Enforcer's Handbook

Early the next morning, Song Lan came to the weapons store in the city center with a heavy heart.

He has long heard that this store is the largest weapons store in the 17th District. Unlike the black market, it sells legal firearms. It is aimed at the general public in the 17th District.

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

At least bullets are useful when dealing with gangsters.

When he entered, Lu Xiang was already waiting for him in the most conspicuous place. Today, she did not wear the department uniform. She changed into light casual clothes, wore a white sports cap, and tied her hair into a smart single ponytail. When she saw After Song Lan, she waved to him from a distance.

The business in the weapons store was unexpectedly booming, and there was an endless stream of citizens coming to choose weapons.

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

It was obvious that this was not her first time here, and she was very familiar with the weapons store's facilities.

Before the two of them got close to the shooting range, they could hear gunfire one after another.

Lu Xiang chose an empty seat near the innermost position and handed the pistol on the table to Song Lan, "'Mustang', loaded with 18 rounds, is the most common civilian pistol. It uses 9mm pistol ammunition and has a medium rate of fire. Its advantages are Low recoil.”

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

The disadvantage is that the firepower is poor. As long as the subcutaneous armor is slightly transplanted, the bullets of the pistol will be difficult to effectively kill.

Lu Xiang considered that it might be because Song Lan used the weapons provided to him by professional mercenaries. Not only were those people veterans of using guns, many of them had also modified their arms to control recoil.

But soon, Lu Xiang had to change his view.

Song Lan's movements looked extremely professional, his aiming and shooting movements were done in one go, and even his reloading movements looked like a real expert.

Then he delivered an astonishing result of hitting one shot with 36 bullets.

Now she finally realized that the reason why Devourer reported him had nothing to do with the recoil, it was simply that this guy was too weak.

"How did you manage to only hit one shot and still look like you had completed the mission honorably?"

This marksmanship is very poor even among ordinary citizens.

Song Lan put down the pistol, crossed his hands across his chest, looked at the shooting range and said, "At least, I emptied the magazine."

For a newbie who has touched a gun for the second time, he feels that this is already a good achievement.

He even got a shot.

As the saying goes, human physique cannot be generalized. In 2020, they have a total ban on guns. He has never seen a gun since he was a child. However, almost all people in 2166 grew up with the sound of gunfire, and gang wars have long been in progress. It becomes a part of their lives.

So for a young man from 2020, he feels that emptying the magazine is considered a success.

"You're wasting ammunition."

"But the target is moving."

Song Lan stretched out his hand and pointed at the dangling target.

As a target, it is somewhat despicable not to stand still while others shoot.

Lu Xiang held her forehead. She signaled Song Lan to pick up the gun again. She came behind him, stood up on tiptoes, rested her chin on Song Lan's shoulder, wrapped her hands around Song Lan's wrist, and lifted the gun in his hand. Arrived at the standard location.

Song Lan only felt something soft pressing against his back.

"Remember this feeling."

As soon as Lu Xiang opened his mouth, a burst of hot air blew past his earlobes, and the fresh smell of mint entered his nose.

"Bang bang bang——"

18/18.

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

Lu Xiang didn't expect that she would need to guide the other person in such a fool-like way. She clearly realized that this person had no talent at all in the shooting field.

"Remember?"

"remember."

"What does it feel like?"

"soft."

…

soft?

Lu Xiang frowned in confusion, then she suddenly thought of something, her cheeks turned red, she glared at Song Lan with a shy and annoyed look, raised her head and bit his earlobe.

Keep you from practicing your gun!

"Can you guys practice shooting well?"

The surrounding practitioners complained that they were practicing the gun well, but suddenly they felt like they were kicked. They really couldn't understand why they could still encounter such a scene in such a solemn place as the shooting range.

Is there no pure land in this world?

"Director, I think so."

Song Lan touched the painful bitten earlobe and said, "Target shooting is actually meaningless. Actual combat is the most important. You may not believe it, but I am actually a combat player."

"Practice player?"

Lu Xiang snorted, "That's just right. Next door is the virtual shooting range. That's why I asked you to come here."

She was indeed a supporter of pragmatism, but now she felt that Song Lan was being harsh.

According to her experience of frequent shooting range practice, those who are terrible at shooting often like to use "I am a practical person" to save their respect.

This is why the weapons store opened a virtual shooting range at the strong suggestion of citizens.

"The virtual shooting range uses holographic technology. Everything you feel inside can simulate 100% real feelings, allowing you to experience the feel and recoil of most firearms. In the virtual shooting range, participants will be divided into Two opposing teams are thrown into various virtual environments to battle.”

Since the number of places in the virtual shooting range is limited, the unspoken rule for participants is that the losing team will make a collective substitution.

Considering the experience of Song Lan's teammates, Lu Xiang could only form a team with him.

There are only six people in a team, and no one wants a gangster to enter their team.

"But before participating, I have to agree to Chapter 3 of the Law. This is a shooting practice. It is forbidden to use any ability that has nothing to do with shooting."

"It's not necessary to deal with them."

The virtual shooting range is next door. There are nearly twice as many people in the waiting room as there are in the shooting range. Most of them are young people, and there are also many gang members and street gangsters.

The holographic projection was playing the fierce confrontation in the virtual exercise, and the onlookers were furious. Many people cursed when they saw the last member of the challenger being surrounded and killed as if they were being played by their opponents.

Not long after, the glorious record of six consecutive victories was displayed on the projection.

"Oh? I didn't expect it to come at the right time."

Lu Xiang looked at the challenger who was taking off his equipment dejectedly, and raised his eyebrows, "There are people who dominate so early. Are they planning to play all day?"

"Bayang?"

"It's just a group of veterans forming a team. According to the rules of the virtual shooting range, the losing side will be replaced. As long as they keep winning, they can dominate the field for a long time."

Citizens often dare to get angry but dare not speak out against those who dominate.

Most people who come to the virtual shooting range are novices who come to try out guns. Facing these professionally trained players, they are often beaten to shame.

In addition, most of these dominators are street gangsters or even gang members, making citizens helpless against them whether in the virtual world or in reality.

"How about, do you want to challenge them?"

Lu Xiang blinked at Song Lan, "Beginners may have a bad experience fighting against them."