"Aren't you going to do the mission with Gin? It's not convenient for Gin to be alone." Ming Zeye, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, asked casually.
"Big brother can mobilize peripheral personnel to assist in tasks. Although the United States is not Big Brother's home field, as code name members, we have the right to mobilize peripheral personnel." Vodka explained in detail while driving.
Ming Zeye put on a pure black mask and said, "How are the statuses divided among the codename members?" This was specially given to him by Ginjiu when he went out.
"Most code name members are based on their own strength. The stronger the strength, the higher the relative status. You are also a code name member, how come you don't even know this?" Vodka's hand holding the steering wheel became tense.
"Didn't Gin tell you that I lost my memory?"
Vodka looked a little stunned, and then he understood why Gin had such a strange attitude towards Brown La.
While Mingzeye was talking to Vodka, the destination had already been reached.
Entering the training ground, Vodka gave Ming Zeye a sniper rifle: "Do you still remember how to use this?"
Ming Zeye looked at the toy-like sniper rifle in his hand with a slightly subtle expression: "Probably."
Although this sniper rifle looks a bit plasticky, at least it feels very real.
Seeing that Ming Zeye seemed a little unfamiliar with sniper rifles, Vodka asked, "How about I give you how to shoot first?"
Ming Zeye shook his head: "I know how to shoot, can you change it to a CheyTac M-200 for me?"
CheyTac M-200 was the most commonly used sniper rifle in Ming Zeye's previous life.
Vodka said in surprise: "CheyTac M-200? Is there such a sniper rifle?"
Ming Zeye was silent for a moment and said, "Maybe I remembered it wrong, that's it."
Seeing that Ming Zeye seemed a little unhappy, Vodka patted his shoulder and comforted him: "It's okay, isn't it just amnesia? One day I will regain my memory."
Ming Zeye responded casually: "Maybe."
Vodka came to the console, entered Brown La into the computer, and asked: "Do you want to start from 500 yards? The computer shows that your maximum sniper range is 700 yards."
"Then let's try 700 yards first." Ming Zeye's maximum sniper range in his previous life was 900 yards, but looking at the sniper rifle in his hand, he always felt that it would not perform properly.
Vodka pressed a few times on the side screen: "Brown La, what kind of scene and goal do you want."
"Whatever." No matter what the scene or goal is, it has no impact on Mingzeye.
So Vodka set the most common urban high-rise buildings and male targets.
Ming Zeye skillfully set up his sniper rifle, aimed his left eye at the sight, and concentrated on locking onto the moving target below.
"Boom", a direct shot to the head.
The moment he fired, Ming Zeye was stunned. The sniper rifles in this world had no recoil!
"Do you want to continue testing?" Vodka asked while operating the computer.
"Adjust to 1,000 yards." Ming Zeye chuckled. A sniper rifle with no recoil, wouldn't it be enough if you have a hand?
Although Vodka was a little suspicious that Ming Zeye might be inaccurate, he still assigned him a target 1,000 yards away.
Brownla aimed at the man who was trying to escape in the distance and pressed the trigger.
With a "boom", the man fell to the ground.
This time, it was still a headshot.
"Continue." Ming Zeye said without raising his head. It was like playing a virtual game. Although it was not as exciting as playing with a real gun, he was very satisfied in this two-dimensional world.
1100 yards, 1200 yards, 1300 yards... Vodka keeps increasing the distance, from surprise at the beginning to numbness now.
When the distance was 1470 yards, he still got a headshot.
Ming Zeye put down the sniper rifle. There was no need to continue. There was no recoil, and the sniper rifle fired like a toy.
Seeing that Ming Zeye had no intention of continuing, Vodka sent Brown La's sniper image to Gin.
Ming Zeye looked up at Vodka and said, "I also want to try other firearms."
He wanted to try other guns to see if they had no recoil.
"I'll take you to the weapons depot later to choose." After Vodka saw that the image transmission was completed, he stood up and took Ming Zeye to the weapons depot.
Vodka put his thumb on the display screen, and a piece of text appeared on it.
[Vodka, B-level permission, allowed to enter. 】
Vodka turned to look at Mingzeye: "Bronla, only code members can come in here, and a record will be left every time they come in." After hearing Vodka's words, Mingzeye followed his example and put his thumb up.
[Bronla, level A permission, allowed to enter. 】
Vodka looked surprised when he saw this text, which showed that Brownla's status was not inferior to that of Gin. However, when he thought of Brownla's inhuman sniper range, he must be deeply favored by that gentleman, and his A-level authority seemed to be very high. normal.
Naturally, Ming Zeye also saw this text. Combined with Vodka's expression, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. It seemed that the original owner had a high status in the organization.
After confirming that both of them were members of Codename, the door to the weapons depot gradually opened.
Ming Zeye looked at the various firearms and explosives placed on the shelves, a strange light bursting out of his silver-gray eyes.
Ming Zeye walked into the weapons warehouse, closed his eyes and walked slowly, gently caressing each gun as he passed by, as if caressing his lover.
As long as he touches the lines on it, he can accurately name each gun even without opening his eyes.
"MP9 tactical submachine gun, UMP45 submachine gun...A-545 rifle, AK-12 rifle...Colt M2000 pistol, Colt M2000 pistol..." Ming Zeye said softly as he walked.
This is heaven! He simply loves this organization! ! !
Vodka looked at this scene, and he felt that not only had Brownla lost his memory, but there might also be something wrong with his brain.
But when he noticed that the names Brownla mentioned matched the model of the gun he touched, his expression changed from disgust to shock.
If you close your eyes and you can feel out the model of a gun by just touching it, is Brown La still a human? !
When Mingzeye was about to reach the explosive area, Vodka came back to his senses and was about to speak out to stop him, but Mingzeye had already stopped.
Ming Zeye held the UMP45 submachine gun and P99 pistol, turned around and asked Vodka: "Can these two guns be taken out directly?"
"Members of the code name of each firearm in the arsenal have the right to use it, but if you want to own it, you have to apply to the administrator of the arsenal and pay a certain fee." As if something suddenly occurred to him, Vodka added· "It will be much cheaper for code members with A-level authority."
Ming Zeye: ...He has no money now, not even a penny.
Ming Zeye retreated to the next best thing, picked up the gun and planned to test the recoil first.
"Boom" and "Boom" two gunshots sounded continuously.
Vodka was startled: "Bronla, what are you doing?!"
Ming Zeye held a submachine gun in one hand and a pistol in the other, and fired into the void at the same time.
After Ming Zeye confirmed that both guns had no recoil, he put the guns back to their original places and then explained: "I am testing the guns. As you said, all members of the code name have the right to use them."
Vodka:...Is he shooting himself in the foot?
