Jimmy returned to the cabin, and Roland was lying on the sofa, looking a little lonely.
Jimmy: "Roland, I forgot what you taught me before. Can you teach me again?"
Roland straightened up and sat up.
Roland: "What do you want to learn?"
Jimmy: "The Gunslinger."
Roland: "It's useless. You can't become a gunslinger. Your heart was once filled with hatred and revenge. The gunslinger's oath is to protect the Black Tower and the world, and hatred will make people lose their abilities as a gunslinger."
Jimmy: "I am no longer the same person I used to be. You can also feel it. I no longer have hatred and resentment."
Roland: "Follow me."
Roland loaded the two guns and walked out of the cabin to an open space in the woods.
I do not aim with my hand. I don’t aim with my hand.
He who aims with his hand has forgotten the face of his father.
I aim with my eye.I aim with my eye
I do not shoot with my hand.
He who shoots with his hand has forgotten the facer still stands.
I shoot with my mind. I shoot with my soul
I do not kill with my gun.
he who kills with his gun has forgotten the face of his father.
i kill with my heart.i kill with my heart.
Roland recited the above words in a low voice while pointing his gun at several steel targets placed on the ground. The target was less than twenty meters away, not too far away.
"Bang" "bang" "bang" "bang" "bang" "bang".
After reading this paragraph, Roland fired three shots in total, and three targets fell down.
Jimmy had already taken his gun from the car. He poured some bullets out of the bullet box, filled the cylinder, and walked next to Roland.
"Jimmy, you try the gun first, let me see what you can do now."
Instead of aiming at the steel plate target, Jimmy set his target on a wooden stake left behind by cutting down a tree.
After firing 6 bullets in one round, he reloaded and fired another round. Since he did not bring a loader this time, he loaded the second round manually.
Roland looked at Jimmy's movements and shook his head.
"It seems you have completely forgotten what you learned before, Jimmy."
Roland reloaded the bullet chamber, and then fired at the wooden stake in the same way. After one round, he also used manual loading, and another round, but his speed was much faster than Jimmy.
Roland's reloading speed was very smooth. Jimmy found that he did not have much disadvantage in terms of shooting speed, but reloading was too slow. Roland's reloading speed was about 2 seconds, while Jimmy took 4-5 seconds.
After Roland finished the demonstration, he re-explained the reloading operation to Jimmy. With the muzzle facing up, he pushed the cylinder switch with his thumb and pushed the upper left corner with his index finger to open the cylinder, release the fired cartridge case, and at the same time give the cylinder a rotation force. , then lowered the muzzle, holding the bullet in his left hand, with the bullet pointed forward, and pushed it into the bullet nest one by one.
The index finger of the right hand uses the power and speed to rotate the bullet nest, and the left hand matches the rotation speed of the bullet nest to insert bullets one by one. As long as the speed and strength are well coordinated, Roland's smooth loading operation can be achieved.
"OK, you've learned it all before, you just need to practice it repeatedly to let your body recover its memory."
Jimmy tried it and couldn't master the movements at all, but now that he knew how to operate it, all that was left was to practice on his own.
"Let's go back."
Roland and Jimmy returned to the cabin. Roland took off his belt holster and put it on the table.
Roland: "Jimmy, don't use the loader when you get back. Just use this revolver magazine, which makes it easier to load the magazine in one go."
Roland: "Jimmy, I'm really happy to see you again, but now it's time for you to leave. Jimmy, there's no need to come back."
Jimmy looked at Roland, and sure enough he had guessed it.
Jimmy: "Roland, before I go, I still want to know what happened in the end."
Roland turned his back to Jimmy and looked at the gun on the table.
Roland: "When we closed the gap, all the people around who had been infected by the monsters were killed by Jimmy. They may or may not be saved, and it shouldn't be up to us. Jimmy was controlled by hatred, and he completely lost his ability to become a A gunslinger’s chance.”
Roland paused for a while and continued: "Eight years of hope were ruined. I am still the last gunslinger."
Jimmy: "I understand. Goodbye, Roland."
Jimmy went out, got in his car, and drove toward Dallas.
Roland already knew that Jimmy was no longer Jimmy. The only link between them had been broken, and Roland had taken the initiative to cut it off. For Jimmy, although he had lost the opportunity to learn other fast revolvers, he was left to pester a If he doesn't want to see his old man learn, he can't do it.
As for what happened to Jimmy's body in the past, it has nothing to do with him. For an outsider like him, revenge is completely meaningless. He has no impression of the dead "father", no emotions, and no interest in going there. Do anything.
This kind of demons should be left to professionals. The world has developed like this over the years. Even if there are supernatural incidents, they must be handled by professionals. Jimmy is just an ordinary little policeman. .
Besides, I gained a lot from coming here this time, and I also learned a trick to quickly reload loose bullets. That's good, people can't be too greedy.
Jimmy drove back to Dallas, returned the car at the airport, and flew directly to Little Rock.
When Jimmy returned home, he did not rest at home. Instead, he went directly to the shooting range. He gained a lot from this trip. He needed to seize the time to practice so that he could remember and become familiar with it, so as not to forget the details as time went on.
Jimmy also remembers what Roland said. It is no exaggeration to say that Jimmy's mental ability is very good now. Although he cannot remember everything at a glance or ten lines, he can still remember a few simple sentences.
I do not aim with my hand. I don’t aim with my hand.
He who aims with his hand has forgotten the face of his father.
I aim with my eye.I aim with my eye
I do not shoot with my hand.
He who shoots with his hand has forgotten the facer still stands.
I shoot with my mind. I shoot with my soul
I do not kill with my gun.
he who kills with his gun has forgotten the face of his father.
i kill with my heart.i kill with my heart.
Jimmy read this sentence according to Roland's three-part sentence at that time, and fired at the same time. The gun hit, but nothing unexpected happened.
Okay, after thinking about it more, this passage should be something like the ancestral teachings of Roland and the others, not a spell or anything like that, and there was nothing unusual when Roland shot.
Jimmy shook his head and gave up this idea. He was a gunslinger, and if he wanted to be a gunslinger, he really wanted to eat the peach.
However, the reloading method taught by Roland is really good. Jimmy practiced many times in the afternoon, but the results were not great. It seems that he still practiced less. In the future, he can practice whenever he has nothing to do, without shooting, and there is no time and place limit.
Jimmy packed up, left the shooting range, returned home, adjusted and prepared to go back to work.
