The next day, Irving got up early and rushed to the SWAT training ground. He had already applied for a temporary pass here and could come and go freely.
Although yesterday's performance was not bad and he won everyone's recognition, to put it bluntly, he is just okay in shooting. In addition, he has some connections in CTU and has a lot to learn in other aspects.
But he came early, and someone came earlier than him. As soon as he walked into the training ground, he heard the rhythmic three consecutive hits.
Owen walked over and saw the beautiful figure from a distance. The assassin was holding an AR15 and shooting rhythmically.
Sure enough it was her!
No wonder this woman's marksmanship is so good. Looking at her energy, she puts in much more effort than others. I don't know why this woman is working so hard.
Looking at the shadow shooting in the morning light, Owen suddenly remembered a wise saying from his previous life: You can rely on your face to make a living, but you have to rely on your talent.
This sentence really suits her.
Irving did not disturb him, but went to the locker room to change equipment, and then stood silently on the side of the practice field watching.
Monica had just hit a fixed target for a while, and now she started scene practice. This kind of practice was similar to the situation in their previous games. It focused on comprehensive abilities in various aspects such as shooting speed, positioning, and accuracy.
Owen secretly turned on bullet time and watched every action of Monica's shooting without skipping a frame. Yes, he was stealing from her.
Although he defeated Monica in that competition, Owen knew his own affairs. He relied on cheating to achieve that result, but Monica relied on real hard power, which is simply incomparable.
In the field of vision, every time Monica shoots, every adjustment after the muzzle jumps, the footwork of her feet, and the size of each step, all of these are particular. But some of them Owen can't understand yet, so he can only memorize them first.
Think about it slowly after you get down.
After fighting for a while, Monica finally spotted Owen while changing the magazine, but this woman seemed not to recognize him and continued to practice shooting without even saying hello.
Owen is not angry either, because he discovered yesterday that this woman treats everyone like this not only to him, but I am afraid the only one who is a little surprised is Alyssa.
Seeing that Monica had discovered him, Owen couldn't keep hiding and watching, so he found a shooting range and started practicing by himself.
It's terrible, really terrible.
It's impossible to see his shooting skills without using bullet time. Monica's expression on the other side is a bit strange. She can't understand what Owen is doing. Although his shooting skills are so good, he pretends to be like a rookie and is humiliating me.
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Owen didn't know that he had unknowingly offended this beauty again. He was still immersed in the state of practice.
This kind of practice is very effective. Owen didn't feel much about many of Monica's subtle movements when he saw them. It was only when he got started that he realized that these small movements are very useful.
With the addition of bullet time, he can carefully feel the changes brought about by each movement. It can be said that what he practices for an hour is better than what others practice for a whole day.
Irving feels like he's improving every moment.
After practicing the gun for a while, other people came one after another.
The morning time is usually free time. Individuals only need to practice according to their own shortcomings. Of course, no one will care about you if you don’t practice.
Owen looked over and saw that Alyssa was practicing fighting, but her method was quite special. She was neither hitting a sandbag nor finding someone to practice with, but punching and kicking quietly, as if she was understanding the mystery of each movement.
Campbell was skipping rope, and Monica was still practicing her gun. The area where the girl was was already covered with bullet casings, but the others were obviously used to it, and no one expressed any surprise.
A big man named Maurice was lifting the iron. He was the leading soldier in the team and the one who held the shield yesterday.
His job is very dangerous, and he is definitely very strong. Ordinary people cannot be a vanguard. With a bulletproof shield weighing several dozen kilograms, coupled with a heavy body armor and a bulletproof mask, ordinary people will not be able to stand even if they stand.
Of the remaining two, one is running, named Nicholas, and the other is lifting, named Colson. Both are assaulters.
With a "boom", there was an explosion in a training ground. It must be Thracian practicing his blasting.
This guy is the goal scorer in the team, and his specialty is blasting.
A goal scorer is not just a goal scorer who simply knocks the door open with a hammer. General goal scorers need to be proficient in chemistry, especially blasting, because they not only need to break doors, but sometimes also need to break through walls and the like.
When cold attack cannot achieve the goal, hot attack is needed. At this time, how to choose the bomb and how much dose to use are very particular.
The door breaker must adjust the dose according to the actual situation, so as to achieve the purpose of "breaking" without causing harm to hostages or other people due to excessive power.
"Hey, Thrace, how about you teach me your skills?"
Owen feels like he is in a treasure house now, with treasures everywhere around him. Everyone has something they are good at, and Owen can't wait to learn them all.
"What, you want to learn this? No problem, it's very simple, but you have to teach me marksmanship..."
In yesterday's action, Owen conquered everyone with his marksmanship. Two people who had not been very good at dealing with each other before had all their old grudges abandoned due to one action. It must be said that combat is the best blending agent.
Owen readily agreed. Although his own marksmanship was not very good, it did not prevent him from teaching others. Monica's skills were priceless.
Irving spent the whole morning studying. Thrace did not hide anything. He taught him how to use linear explosives and gave him a simple demonstration of the differences between vertical strips, diagonal strips and T-shaped cuts.
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Irving also tried it himself, and it was indeed very easy to use. This thing is actually a long strip of fixed shape made of explosives, attached to the door or wall, and the shock wave is used to force the opening. There is basically no door that cannot be opened.
However, Owen cannot cheat when learning this. He can only rely on his own understanding. One morning is only enough for him to learn the basic uses, such as matching and so on. Those more advanced ones can only be learned slowly later.
In the afternoon, we still practice together. Irving is constantly growing. He can learn new things with every practice. He is like a sponge, constantly absorbing nutrients.
Alyssa looked at the young man in the team and was a little undecided. Yesterday's action proved Owen's value as a shooter. His marksmanship and consciousness are no worse than Monica's, but SWAT is a team.
Members must not only be capable, but most importantly, be smart enough and know how to cooperate.
Irving's impulsiveness and disobedience yesterday are very taboo. Moreover, when he drove into the opponent's vehicle from behind, he did not discuss it with anyone in the team beforehand. It was a completely personal behavior. Although it was successful in the end, this approach was not
Worth advocating.
As a commander, Alyssa was not optimistic about Owen, but as a soldier, she was surprised by Owen's qualities. This guy learned everything very quickly and had unlimited growth potential.
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