After a morning of training, it was time for Wang Zhen to train his gun sense. Today, the training item arranged by Pearson was pistol. The purpose was to further develop Wang Zhen's gun sense and rapid-fire ability in extreme environments.
Whether you are an assaulter, a precision shooter, or a sniper, you must master a pistol, which can save lives at critical moments.
There are situations where a pistol is better than a rifle.
There were a lot of people at the public shooting range, static target, and pistol training ground. Wang Zhen looked carefully when he entered.
Pearson required Wang Zhen to develop the ability to quickly analyze in unfamiliar environments in his daily life, because many conflicts occur suddenly in war-torn areas.
Wang Zhenshen thought so.
From their stature, behavioral logic, and clothing, Wang Zhen analyzed that these people were New York police officers.
After all, many people are wearing police uniforms...
Of course, this had nothing to do with him. Dragging his tired body, Wang Zhen waited for a target position and then took out his Glock 17 and started to prepare.
"Bang" "Bang" "Bang" "Bang" "Bang"
American Iai!
Fire ten shots at a very fast speed, the target will automatically count, and two shots will hit the target, with a total score of 13 points.
This result can only be said to be terrible. After all, this is not an ordinary shooting range, but a professional training camp.
Wang Zhen pouted. He also felt that this result was quite eye-catching. He had no choice but to do so. Pearson asked him to only look at the target once before shooting, then complete a quick turn and then close his eyes and shoot.
This is simulating CQB combat, where you suddenly look at the target, then move and shoot.
Or just stick your gun in and shoot blindly.
This completely depends on the feel and speed of the gun, and it can only be used with a pistol. The advantage is that it is extremely safe and highly lethal to targets without body armor.
There are very few people wearing body armor in the Middle East, so this kind of training is very necessary.
At the shooting position next door, a beautiful blond woman about 30 years old with a bun slightly turned her head to the side, and the corners of her mouth turned up unconsciously. She wanted to laugh, but she held it back because her shooting skills were terrible.
Wang Zhen lowered his head and adjusted the target position. Practice still needs to be done step by step. He changed the target from 20 meters to 10 meters. There were still 7 bullets in the gun.
He took a quick look at the target, turned around half-turn and quickly turned back again, with his eyes closed, "bang" and "bang" were two shots.
Look at the target again and hit the target with one shot.
The woman next to her who wanted to see a joke suddenly widened her eyes. Was this done with her eyes closed?
Blind, right?
Pearson criticized Donkey's bullshit notion that after firing 10,000 rounds of ammunition, you will naturally get a gun feel. In his words, there are skills to practicing gun feel. After each shot, you must recall the feeling of shooting just now.
The gun feel, the gun feel, one is to be familiar with the firearm, and the other is to look for that feeling.
I feel it, you can ejaculate more accurately with your eyes closed than with your eyes open!
Wang Zhen closed his eyes and thought about it carefully. The gun's grip was too tight. When he fired the second shot, he was always afraid that it would hit the target crookedly. He deliberately adjusted it to find that it was crooked instead. It should be more natural.
He glanced at the target again, turned half around, and fired two more shots with "bang" and "bang". The two shots hit the target, but the last shot was too far off, almost grazing the edge of the target.
Changing the magazine, then turning left half, right half turn, the shooting posture slowly washed away the habits I had developed.
Sometimes he hit the target once, sometimes twice, sometimes not at all. Every time Wang Zhen paused and thought about it, slowly looking for that random feeling.
According to Pearson, once he can hit the target with a gun, he can start shooting moving targets.
It's just that this kind of training method looks like a lunatic to others. There are special training grounds for practicing mobile shooting. Doing it at a fixed target position is like a clown.
Especially when there is a particularly beautiful woman standing next to Wang Zhen, and the woman is watching with interest.
What's the difference between this and those annoying pretty boys who show off their fancy tricks in bars and stadiums and try to seduce women?
The most disgusting thing is that this beautiful woman is also a New York police officer and is their immediate boss.
What's the difference between this and teasing the wives of these pot-bellied policemen in person?
The news spread quickly, and the more than 30 police officers present, all men, stared at Wang Zhen from behind.
There is murderous intent!
Wang Zhen suddenly stopped practicing, turned his head, and was stunned for a moment. His body tensed subconsciously, and the murderous look in his eyes flashed away. He moved his left hand behind him, and a brand new magazine appeared in his hand, and he completed the change in half a second.
Wang Zhen could swear to God that he really acted subconsciously.
Any murderer would have this reaction when surrounded by more than 30 malicious police officers.
Wang Zhen's subconscious action immediately caused the group of police officers to be alert. They immediately put their hands on the handles of their guns. The two sides faced off, and the surrounding air suddenly solidified.
Question: What are the characteristics of the American police?
Answer: I have seen enough criminals, and I am extremely vigilant. I will draw my gun immediately at the slightest sign of trouble, and I am always ready for American-style Iihe.
There is no way around it. There are too many criminals in the United States, and everyone has a gun. The police are a high-risk profession.
