The Infernal Affairs of Hong Kong

Chapter 3 What a Good Orange, What a Pity

In less than half an hour, everyone was already standing downstairs. The power of the black-faced god was terrifying. When he first entered the battlefield, no one wanted to touch this bad luck. They chatted in twos and threes to promote their relationship.

"Come on morning exercise, line up neatly in three rows!" The black-faced god held a baton between his hands, and his sweeping eyes made a group of young people who were about to be released frightened, as if seeing the director of the teaching department floating outside the window while studying.

"When I say A squad fall in later, you have to line up in this formation. A means you are in class A, and squad means the training group."

Everyone present immediately stood in three rows, and the black-faced god swept his majestic eyes, "Pang Shide!"

"To!"

"You will be the monitor of Class A from now on, do you understand?"

"Ah yes, sir!"

Pang Shide was slightly surprised, and quickly answered correctly.

The black-faced god continued to train: "The police force emphasizes obedience and discipline, and the tasks assigned to you must be completed. Now follow me to the material department to get the equipment."

Zhou Yu received the equipment together with everyone, put on the training vest, and was dragged to the hair officer to push a small crew cut. When he came out, the looks of the boys were different, and the looks of the girls generally dropped a few grades. Sure enough. , most girls are still suitable for long hair, black long straight YYDS.

"Who's going to say what a gun means?"

The firearms class is the subject that Zhou Yu is most interested in. Without him, I have never touched a real gun in my previous life. For example, how many people go to the army just because they want to shoot, although they may end up in the cooking class. It's another sad story, and gaining weight is also somewhat distressing.However, if there is an opportunity in this life, it must be cherished. Thinking of this, his resentment towards the system is not so deep.

Yes, when he woke up from time travel, a system sound appeared in his mind.

Congratulations, traveler, you can choose whether you need to return to your original world to be resurrected after completing the task. In this world, your talent bonus, gun skills specialization, I wish you a happy game, the system energy is insufficient. Going to sleep in this world task. Become police.
become what?
Zhou Yu, who woke up at that time, was dazed at first, then incompetent and furious, what became?After talking a lot of nonsense, you can just say that you can be resurrected after completing any tasks, so it's over?It's up to me whether to go back or not, but as a system, you can't even say a word, so what's the use of you.

Deep resentment rippling in his heart, he was given a specialization in spearmanship, but at the time he didn't know what it would be useful for, but now he can finally use it.

After these days, he also looked away. Anyway, there is no time limit, no matter what the police are, he can always try it slowly.

Throwing oranges with Yang Jinrong is naturally because he has this spear expertise. Although oranges and guns are not the same species, there is one thing in common, and that is the grasp of the target!

Of course there is a possibility of losing. He admits that there is an element of gambling in it. If Yang Jinrong happens to miss the first time, and he fails the first time, then he has no chance. Now the result is good, then if There is no such if.

"Zhou Yu, can you tell me?" After hearing the answers from the other two students, Qu Mingchang, the shooting range sergeant, looked at him with a smile and said.

Zhou Yu stood up: "Yes, sir. Hmm, guns, I think they are a tool of deterrence, or a weapon of killing."

"You're all right." Qu Mingchang put away his smile, and said with a little seriousness: "A gun is first and foremost a tool. In the hands of the police, it represents justice. In the hands of lawbreakers, it is a threat!"

"When you have a gun in your hand and the criminal also has a gun, your only choice is to shoot faster than him and shoot more accurately than him."

Qu Mingchang solemnly clapped his hands on the podium table, and the instructor's majesty directly burst into a powerful aura, and his eyes swept over the students: "The gun is your life, you, do you understand?"

"Yes, sir!"

Shooting training ground.

"All the students saw that the real gun was not loaded with bullets."

Qu Mingchang pulled out the magazine of the revolver and showed it in front of everyone, and then made a gesture of holding the gun with both hands.

"Unless you want to shoot, otherwise, the finger you use to trigger must be placed outside the trigger guard, the hand holding the gun must hold the handle tightly, and the auxiliary hand must be balanced with him, but not too much Use force. It’s as gentle as everyone holding the hands of boyfriends and girlfriends. Both feet are slightly bent.”

"The character of the mountain does not come out, and the front sight must be clear until the entire shooting action is completed. When you finish the shooting action, put the pistol in a safe place, which is your waist."

Qu Mingchang loaded the bullets, put them back into the gun pouch, then quickly drew the gun, turned around, and all six bullets hit the head of the paper target.

After checking the pistol, he put it back in the gun bag, turned around, looked at the trainee and asked, "During training, we hit the head, the chest, and the neck, but in dealing with emergencies in reality, when facing criminals, in most cases Next, we will not choose to lead. Can anyone tell me why?"

"Probably because the chest area is large, so it's easy to hit?"

Qu Mingchang nodded, "This is one reason, and there are other reasons. First, everyone's marksmanship is different. The chest area is large, and it is easy to hit, which can make criminals lose their ability to resist. Second, there is only one life. There is no room for regret, remember, we are the police! If the criminal has not given up resistance after the chest shot, the second shot can use the first shot as an anchor to kill him immediately."

For the following laws, police procedures, policing sociology, policing psychology, foot drills, physical training, tactics, firearms and practical training, Yang Jinrong fought Zhou Yu like a cockfight.

The two chased after each other, and each had their own winners and losers. In the field of liberal arts, Yang Jinrong has been overpowering Zhou Yu. In the case of firearms, Zhou Yu basically won the victory with a crushing posture.

It was nothing, you are strong in liberal arts, he is strong in martial arts, however, there is also Chen Yongren who is secretly showing off his skills over there in a low-key way.

Yang Jinrong's proud learning ability was hit by Chen Yongren in many ways. In 80% of the subjects, Chen Yongren was slightly higher than Yang Jinrong. Can't catch up.

As for Chen Yongren, Yang Jinrong still had no choice. One had a gentle personality and the other had a proud personality. As the days of the police academy passed, Zhou Yu felt that Yang Jinrong had changed.

It was no longer pure pride. When facing him and Chen Yongren, Yang Jinrong still showed the same indifferent face as before, but the pride in his tone was gone, and this was limited to the two of them. The rest of the students were not so lucky.

The only constant is the oranges on the bedside table.

No, it has also changed, because the old ones have been left for a long time and rotted.

He bought new ones.

(End of this chapter)