Law Enforcer's Handbook

Chapter 242 I am an actual player
Early the next morning, Song Lan came to the weapon shop in the city center with a heavy heart.

He has long heard that this store is the largest weapons store in the [-]th District. Unlike the black market, it sells all legal firearms, and it is aimed at the general public of the [-]th District.

For those ordinary people who cannot afford combat prosthetics, having a gun for self-defense can bring them a great sense of security.

At least bullets are still useful when facing gangsters.

When she entered the door, Lu Xiang was already waiting for him in the most conspicuous place. She did not wear the department uniform today, but changed into light casual clothes, a white sports cap, and her hair tied into a neat single ponytail. After Song Lan, he waved at him from afar.

The business in the weapon shop was unexpectedly booming, and there was an endless stream of citizens who came to choose weapons.

"Let's go, let's go to the shooting range first."

Obviously, this is not the first time for her to come here, and she is very familiar with the facilities of the weapon shop.

Before the two of them approached the shooting range, they could hear the sound of gunfire one after another.

Lu Xiang picked an open space near the innermost side, and handed the pistol on the table to Song Lan, "Mustang, with 18 rounds of ammunition, is the most common civilian pistol, using 9mm pistol ammunition, with a medium rate of fire, and its advantages are Less recoil."

The advantage of civilian guns is that they are easy to use, and even beginners can achieve good results.

The disadvantage is that the firepower is not good. As long as the subcutaneous armor is transplanted a little, it is difficult for the bullets of the pistol to kill effectively.

Lu Xiang considered that it might be because Song Lan didn't use the weapons provided to me by professional mercenaries. These people are all veterans of guns, and most of them have modified their arms to control recoil. .

But very slowly, Song Lan had to change his opinion.

Lu Xiang's movements look extremely professional, the movements of aiming and shooting are done in one go, and even the movements of reloading are like a real expert.

Then he handed over the astonishing result of 36 bullets hitting one shot.

Now you finally realize that the reason why the Devourer reported me by real name has to do with recoil, it's not that the guy is too strong.

"How did he manage to get one shot and look like he completed his mission with honor?"

Even if the marksmanship is placed outside the category of capable citizens, it is very poor.

Lu Xiang put on the pistol, folded his arms around his chest, looked at the shooting range and said, "At most, you emptied the magazine."

For a Mengxin who touches a gun for the seventh time, I don't think that is a wrong achievement.

I even got shot once.

As the so-called human physique can be generalized, in 2020, guns are completely banned outside of us. I have seen guns from big to small, and almost all people in 2166 grew up amidst the sound of guns. Gang fights have long been a part of our lives.

So for a young man from 2020, I think emptying the magazine is considered a success.

"He's wasting ammo."

"But the target is moving."

Lu Xiang stretched out his hand, pointed at the dangling target and said.

As a target, it is not despicable to stand obediently when others shoot.

Song Lan raised his forehead, and you signaled to pick up the gun again, while he came to me, stood on tiptoe, put his chin under Lu Xiang's shoulder, wrapped his hands around Lu Xiang's wrist, and raised the gun in my hand. to the standard position.

Lu Xiang only felt that there was nothing soft against my back.

"Remember that feeling."

As soon as Song Lan opened his mouth, a gust of cold air blew past my earlobe, and the fresh mint smell came out of my nose.

"Bang bang bang-"

18/18.

While emptying the magazine, the hit data was displayed on the electronic screen.

Song Lan thought that he needed to guide the other party in such a foolish way, and you vaguely realized whether that person had the slightest talent in the field of shooting.

"Remember?"

"remember."

"What do you feel?"

"soft."

……

soft?
Song Lan frowned suspiciously, and then you suddenly thought of something, your cheeks flushed red, you glared at Lu Xiang with embarrassing eyes, raised your head and bit my earlobe.

Let him practice the gun well!
"You guys can practice your guns well!"

The practitioners around complained that the gun practiced well, but suddenly felt like being kicked. We really understand why we can still encounter such a scene in such a solemn place as the shooting range.

Is there no pure land above all the heavens?
"Director, what do you think?"

Lu Xiang touched his earlobe that was bitten without any pain, and said, "What's the point of shooting a target? Actual combat is the most important thing. He may be a believer when he says it, but you are actually an actual combat player."

"Actual players?"

Song Lan snorted, "That's just right, the next door is not a virtual shooting range, that's why you asked him to come there."

You are indeed a supporter of practical combatism, but now you feel that Lu Xiang is being stubborn.

Judging from your experience of often coming to the shooting range to practice guns, these people who are poor at shooting often hate to use "you are a real fighter" to save themselves.

That's why the weapon store opened a virtual shooting range based on the weak suggestions of the citizens.

"The virtual shooting range uses holographic technology. Everything he feels outside can simulate 100% real feelings, allowing him to experience the feel and recoil of a small number of firearms. Outside the virtual shooting range, participants will They were divided into two hostile brigades and put into various virtual environments to retreat and fight.”

Since there is no limit to the number of places in the virtual shooting range, the unspoken rule of the participants is that the losing party will make a collective substitution.

Considering the experience of Wangui's teammates, Wangui can only form a team with me.

There were only eight people outside a team, and everyone hoped that a bastard would retreat from their team.

"But after participating in Chapter [-] of the contract, it is shooting practice, and the use of all shooting-related abilities is prohibited."

"It is absolutely necessary to deal with us."

The virtual shooting range is next door, and the number of people waiting outside is nearly twice that of the shooting range. The young people gathered there are all young people, and there are also many gangsters and street gangsters.

The holographic projection is showing the possible confrontation in the virtual exercise, and the onlookers are furious. Seeing the first member of the challenger party being tricked and killed by the opponent, many people cursed.

When he was young, the projection showed a glorious record of eight consecutive victories.

"Oh? It's really time to think about it."

Song Lan looked at the challenger who took off the equipment dejectedly, and raised his eyebrows, "Then those who have not dominated the field for a long time, are we going to play for the next day?"

"Dominance?"

"It is possible to form a team with a group of veterans. According to the rules of the virtual shooting range, the losing side is replaced. As long as we keep winning, we can dominate the field for a long time."

For those who dominate the field, citizens often dare to speak out when they dare to be angry.

The small number of people who came to the virtual shooting range were novices who came to test their guns. Facing those players who had undergone professional training, they would often be beaten in disgrace.

In addition, those who can dominate the field are all street gangsters or even gang members, so that the citizens have nothing to do with us, whether in the virtual world or in reality.

"How, if you want to challenge us?"

Wan Gui blinked at Lu Xiang, "Fight against us, the novice experience may be very poor."

(End of this chapter)