"What are you doing? Don't move at all. Take your hands away." When the beautiful woman who had been admiring Wang Zhen's shooting realized something was wrong, a confrontation broke out and was about to break out.
The woman stepped in front of Wang Zhen in two steps, facing a group of policemen, with sternness written all over her beautiful face.
Teng!!!
What do you mean by adding fuel to the fire?
A group of police officers were all furious. Damn it, their beautiful female boss actually reprimanded them severely for a strange man.
What NTR plot?
The woman also reacted after the scolding. She seemed to have made a mistake.
But now that the matter has come to this, we can only continue to make mistakes. The leader is not wrong!
"I'll say it again, this is Tactical Response training camp, don't be so nervous, relax!" the woman said loudly.
As a reminder, a group of police officers also reacted. This is a professional training camp. The people who can be trained here are professionals. They are either police officers or people from security companies. It is natural to be highly vigilant and overly sensitive.
When the woman saw that her subordinates were relaxing, at least on the surface, she stepped aside, looked at Wang Zhen, and then at her subordinates. The woman's natural intuition made her understand something.
Feeling happy in my heart, but calm on the surface, I waved my hand and said, "Okay, let's break up. Let's do our own thing."
Wang Zhen looked the woman up and down, and based on the experience taught by Donkey, he quickly made a judgment: appearance is 7 points, body is 8 points, and temperament... is 9 points!
Bonus points are the bumpy police uniform, which is mixed with the aura of a superior and the serious face...
People's minds can't help but think of some pictures, contrasts, policewomen, AVI...
A group of policemen, you looked at me, I looked at you, and finally their eyes fell on a bald man.
The bald man looks different from other policemen. He does not have a big belly. Instead, he is very strong. You can see that he is outstanding even if you don't have to be blind.
"Hey, Huang..." As soon as the words came out, there was a slight pause, "Yellow-skinned boy, your shooting methods are like a fancy hen, they are useless at all, do you dare to compare with me!"
In another situation, this guy would definitely say yellow-skinned monkey, but Wang Zhen is not a good person at first glance. He has a gun in his hand. Although it is a training round, he can still make people calm down and talk to you properly.
A sarcastic smile appeared on Wang Zhen's lips. Damn it, this is one of the reasons why he can't continue to stay at the Imperial Barrier. These Americans are arrogant and look down on everyone. It's particularly annoying and disgusting!
"Bi, ha, why should I compete with you?" Wang Zhen glanced at the woman next to him, the expression on his face looked very hateful.
"You coward, are you scared? If you're scared, get out of the way and don't show up in front of me!" the bald man mocked loudly.
Wang Zhen stretched out a finger and shook it gently, "My time is precious, but it's not like you, how much is your monthly salary, you poor guy."
"Fake!"
"Shit!" yelled.
"100 US dollars, don't you dare!" The bald man's head was throbbing with veins.
"100 US dollars? Buy a hamburger? Ha!" Wang Zhen continued to taunt, there is no use being polite to these people, you must be tough, "You succeeded in making me laugh."
"Then how much do you say, I'll bet you!"
"You can gamble, but I think you are too poor." Wang Zhen looked around and said with a smile: "It seems that you are not convinced. Who else wants to join this gambling game? There are more than 30 people who can't even raise 10,000 US dollars."
Come out."
The scene was silent for a moment. It would be okay to start a fight, but to pay...
Even an idiot could tell that Wang Zhen was not a novice just by changing the magazine with such ease.
"I'll give you $1,000 to win." The beautiful woman suddenly said, "Let me meet you, my name is Catherine."
Suddenly, things went crazy and the crowd was excited.
"Shit, bet him, I'll pay you 300."
"Bernard, kill this hateful boy and I'll pay you 200!"
Wang Zhen looked at the woman in surprise. Sure enough, beauty was a disaster.
But even if you know that a beautiful woman supports you with real money, it's hard for you to be unhappy.
A few hundred for you, a few hundred for me, all in small amounts of U.S. dollars, and I quickly collected more than 6,000 U.S. dollars...
The guy named Bernard had a dark face. Damn it, more than 30 people really didn't come up with $10,000. The poor guy was right, it was so embarrassing.
The question is who goes out with so much cash.
Under Wang Zhen's half-smiling gaze, a chubby policeman shouted angrily: "Boy, don't just blame us, do you have 10,000 US dollars in cash on you?"
"Hey, Hadley, stop watching the fun and get me some cash. I'll transfer it to you later." Wang Zhen waved to a staff member who was watching the fun not far away.
"You can discuss the rules of the game. I'll get them right away." Hadley said with a smile. Watching the excitement is not too big a deal.
In fact, there are no rules. It's just a 10-shot, ring-number comparison. If the number is the same, the competition will continue until the winner is determined.
Only this time, a limit of 30 seconds and a 20-meter target was added. The police observed Wang Zhen's practice and found that his hit rate was not high despite his fast shooting speed, and it was a 10-meter target.