seeing his gestures, Sophia would rather learn how to kill the opponent with one shot.
"Marksmanship is difficult to teach. You have to practice it slowly by yourself."
Zhang San can teach shit, he can hit someone on the head with his eyes closed.
That's how talented you are.
However, seeing that Sophia was not very happy, Zhang San still drove her to the shooting range.
"A Glock 19, a hundred rounds of bullets first."
Taking two target papers and weapon bullets, Zhang San and Sophia came to the shooting range.
There were almost no people in the shooting range today, and a few here and there were playing with submachine guns.
After hanging up the target paper, he handed the pistol to Sophia and stood behind her to watch the shooting process.
Snapped!
She hit the edge with the first shot, which was not good.
Snapped!
Although the second shot was a bit improved, it was still outside the circle.
Zhang San patted her shoulder and reminded: "Don't keep thinking about aiming at that target and just shoot at it, you know."
She is a player who wants to fight in a skirmish, and she can do it with a Glock for a long time?
Snapped!
Seeing that she didn't even touch the target paper this time, Zhang San sighed and took the gun from Sophia.
He didn't even look straight, he just raised his gun and shot.
Snapped!
Full marks!
"See, suddenly you don't have time to aim. All you have to do is point the gun at the enemy and keep pulling the trigger!"
Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa!
After the continuous gunshots, the target paper was already full of holes left by bullets.
Sofia looked at the miserable state of the target paper and seemed to understand something. She nodded and started trying with the pistol.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
Two out of four shots, not bad.
"Hurry up, you'd better use your usual speed of counting money on this."
Rolling her eyes at the talkative man, she put on a new magazine and started firing continuously at the target.
Snapped! Bang bang bang bang bang!
"Hurry! Hurry up!"
"too slow…"
"Damn it, why are you so fast when you count the money? Why do your hands twitch like Parkinson's when you pull the trigger?"
Under the urging words of the people next to her, Sophia fired the pistol faster and faster until she replaced the last magazine and emptied the entire magazine at the target in a few seconds.
"Yes, you have completely mastered how to use this gun."
The recovered target paper was covered with holes, so densely packed that it looked like a honeycomb.
"Officer Zhang?"
Suddenly someone called him, Zhang San turned around and saw that it was Barbara and Peggy.
"Are you guys on vacation today?"
He recalled carefully and found that he had never seen these two people in the police station before.
but…
Is this development a bit too fast?
Looking at the two people who seemed to be good friends, Zhang San became suspicious of what Barbara was here for.
It is said that some people become very strange after experiencing huge emotional changes. The lady wearing the same cartoon undershirt as Peggy in front of her looks very much like that kind of person.
"Are you also practicing shooting? Can you teach me?"
"Okay."
Teaching one is teaching, teaching two is teaching, Zhang San doesn't care about it.
However, compared to the ignorant Sophia, Barbara, who has been an Evergreen police officer for several days, is obviously more skilled.
She draws her gun very quickly, but has the same shortcomings as Sophia.
The rate of fire is too slow, bad review!
How are you going to deal with those Gotham bad guys after you return with this rate of fire?
"You can't do this, you have to increase the rate of fire."
He told the other party's shortcomings and asked Sophia next to him to demonstrate them to her.
Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa!
Seeing that Sophia, who was also a woman, was shooting much faster than herself, Barbara took over the pistol and started practicing without admitting defeat.
"Practice slowly, I will go to work tomorrow."
After returning the gun, Zhang San drove Sophia back to the square.
Anna, who was sitting on the bench with a cup of ice cream in her hand, glanced at them, and then focused on her mobile phone.
"Why don't you find time to help me train her?"
"Okay, but I guess she won't learn from me honestly."
Generally speaking, the most favorite thing for girls in the rebellious stage is to watch videos on their mobile phones and take various photos.
Let Anna learn shooting from him?
Not very realistic.
After driving home, Zhang San put on a Bluetooth headset sold on the street and communicated with the seagulls flying over from the mountains:
"Are you sure you haven't seen any strangers in the past few days?"
"Yes, boss! Absolutely no one can break through my blockade!"
"The best thing is this. If the mung bean flies find out that there are cameras in the mountains again, you can just wait for a big meal."
"Really, boss!? You can eat French fries when you see the camera?"
Zhang San looked at the smart-talking seagull in front of him and felt that it had been infected by someone.
Why can't you hear the good and bad words?
"It's a mashed potato dinner! And I will use a funnel to pour it in bit by bit for you."
"..."
It was stunned because one night before, the seagull saw mice eating those things.
A sticky bowl doesn't look very good.
It likes those little crispy French fries that taste crispy on the outside and soft on the inside.
If I could put some more ketchup on it, um...
That would be great!
With a wave of its wings, the seagull showed that it understood and flew into the house.
Now it's time to replenish some energy.
Judging by the time, the mice will eat those fragrant potato chips at this point.
It’s such a big bag of potato chips, so there’s no problem in sharing some of it.
However, as soon as the seagull entered the door of the staff dormitory, it was covered by a trash can.
Bump bump bump…
No matter how hard it struggled, the trash can that was weighed down by several books just couldn't be opened.
This is done by rats, and they only suffer once.
Seagulls think they can grab food just because they are big, but that won't happen again.
It succeeded the first time because the mice were unprepared and it squirted into the potato chip bag.
This time they prepared a trap and waited for the stupid seagulls who like to grab food to come in.
