Chapter 188

"Bang... Bang... Bang, bang, Bang..."

A burst of rapid gunfire rang out in the indoor shooting range near Roland gang. This is a special indoor shooting range established during the Los Angeles Olympic Games in 84. It has a history of nearly 20 years.

After the Olympic Games, it began to open to the outside world and has been in operation so far. There are many professional shooting ranges in Los Angeles. The environment here is good and the facilities are advanced and complete. It is the first choice for gun lovers.

After all, it is a special shooting range for the previous Olympic Games. Visitors to Los Angeles and people who like guns will experience it here. Of course, to experience, you must first find a friend with a gun certificate.

After a shuttle of bullets, Tracy withdrew the usp9 clip and replaced it with a new clip. He put the gun on the table in front of him, took off his headset and goggles, and pressed the button next to him.

"One 6 ring, three 7 rings, four 8 rings, one 9 ring and one 10 ring."

The bullet holes on the target were clearly visible. Tracy nodded with satisfaction. After practicing for a week, he made great progress.

I remember the first time I came over, five of the ten bullets missed the target. Tracy really wanted to find a hole to get in.

He always thought shooting was a relatively simple sport. It was not easy to know. Even the recoil of the pistol is not small, the requirements for the wrist are also very high, and the collimation is not easy to master.

With a new target, Tracy put on his headset and goggles, held the grab handle flat in both hands and aimed at the three point line.

"BAM BAM... BAM BAM... BAM..."

In half a minute, a shuttle of bullets was fired again.

As just now, exit the empty cartridge clip and replace it again. Put the gun on the table, take off the headset and goggles, and press the green button next to it.

The target came slowly from a distance. Tracy didn't see the results on the target for the first time.

Instead, he moved his wrist and looked at the wound on his right arm. He was really afraid of opening his wound when he practiced his gun.

So check every time you finish a shuttle to see if you can continue to practice.

Strange to say, this frightening wound recovered very well after stitching was removed. His recovery ability is amazing. Others have to support him for a month. It seems that he will be fine in half a month.

Renault, who was often injured, was amazed at the speed of his recovery.

"Two 7 rings, three 8 rings, three 9 rings, two 10 rings..."

The result was much better than just now, and Tracy laughed happily.

Renault came over at this time and his eyes fell on the gun target. He was slightly stunned when he saw the clear ten bullet holes. When he recovered, he looked at his boss in surprise and said, "boss, your shooting talent is really high. You can hit more than 80 rings in just a few days. When I practiced my gun, I did it for a month."

Renault's firearms talent is average. His shooting skills are fed by bullets.

Obviously, his boss's talent is much higher than himself. You know, this is a pistol 20 meter target. Renault wants to suggest Tracy to practice the 10m air gun if he can achieve such a result in a week.

"That's great? I think it's average. You can score 90 rings, and Duke can score 95 rings at least. I think I'm still far from it." Tracy shrugged, took his equipment and raised it to grab it.

We all have ten years of gun age, and Duke is a gun genius. There is no comparability at all

Renault smiled bitterly. The boss compared himself with those who specialize in playing with guns. There was no such slap in the face

"Bang Bang..."

It was another shuttle bullet. When the target came in front of him, Tracy smiled proudly.

"Good, good, finally into the 90 ring, hey hey."

Four 10 rings, three 9 rings, three 8 rings

Renault stared at his boss's new achievements, and his eyelids kept beating.

This achievement really surprised him. The span of 80 rings and 90 rings seemed small, but he knew how difficult it was.

This... This... Boss, it's covered. How can it be? It's a pistol 20 meter target

Renault couldn't believe this achievement. The 20 meter target seemed not far away, but it was far away in the pistol.

Pistol target distance is generally 5 meters, 7 meters, 10 meters, 20 meters, the farthest 25 meters. For the trajectory of the pistol, 20 meters and 25 meters are far away. It's very difficult to grasp the accuracy. It's definitely an expert to score 90 rings.

Some people will say that 20 meters is nothing. Let's find out about the 50 meter pistol target. Hehe... A 50 meter pistol, a Chinese divine drama, with a head burst in 800 Li and a single person carrying 150 kg of explosives.

A highly gifted firearms expert like Duke began to practice pistols. I'm afraid it would take a few months to achieve this result.

But Tracy has only practiced for a week. Is this a monster

"Boss, have you practiced before?" Renault asked carefully.

"No." Tracy frowned and said, "I've only played with shotguns, but I haven't touched pistols. What's the matter, Renault."

"Er... No boss, do you want to continue practicing?"

"Forget it today. Try the 25 meter target tomorrow, and then go outside to practice the long gun... Hey, I'm going to surprise Nicole. I don't know how she's doing."

Tracy took off his equipment, moved his wrist and walked out.

Renault walked out with him. Duke stayed outside the door. Seeing the boss coming out and consciously following behind, Renault whispered, "Renault, what's the matter with you?"

"Nothing. The boss's 20 meter target just scared me."

"Ah? Has the boss made great progress? Has he entered the 80th ring?"

"Oh, 80 rings won't scare me... The boss hit 92 rings."

"What?! it's impossible..."

"Shh, keep your voice down. If you don't believe it, go and have a look."

Renault stopped paying attention to duke. Duke looked back suspiciously and didn't go back to confirm it in the end.

Tracy went out of the shooting range and directly into the car. He immediately sent a text message to Nicole. The general content was that he planned to train with her recently.

Just after the text message was sent out, my head was still thinking how surprised Nicole would be when she saw his shooting level in a few days.

At this time, the mobile phone suddenly rang.

"Hi, Natalie, are you back?"

"Yes, I just returned to Malibu. How's your injury? I keep asking you. You don't explain clearly. Now come and show me."

"My wound is almost healed. Hey, let me go. Do you miss me?"

"I didn't miss you. It's Tony at home who clamored to see you. He kept yelling at me. What magic did you use to make him like you, cluck..."

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