People in DC, every day administrative leave

Chapter 77 077. You can’t understand people, right?

"It's that simple?" Sophia thought that he would take her to the shooting range and teach her, but she just said a few words?
"Yes, when you go to Javier Gun Store to buy a gun, state my name and the boss will give you a relatively large discount."

Zhang San felt that it was just a pistol shot and there was nothing to teach him.

When you see a gangster, just pull the gun and pull the trigger, because those who rob women are generally cowardly and will run away when they hear the sound of gunshots.

"If you're really worried, just buy a bulletproof plate and find a bag to carry it to and from get off work every day."

He gestured to the other party how to use it with his hands. He held the bag with bulletproof panels to cover his chest in one hand, and shot with a pistol in the other hand.

Unless Sophia is unlucky and gets shot in the head.

"How about you teach me how to hit the target accurately?"

Seeing his gestures, Sophia would rather learn how to kill the opponent with one shot.

"Sniper skills are difficult to teach, you have to practice slowly by yourself."

Zhang San can teach shit, he can hit someone on the head with his eyes closed.

That's how talented it is.

But seeing Sophia's unhappy appearance, Zhang San still drove her to the shooting range.

"A Glock 19, a hundred rounds of bullets first."

Taking two pieces of target paper and weapon bullets, Zhang San and Sophia came to the shooting range.

There are almost no people in today's shooting range, and a few scattered ones are also playing with submachine guns.

After hanging up the target paper, he handed the pistol to Sophia and stood behind her to watch the shooting process.

Snapped!
She hit the edge of the paper with the first shot, which wasn't great.

Snapped!
Although the second shot was a bit improved, it was still outside the circle.

Zhang San patted her shoulder and reminded: "Don't keep thinking about aiming at that target and just shoot at it, you know."

She is a player who wants to fight in a skirmish, and she can do it with a Glock for a long time?
Snapped!
Seeing that she didn't even touch the target paper this time, Zhang San sighed and took the gun from Sophia.

He didn't even know his heart, so he raised his gun and shot.

Snapped!
Full score!

"See, suddenly you don't have time to aim. All you have to do is point the gun at the enemy and keep pulling the trigger!"

Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa!
After the continuous gunshots, the target paper was already full of holes left by bullets.

Sofia looked at the miserable state of the target paper and seemed to understand something. She nodded and started trying with the pistol.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
Two out of four rounds, not bad.

"Hurry up, you'd better use your usual speed of counting money on this."

Turning a blind eye to this talkative man, she put on a new magazine and started to shoot at the target continuously.

Snapped!Clap clap clap clap!
"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

"too slow…"

"Damn it, why are you so fast when you count the money? Why do your hands twitch like Parkinson's when you pull the trigger?"

In the urging words of the people next to her, Sophia's pistol fired faster and faster until she replaced the last magazine and emptied the entire magazine on the target within a few seconds.

"Yes, you have fully mastered how to use this gun."

The recovered target paper is full of holes, densely packed like a honeycomb.

"Officer Zhang?"

Suddenly someone called him, Zhang San turned around and saw that it was Barbara and Peggy.

"Are you guys on vacation today?"

He recalled carefully and found that he had never seen these two people in the police station before.

but…

Is this development a little too fast?
Looking at the two who looked like good girlfriends, Zhang San had doubts about what Barbara was here for.

It is said that some people become very strange after experiencing huge emotional changes. The lady wearing the same cartoon undershirt as Paige in front of her looks very much like that kind of person.

"Are you also practicing shooting? Can you teach me?"

"Okay."

Teaching one is teaching, teaching two is also teaching, Zhang San doesn't care about it.

However, compared to the ignorant Sophia, Barbara, who has been an Avegreen police officer for several days, is obviously more skilled.

She draws her gun very quickly, but has the same shortcomings as Sophia.

The rate of fire is too slow, bad review!

How are you going to deal with those Gotham bad guys after you return with this rate of fire?
"You can't do this, you have to increase the rate of fire."

He told the other party's shortcomings, and asked Sophia next to him to demonstrate it to her.

Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa!
Seeing that Sophia, who was also a woman, was shooting much faster than herself, Barbara took over the pistol and started practicing without admitting defeat.

"Practice slowly, I will go to work tomorrow."

After returning the gun, Zhang San drove Sophia back to the square.

Anna, who was sitting on the bench with a cup of ice cream in her hand, glanced at them, and then focused on her mobile phone.

"Why don't you find time to help me train her?"

"Okay, but I guess she won't follow me honestly."

Girls in the rebellious period, generally speaking, the most favorite thing to do is to swipe mobile phone videos and take various pictures.

Let Anna learn shooting from him?
Not very realistic.

After driving home, Zhang San put on a Bluetooth headset sold on the street and communicated with the seagulls flying over from the mountains:
"Are you sure you haven't seen any strangers these days?"

"Yes, boss! Absolutely no one can break through my blockade!"

"The best thing is this. If the mung bean flies find out that there are cameras in the mountains again, you can just wait for a big meal."

"Really, boss!? You can eat French fries when you see the camera?"

Zhang San looked at the smart-talking seagull in front of him and felt that it had been infected by someone.

Why can't you hear the good and bad words?

"It's a mashed potato dinner! And I will use a funnel to pour it in bit by bit for you."

"..."

It was stunned, because the gull had seen the mice eating those things one night the day before.

A sticky bowl does not look very good.

It likes those little crispy French fries that taste crispy on the outside and soft on the inside.

If only I could dip some more ketchup, well...

That would be great!
With a wave of its wings, the seagull showed that it understood and flew into the house.

Now it's time to replenish some energy.

Judging by the time, the mice will eat those fragrant potato chips at this point.

With such a big bag of potato chips, it's no problem to divide it up.

However, as soon as the seagull entered the door of the staff dormitory, it was covered by a trash can.

bump bump...

No matter how hard it struggled, the trash can that was weighed down by several books just couldn't be opened.

This is done by rats, and they only suffer once.

Seagulls think they can grab food just because they are big, but that won't happen again.

It succeeded the first time because the mice were unprepared and it squirted into the potato chip bag.

This time they made a trap and waited for the stupid seagulls who like to snatch food to enter the door.

(End of this chapter)