The real life of an American police officer: Winning over others with virtue

Chapter 110 Test
Back to the Ford Raptor muscle car I just bought during this period.

As if echoing in my mind, a mechanical voice devoid of any emotion resounded.

But it was this mechanical voice that made Eric's lips curl into a slight smile.

[]
[Task Completed]
[Reward: +0.5 points]

[]
"The mission is finally complete."

Eric thought to himself that the award meant that a major child trafficking case with considerable public interest had come to an end.

This also means that the Rusty Harbor gang was completely eradicated.

Eric blinked, fragments of memory flashing through his mind.

When Tifa handed everything over to her teacher.

The next day, an FBI team arrived in Los Angeles, and a small group, mainly composed of FBI personnel and supplemented by the Los Angeles Police Department, was formed that same day.

A swift raid was launched on the Rusty Harbor gang's secret warehouses. Most of the core members of the Rusty Harbor gang were killed or captured in the operation, and the Rusty Harbor gang was ultimately eradicated.

Whether it was the trafficking network or other criminal activities, they were all destroyed.

Those who had taken bribes and acted as protectors were secretly arrested and tried, causing a great uproar, and major media outlets reported on the matter.

And today it seems to be finally over.

Eric looked at the void in front of him, his gaze lingering on the virtual window that resembled a game screen.

He wasn't too clear on the specifics, but as long as he could get a reward for completing the task, that was fine.

Overall, he didn't seem to suffer any losses. He even vented his anger for Tifa's family and helped his future brother-in-law's girlfriend, Terry, escape her misery and gain her freedom. In the end, he won his future brother-in-law's approval.

Although he doesn't need this kind of superficial approval, he still has to consider the relationship between the other party and Tifa.

"So this coming-of-age ceremony, including meeting with the parents, is a perfect ending."

He recalled that Tifa's father, Geor, would call him from time to time to invite him hunting.

Eric looked helpless. His future father-in-law had ostensibly invited him hunting, but in reality, he wanted to introduce him to some people.

He knew why; it was simply that he wanted his son-in-law, a low-ranking patrolman, to have a better life.

From being at odds back then to being quite enthusiastic now, his attitude has changed completely, even more so than his future mother-in-law Natie. Who could have imagined this?

Gathering his scattered thoughts, Eric looked at the unused +0.5 attribute points on his personal panel, and then at the four main attributes above.

Character: Eric Stevens.

[Personal attributes]
Spirit: 14 (average for humans is 10)

Strength: 14 (average for humans is 10)

Agility: 14 (average for humans: 10)

Constitution: 14 (average for humans is 10)
[Skills]: Rapid Fire lv5 (Expert), Firearms Mastery lv4 (Mastery), Precision Shooting lv4 (Mastery), Combat lv4 (Mastery), Driving Mastery lv4 (Mastery)
Attribute points: +0.5
Completed cases:
"The most promising attribute right now is Precision Shooting lv4 (Mastery). Should we continue to increase our Spirit attribute?"

Eric's expression shifted, but he ultimately decided to add the 0.5 he had just received to his Spirit attribute.

Because the Spirit attribute is more compatible with Precision Shooting lv4 (Mastery) than other attributes.

The reason for adding the Spirit attribute is to enable the Precision Shooting skill.

Once Precision Shooting reaches level 5 (Mastery), his combat power will likely increase significantly, because Rapid Fire already allows him to be several steps ahead of the enemy in battle, so when Precision Shooting reaches Mastery...

He might actually be able to single-handedly suppress several enemies with firepower, creating a legendary scene. A mechanical system notification sounded in his ear.

[Add points successfully]
[Spirit: 14 to 14.5]
With that mechanical voice, my mind felt refreshed, and my memory, logical thinking, observation, and perception were all constantly improving.

The bottlenecks in various skills related to these functions, such as firearms proficiency and hand-to-hand combat, have also loosened somewhat.

“It feels great,” Eric exclaimed. “No wonder it’s so addictive.”

Thinking it over, Eric started the engine and reached for the steering wheel.

Just then, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

With the addition of points to Deep Blue, the Precision Shooting skill, which had been unable to break through before, finally broke through at this moment.

[]
[Notification: Precision Shot lv4 (Mastery) has been upgraded to lv5 (Specialization)]
[]
Eric took a deep breath, drove the car straight to a shooting club to test his current shooting skills.

----------

not long time.

Somewhere in the suburbs, a Ford Raptor was parked in a gravel-strewn parking lot filled with pickup trucks, modified off-road vehicles, and Harley-Davidson motorcycles.

Immediately afterwards, a man got out of the car; it was Eric. He walked familiarly toward the club located in the center of the field.

This is the shooting club he frequents and practices extensively at.

Compared to other countries, the United States is known as the "gun country," with gun shops everywhere.

Shooting clubs and practice ranges like these are commonplace here, found everywhere.

The club's main building is a converted steel-framed warehouse, with camouflage and American flag graffiti painted on the exterior walls. At the entrance stands a rusty M2 heavy machine gun sculpture, with a bronze plaque hanging on the barrel that reads: "In Guns We Trust".

Below is the club's name: Liberty Shooter.

Every time Eric sees this name, he feels that it truly fits the free and beautiful America.

After all, gunfights happen every day in the free United States.

Upon entering the building, one is greeted by an ordinary hall, with a wooden bar counter supported by black iron frames at the far end.

The walls are covered with target paper signed by retired military and police personnel and replicas of famous historical guns, such as the Colt M1911 and Winchester lever-action rifle.

The side shelves display bullet-shaped lighters, tactical gloves, and "bullet cup" whiskey sets, with price tags that read: "1.50 BMG = 1 glass of bourbon whiskey".

Behind the counter sat a burly man, lazily wiping a pistol.

“Gales!” Eric warned. Don’t let his unassuming appearance fool you; he’s actually a retired Marine. Underestimating him will only lead to trouble.

The man glanced over instinctively upon hearing the sound, and immediately stopped wiping when he saw Eric.

"Eric? You haven't been here in a while!"

"A bit busy, but I'm doing alright lately." Eric smiled slightly and bumped fists with him.

“The same old routine, life’s been uneventful!” Giles sighed, looking at Eric.

"Is this a firing range or a tactical area?"

Eric understood what it meant: the shooting range was for target practice, while the tactical area simulated CQB (close-quarters combat) scenarios, with abandoned vehicles, concrete bunkers, and breaching doors, among other things.

He really went through a lot of practice here, learning by imitating videos and movies, and he developed a full set of shooting skills.

(End of this chapter)