Enforcer's Handbook

Due to the sudden cybermaniac incident, the daily shooting training was postponed.

Lu Xiang made arrangements early this morning and led the special operations team to "Unified Technology" to investigate, which is currently the number one suspect.

The mechanical hornworms attacked in full force and occupied all the sniper points near "Unified Technology" in advance. Once the cyber madman shows up, he will no longer be as lucky as yesterday.

In order to save Lu Xiang's worries, Song Lan gave full play to her subjective initiative today. She rode to a weapons store in the city center early in the morning. After entering the store, she chose the 200-watt-hour trial package and went to the shooting range to clear out two shuttles. After taking the bullet, I sat down on a chair in the waiting room of the virtual shooting range next door, crossed my legs, and started... actual combat observation and learning.

Compared with yesterday, his shooting level today has made a qualitative leap.

Achieved amazing progress from hitting 1 out of 36 shots to hitting 2 out of 36 shots today!

Besides him, who else can double his strength in just one day?

At least Song Lan himself is very satisfied with his progress. As the saying goes, all progress comes from his unremitting efforts. The improvement of his shooting level is the best interpretation of this sentence.

After a hard day, he decided to reward himself a little.

There was still an endless stream of citizens coming to the virtual shooting range to experience the real shooting experience. However, without the dominating street gangsters, the citizens were still dissatisfied. Looking at the pictures on the holographic projection, people in the waiting room were scolding.

The main reason is that we don’t know who ruined the atmosphere, which led to the emergence of quite a number of insidious villains among the participants.

This group of old guys started using trolls or sniper rifles, and hid behind boxes or rocks at the beginning. People who didn’t know it thought they were camping.

After more and more people were fooled by Lao Liu, they showed the spirit of joining if they couldn't beat them. This led to the gun feel experience becoming a squatting competition. The most important thing was who was more patient. The reason is that accurate marksmanship and agility are difficult to learn, but anyone can learn to hide behind a box.

The virtual shooting range did not seem to take into account such outrageous creatures as Lao Liu at the beginning of its design. No one set the time for each round. The only criterion for judging victory or defeat was that one party was completely destroyed. This resulted in the situation unless one occupied the extreme position. The advantage of large numbers, otherwise most people would just find a place to squat.

Those who like to rush have been killed, and the rest are all squatting masters with amazing patience.

In the virtual shooting range, the old men were scheming with each other, but the citizens in the waiting room were all anxious to death.

Except Song Lan.

As one of the people who led the charge in breaking the trend, he is very pleased with the changes to the virtual shooting range.

Looking at this momentum, it will not be his turn for a while. When he goes back to report at noon, he can confidently say that he has not fished at all. He has been queuing up all morning to train himself, but it is a pity that the queuing situation at the virtual shooting range Being too hot-tempered, he finally had no choice but to give up the opportunity to those who really needed it.

After all, for ordinary citizens, the firearms in their hands are their only hope when facing criminals, and he just avoids accidentally injuring his teammates when charging with them.

"You are very patient."

The voice from beside him interrupted Song Lan's thoughts, "These people don't understand the importance of patience at all."

The speaker was a girl who looked like she was only a junior high school student. She was sitting on a chair with her legs crossed. Song Lan remembered that this little girl was sitting here when she came in.

She has white shoulder-length hair and light blue pupils, which form an extremely sharp contrast with the whites of her eyes filled with red.

However, for people in 2166, colorful hair colors and various colored contact lenses are ways to show their personality. Those street gangsters dress up much more exaggeratedly than she does.

However, Song Lan saw through the truth at a glance.

The weapons store stipulated that underage children were not allowed to use the shooting range, so the girl could only stay in the waiting room and watch.

After all, this is a regular weapons store. Even according to the annual statistics of the law enforcement department, the vast majority of young people in District 17 first touched a gun at the age of 14 - far below the age stipulated by the coalition government law, but the store must abide by it. corresponding regulations.

"How did you sneak in without fearing that the security guards would throw you out?"

"I love hearing the sound of bullets."

The little girl said seriously, "It sounds very good and can keep my mood calm."

After the identification, this little girl is a potential bad girl.

Out of the sense of responsibility of a law enforcer, Song Lan suggested, "I still recommend you to listen to some music. FM98.7's body temperature radio station is quite good."

The little girl turned her face and looked at Song Lan. Maybe it was an illusion, but Song Lan felt that a blue light seemed to flash in her light blue pupils.

After being quiet for a few minutes, she commented, "I don't like it, it doesn't sound good."

"Hey, you were transplanted with a radio-type prosthetic body at a young age?"

Song Lan marveled at the fact that she could be transplanted with a home-use prosthetic body at this age, which meant that this little girl's family should be relatively well-to-do, and she was at least above the middle class in District 17.

Most of the children from these families should be busy with school now and aspire to become excellent "company people", and few will develop into street gangsters.

"No." The little girl shook her head, "But it just doesn't sound good."

"Everyone has his own merits."

Song Lan didn't like arguing with others, especially on such subjective topics, and he didn't intend to have more interactions with this little girl. His next plan was to queue up here until the morning and then return to the Law Enforcement Hall. hospital.

The little girl next to him was, at best, a brief encounter in his life.

The reason why it was short-lived was because out of the corner of his eye, he saw the security guard walking toward them menacingly.

Within ten seconds, the security guard stood in front of the little girl, his tall figure covering her like a hill.

"Where did you sneak in from?"

Weapons store regulations prohibit minors from entering.

If this matter is reported to the inspection department by someone who is interested, a fine will be imposed.

If the boss is fined, their wages will be deducted and they will be punished.

Facing the security guard's questioning, the little girl pursed her lips, hugged her knees with her hands, huddled up, and expressed her determination not to go out without saying anything.

The security guard was stunned, but for the sake of his salary, he grabbed the little girl's arm, but considering the size difference between the two parties, he didn't use much force.

The next moment, an electric current seemed to rush out of the little girl's body, and the security guard retracted his right hand as if he was electrocuted.

A trace of anger flashed in his eyes, "How dare you shock me!"

Just when he was about to get angry and sneak the other person out, the little girl reacted much more violently than he did. She suddenly rolled her eyes and rolled straight from the chair to the ground, just like a person having an epileptic fit. He convulsed on the ground like a sick man.

I'll make some adjustments in the past two days. I need to take a break after typing, and the next two chapters will be postponed to 11-12 o'clock.