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

He had long heard that this shop was the largest weapons store in the 17th District, and unlike the black market, it sold legal firearms, and it was aimed at the citizens of the 17th District.

For ordinary people who can't afford a combat prosthesis, having a gun for self-defense can give them a great sense of security.

At least when facing gang gangsters, bullets are still useful.

When she entered the door, Lu Xiang was already waiting for him in the most conspicuous place, she didn't wear a departmental uniform today, she changed into light casual clothes, wore a white sports cap, and her hair was tied into a neat single ponytail, and when she saw Song Lan, she waved to him from afar.

Business in the weapon shop was unexpectedly hot, and there was an endless stream of citizens who came to pick up weapons.

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

It was clear that this was not her first time here, and she was very familiar with the facilities of the weapons shop.

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

Lu Xiang picked a vacant seat near the innermost side, and handed the pistol on the table to Song Lan, "'Mustang', 18 rounds of ammunition, the most common civilian pistol, using 9mm pistol ammunition, medium rate of fire, the advantage is that the recoil is small. ”

The advantage of civilian guns is that they are easy to use, and even novices can play a good role.

The disadvantage is that the firepower is not good, as long as the subcutaneous armor is slightly transplanted, the bullet of the pistol is difficult to achieve effective killing.

Lu Xiang considered that it might be because Song Lan didn't use the weapons provided to me by professional mercenaries, these people were, but all of them were veterans of guns, and most of them had regressed and modified their arms in order to control recoil.

But very slowly, Song Lan just had to change her opinion.

Lu Xiang's movements looked very professional, his motives for aiming and shooting were done in one go, and even the action of changing ammunition was like a real expert.

However, he handed in an astonishing result of 36 rounds to hit one shot.

Now you finally realize that the reason the Devourer reported me under his real name has something to do with recoil, and it's not that guy is too strong.

"How did he manage to get a shot and still look like he had completed his mission with honor?"

That marksmanship is very poor even outside the realm of special citizens.

Lu Xiang put down the pistol, put his hands around his chest, looked at the shooting range and said, "At most, you emptied the magazine." ”

For a newcomer who touched a gun for the seventh time, I don't think it's a wrong achievement.

I even got a shot.

As the so-called human physique can be generalized, in 2020, we are completely banned from guns, from big to small, I have even seen guns, and almost all the people in 2166 have grown up in the sound of guns, and gang fights have long become a part of our lives.

So for a young man from 2020, I think emptying the magazine is considered a success.

"He's called a waste of ammunition."

"But the target is moving."

Lu Xiang stretched out his hand and pointed to the dangling target and said.

As a target, it turned out to be standing there obediently when someone else was shooting, which is more or less despicable.

Song Lan held his forehead, you signaled to pick up the gun again, and he came to me, stood on tiptoe, rested his chin under Lu Xiang's shoulder, wrapped his hands around Lu Xiang's wrist, and lifted the gun in my hand to the standard position.

Lu Xiang only felt that there was nothing soft against my back.

"Remember that feeling."

As soon as Deng Yao spoke, a cold air blew through my earlobe, and the fresh mint smell drilled back my nose.

"Bang bang bang-"

18/18。

While emptying the magazine, the hit data is displayed under the electronic screen.

Song Lan thought that he needed to guide the other party in that foolish way, and you vaguely realized that that person had the slightest talent in the field of shooting.

"Remember?"

"Remembered."

"What does it feel?"

"Squishy."

……

Squishy?

Song Lan frowned suspiciously, and then you suddenly thought of something, a red glow appeared on your cheeks, she glared at Lu Xiang with embarrassed eyes, raised her head and bit my earlobe.

Let him practice his guns well!

"You can practice your guns well!"

The surrounding practitioners complained, the gun was practiced well, but suddenly there was a feeling of being kicked, and we really understood why we could still encounter such a scene in a solemn place like the shooting range.

Is there no pure land in the whole world?

"What do you think, Director?"

Lu Xiang touched the earlobe that was bitten and didn't hurt a little, and said, "What's the point of shooting, actual combat is the most important thing, he may believe it when he says it, you are actually a real combat player." ”

"Actual players?"

Song Lan snorted, "This is just right, the next door is not a virtual shooting range, that's why you called him there." ”

You are indeed a supporter of practical combatism, but now you feel that Deng Yao is being stubborn.

According to your experience of coming to the shooting range to practice guns, these people who shoot poorly often hate to use "you are a real combat person" to save their dignity.

That's why the weapons shop opened a virtual shooting range on the weak advice of the citizens.

"The virtual range uses holographic technology, everything he feels outside can be simulated to 100% real feelings, allowing him to experience the feel and recoil of a small number of firearms, outside the virtual range, the participants will be divided into two opposing teams and thrown into various virtual environments to fight backwards."

Since there is no limit to the number of places in the virtual range, the unspoken rule of the participants is that the losing side will be replaced collectively.

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

There were only eight people outside a team, and everyone wanted a bastard to retire from their team.

"But after participating in the eighth chapter of the law, it is a shooting practice, and it is forbidden to use all abilities related to shooting."

"It's a fundamental need to deal with us."

The virtual shooting range is next door, and there are nearly twice as many people waiting outside as there are people gathered there, and the few people gathered there are all heavyweights, gangsters and street gangsters.

The holographic projection was playing her confrontation in the virtual exercise, and the onlookers were furious, watching the first member of the challenger side being specially rounded up by the opponent, and many people cursed.

It was a young time, and the projection showed a glorious record of eight consecutive wins.

"Oh? It's really timely. ”

Song Lan looked at the challenger who was dejectedly taking off the equipment, and raised her eyebrows, "People who have not dominated the field for so long, are we ready to play for the next day?" ”

"Domination?"

"It's not a group of veterans forming a team, according to the rules of the virtual shooting range, the losing side is replaced, and as long as we keep winning, we can dominate the field for a long time."

For those who dominate the field, citizens often dare to be angry and dare to speak.

The few people who come to the virtual range are novices who are eager to test their guns, and they are often beaten up in the face of professionally trained players.

Add to that the fact that those who hate the shooting range are street gangsters and even gang members, so that the citizens have nothing to do with us in the virtual world or in reality.

"How, if you want to challenge us?"

Song Lan winked at Lu Xiang, "Against us, the experience of a novice may be very poor." ”

(End of chapter)