Mother went to do some work, Amanda hid in her bedroom and made a phone call, and Owen also returned to his room.
What happened last night deeply touched him. Those terrorists would threaten his family, which he would never allow. Regardless of the fact that the CTU did not protect him enough, he himself was not strong enough.
There are many types of strength in this world. If you have money, power, and broad connections, this is a kind of strength. If you kill people like crazy and dominate the underground world, this is also a kind of strength.
However, Owen can't do these things. What he can do is to continuously improve his personal abilities and make himself stronger so that he can protect the people around him.
Personal abilities are nothing more than fighting, marksmanship, and adaptability.
Thinking of fighting, Owen thought of the scene where he was beaten up by the sniper at Zhongchen Building. Both he and McClain were almost killed by each other. If McClain hadn't been a mastermind in the end, they might have had to cover the flag.
Speaking of which, Owen's skills are actually quite good. He was a policeman before. Although policemen also have fighting training, it is not the focus. People with such dexterity as him are considered fighting masters.
But the gang of robbers in Zhongchen Building were all Marines. His opponents suddenly changed from ordinary people to professional soldiers, so of course they couldn't beat them.
Thinking about marksmanship, he really has no talent in this area. At most, he is at the level of an ordinary policeman. But when he was on Qisi Island, the few shots he took against the RPG shooter seemed to have helped Owen find a direction.
When bullet time appeared, his concentration, body, and muscles could work together perfectly to shoot a precise shot. He was able to suppress almost all RPG shooters by himself at that time.
It's just that adrenaline has great side effects and makes him want to die every time. He has never dared to try too much before. But there seems to be something different last time. It seems that as long as the bullet time is controlled to a short time each time, after that
It is released immediately and has no side effects.
Thinking of this, Owen tried to control his adrenaline. These days, he often wanders between life and death. The feeling is already very familiar, and he doesn't need to try for a long time to induce it like before.
Bullet time is on and off.
Turn it on again, then turn it off.
Unlike previous emergencies, this time Owen has more energy to observe bullet time itself. Adrenaline can indeed improve his various physical attributes in an instant, giving him a superhuman feeling.
Irving didn't feel any discomfort after opening and closing it several times in succession. It seemed that his guess was correct. The bullet time seemed to be harmless if controlled within two seconds.
With this discovery, Owen couldn't stay any longer. He couldn't wait to find a place to try it, and the best place was naturally the shooting range.
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An hour later, Irving drove to an outdoor shooting range outside of Los Angeles.
As for indoor shooting ranges, there are them everywhere in Los Angeles, and many gun shops have shooting ranges open to the public. However, Irving wanted to find an outdoor shooting range that could simulate mobile shooting, so that the scene would be more realistic.
However, the municipal government has relatively high requirements for outdoor shooting ranges, and these shooting ranges can only be built in the suburbs away from the city. This time Irving came to an outdoor shooting training range of the IPSC (International Practical Shooting Society).
Many police officers are members of the IPSC, and Owen is no exception.
The advantage of joining IPSC is that there are many experts in the association, who often communicate with each other and can learn a lot of tips. Moreover, IPSC often organizes some competitions, which are very entertaining.
However, there are several types of IPSC competitions, including modified guns and original guns. Owen prefers original guns. He feels that the path of modified guns is a bit crooked. Those players will do anything to win the game.
It is already contrary to the IPSC concept of practical shooting.
As far as Owen knows, these people usually lengthen the barrel of their gun. This is done to enhance the stability of the bullet and at the same time add a muzzle brake to the head of the barrel to reduce the recoil.
They replaced the firing pin, lightened the trigger, and reduced the amount of powder charge, all in order to make the gun fire faster and have less recoil. After they modified the gun, Owen felt that it was no longer a gun, but more like a dangerous toy.
In order to pursue a high rate of fire, some guys will minimize the force feedback of the trigger, so that the finger can fire the bullet without exerting any force. However, the consequence of such modification is that the safety of the gun is greatly reduced. This kind of gun, I am afraid
It will catch fire if dropped on the ground.
In the past, Owen often came here with his colleagues from the police station and made many friends here. However, his marksmanship never improved much, and then he gradually lost motivation.
It’s been a long time since I’ve been here, and there are some new faces, many of whom Owen has never seen before.
The shooting range was very large and divided into several different areas. Owen found an unoccupied area to start practicing.
After briefly recalling how he used bullet time on Kaisi Island, Owen closed his eyes.
When I opened my eyes again, the training began.
Turn on, aim, shoot, turn off.
Turn it on again, aim, shoot, turn it off.
Irving still maintains the habit of double combos, and Mozambique's two plus one shooting method has been deeply rooted in his bones.
The first few shots were not ideal. He had not yet found the perfect method. Although every bullet hit the target, some hit the edge and were not in critical locations.
The bullet made a crisp sound when it hit the humanoid target. Owen kept switching between bullet time and normal state. Coupled with other bonuses brought to him by adrenaline, every shot of Owen was extremely fast.
The training ground he was in was a simulated real-life scene, with some props serving as real-life obstacles, some simple walls and windows, and the enemies were humanoid targets.
Owen took small steps, moved, stopped, shot, moved, stopped, and shot. Each shot was a two-shot combo, and there was no possibility of missing the target under bullet time.
After more than a dozen shots, Owen gradually found the feeling, his movements became smoother and smoother, and the firing in his hand and the movement of his feet formed their own rhythm.
Gradually, Owen's foot movements became faster and faster, and the frequency of shooting became faster and faster. Anyone who has fired a gun knows that shooting in motion and shooting while standing still are completely different things, and shooting in motion is more difficult to hit.
Moreover, because people are in motion, the frequency of breathing and muscles will become intense, and shooting is a stationary matter. How to quickly switch between the two states has become the standard that distinguishes masters from mediocre players.
Irving has now found this trick. He actually stops every time he fires a gun, but the speed is very fast. Before people can react, he has fired and started moving again. Therefore, in the eyes of others, Irving has no trace at all.
Pause, walk and hit all the way.
He kept shooting, and every shot hit the target, but he still had his own rhythm. This was so powerful.
At some point, a lot of people had gathered in the area behind him, and everyone was curious about this newly emerged shooting master.
"Papa, papa"
After emptying the last two bullets in the magazine, Owen didn't pause at all. He gave up the rifle and took out his pistol, and the rhythmic double-shot rang out again.
A few seconds later, the pistol was empty. Owen pressed the eject button and his hand shook. The magazine flew out diagonally. When the pistol returned to the straight position again, the new magazine had been installed in place, and then there were continuous "pops".
Voice.
Finally, after shooting the last humanoid target, Owen put away his gun. After putting the gun in his gun bag, he turned around and found that there were many people standing behind him, and the crowd gradually remembered applause.
Irving was a little embarrassed. His previous shooting skills had always been mediocre, and he had never enjoyed such recognized applause. In the past, he had always been the one applauding from the side.
Owen smiled at everyone, and suddenly, a girl wearing a baseball cap walked up from the front row.
Owen looked at him suspiciously, and the girl stopped in front of Owen: "You are very strong, I want to compete with you!"