Jimmy's Glock score is very good. Although his talent is all about the revolver, when he was studying at the FBI Academy, he always used the Glock. No joke, he is the only person with perfect marks in shooting at the academy this time. Otherwise, how else would he do it? I originally thought that when I was assigned, I would stay at the academy as a shooting coach.
Conventional two-handed gun shooting, 10-meter chest target, all 5 bullets hit the heart position. Of course, many team members present can complete it, but then Jimmy starts to play. There are a total of 5 10-meter chest targets. He is in the remaining He quickly fired two rounds at each of the four chest targets, and the last bullets all hit the target in front of him, emptying the magazine.
Jimmy took out the magazine and pulled the pistol several times to indicate it was empty before someone entered the shooting range to remove the target paper.
Five target papers were placed side by side on the shooting table, 17+1. All bullets hit near the heart, and none left the left chest.
Jimmy stood aside and relaxed his arms to give them some space to check their results. He is confident in his shooting. Even if he is not using a revolver, he can hit 100% of the fixed target at a close range of 10 meters.
New target paper was hung up again, there were still 5 targets. Everyone left the shooting stand. Jimmy loaded the Glock 19 magazine on the stand, put back the holster, pulled out the revolver directly, and fired his 6 rounds from the magazine. The bullets were taken out and one round was loaded with the bullets just brought over, mainly to test the bullets. Normally, no one in this training ground should use revolvers. It is not known how long these bullets have been stored.
Jimmy held the gun with both hands and aimed at the target in front of him. He did not choose to shoot slowly one by one. Instead, he quickly emptied the bullet chamber. The impact points of the bullets were very close, and they were still all on the left chest of the chest target.
There should be no problem with this batch of bullets. Jimmy tilted the gun body, opened the bullet chamber and let the bullets fall freely. The smoothness was good, so there would be no problem.
Jimmy reloaded a round of bullets and took 6 magnum bullets from the bullet box with his left hand. This time, it was rapid fire and quick reloading. Then a scene that shocked everyone appeared. After emptying the bullet chamber for more than 1 second, Jimmy often practiced The manual rapid reloading was finally demonstrated in front of everyone. After another round of shooting, two rounds of bullets took 5 seconds and all hit the target.
Only Peter had seen Jimmy's quick reloading in New York. He was sitting in a surveillance car and taking out a gun to kill time and practice when he was bored. But now it was a live ammunition shooting, and Peter had not seen it either. He was present. People have never seen a revolver so fast.
After clearing the bullet chamber, Jimmy walked backwards away from the shooting platform, and motioned with his left hand for them to get the target paper. However, the eyes of the people around him were fixed on the gun in Jimmy's hand, and no one moved at all.
Jimmy retracted the revolver under his arm and clapped his hands, "Wake up, it's over."
Finally, someone came to their senses and went to the shooting range to get the target paper back. It was still placed on the shooting stand. Three rounds of 18 bullets hit the left chest, which is an absolutely fatal area. There were even multiple bullets hitting the same target on the target paper. Regarding the location, the hole is larger than the one next to it.
They looked at the target paper and then turned to look at Jimmy, and the F word sounded one after another. Jimmy shrugged, took the suit from Jones next to him and put it on.
He walked to the shooting stand again, took some bullets from the bullet box to replenish the revolver cylinder, and after finishing everything, he turned around and walked to Peter's side, put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked at the people gathered in front of the shooting stand.
"Now believe my report. It was indeed Jones and I who took care of them. Don't worry, we won't lie about this kind of thing." Jimmy said to Ruiz next to him.
Ruiz's expression was the same as that of the people around him. He looked at Jimmy, looked up and down, and suddenly turned to look at Peter: "Peter, can we discuss something?"
Peter did not answer Ruiz's words: "It's over for today. We have to rush back. We still have cases to deal with. Jones, Diane, let's go back."
"Wait, wait, do it again, just once." This time it was not Ruiz who stopped them, but a member of the support force next to him. His eyes were as wide as two glass beads, looking straight at them. Looking at Jimmy.
Peter looked at Jimmy: "What did you say?"
Jimmy shrugged, "I don't care, let's do it again."
Seeing what Jimmy said, Peter followed Jimmy back to the shooting stand. This time he wanted to take a closer look. He could only see a little from behind, and he felt it was not enough.
Someone went to hang up a new target paper. Jimmy held 6 bullets in his hand. He pulled out the revolver with his right hand and raised it to the target. After thinking about it, Jimmy decided to get the big one.
Jimmy put the revolver back into his holster, began to untie his tie, folded it in half and tied it before his eyes. Seeing Jimmy's actions, the people around him couldn't calm down anymore, and the F word started again.
"Jimmy, are you okay?" Peter asked Jimmy worriedly.
"No problem, I remember where the target is."
Jimmy pulled out the revolver, pointed it in the direction of the target, and then moved it slightly to locate the target position he saw in his mind. He fired first, then fired rapidly to empty the cartridge. He then lifted the revolver, opened the cartridge, and released the cartridge case. , put down the pistol, skillfully put the bullets into the revolver one by one with his left hand, and then raised his right hand to shoot again. This time there was no rapid fire, one shot after another, until 6 shots were fired.
Jimmy put the revolver back into the holster, raised his hand to untie his tie, glanced left and right, pulled out the revolver again, poured out the cartridge case inside, took the bullets from the table and filled it before putting it back into the holster, while stepping back to give way. Shooting stand position, while putting the tie back on.
"Okay, it's over, you can go look at the target paper."
Jimmy said while tying his tie. He was very sure of his results. After all, if he missed the mark, he would not play again if he was careful.
But now it seems that the blind shooting was a bit too big this time. Even though he said it was over, no one took the target paper. There was only a distance of 10 meters. Although the holes on the target paper were not so clear, The approximate range can still be seen, still on the left chest.
After looking at the target, and then looking at the young Asian guy, everyone was silent this time, not even saying the F-word.
"Peter, it's time." Jimmy called Peter. Peter turned around and looked at the people around him. Knowing that now was not the time to talk, he walked up to Ruiz, patted him on the shoulder, and then took Jones with him. They just left the scene and drove back to Manhattan.
(End of chapter)
