Extraordinary: Start with owning the system

Wang Luo put his pistol back into the holster around his waist, and when he was about to enter the shooting range, a dozen people suddenly walked into the hall.

Among these people, the leader is a man about 1.7 meters in height, who should be no more than 28 years old in terms of age. He has a very strong physique, and his special muscles are like a rock, and the camouflage uniform on his body is collapsed tightly.

He wears a pair of black sunglasses and a match gun with three magazines slung from his waist.

"Rick, isn't this a place you can come to? Leave now, we need to use the field to practice now!" The man's face was full of disdain, he glanced at Wang Luo and Peng Yixing, and said coldly.

"Zhang Min! It's not up to you to decide here!" Peng Yixing stood there motionless, his gaze became extremely cold. It was obvious that he had conflicts with this person named Zhang Min.

Zhang Min said provocatively: "Don't listen? Hehe, do you want the officer to take you for questioning? Hurry up and leave! Don't make trouble! Unless you want to stay in the police station today!"

Hearing this, Wang Luo couldn't bear it. Wang Luo frowned, and said in a deep voice, "What a powerful official, which department and position are you in?"

Zhang Min didn't react for a while, and was immediately stunned.

And Wan Xihua was afraid that the matter would escalate, so he hurriedly came out and introduced: "Sergeant Zhang, this is Chief Inspector Wang Luo, Chief Inspector of Tsuen Wan Police Station, Sir Wang!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was shocked. The main reason is that Wang Luo has become a legend in the Hong Kong Island Police Force. The most important thing is that he has already become a middle-level person when he is less than 20 years old. The future is simply impossible. Limited.

Zhang Min suddenly realized, so he suppressed all his anger. He also knew how to measure, lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, sir! I am Zhang Min, Senior Sergeant of the Serious Crime Squad of Kowloon District!"

Wang Luo poked Zhang Min's chest with his finger, and said coldly: "I have a very bad impression of you. If you work under me, I will definitely fire you!"

Zhang Min's fists were clenched together, but the gap between them made him completely unable to refute, because no matter whether he wins or loses, he will definitely be fired, and the most taboo thing in the disciplined army is to have no boss.

"Sir Wang, thank you for your advice! I will educate my subordinates when I get back, so I won't bother you." A dull and majestic voice suddenly came over.

At this time, another man in his early thirties walked into the hall. This man was handsome and wore an ordinary camouflage uniform, but he walked with a natural aura.

"Who are you?" Wang Luo asked.

"Miao Zhishun, Chief Inspector of the Anti-Mafia Group in Kowloon District!" the man said in a deep voice, his eyes were very cold.

"So it's Officer Miao, hello! I've heard of your name, the sharpshooter in Kowloon."

Wang Luo squinted his eyes and looked at the chief inspector in front of him. He remembered that Miao Zhishun in the movie was still the chief inspector, which meant that he had almost no chance of promotion in the future, and he didn't know whether he had offended someone or made a mistake. case.

"It's just a joke among colleagues, it's not worth mentioning." Miao Zhishun didn't intend to shake hands with Wang Luo, and turned to Zhang Min and said, "Continue with the class, the assessment is coming soon, we don't have much time."

It was obvious that he and Zhang Min were friends, and Wang Luo didn't mind, saying to Peng Yixing, "Looks like we'll have to wait for a while!"

"No problem!" Peng Yixing shrugged his shoulders indifferently. In his eyes, there is no such thing as a defeated Zhang Min.

Zhang Min next to him held his breath, tried his best to calm down his mind, rolled his eyes slightly, and suddenly thought of an idea, so he said to Wang Luo: "I'm afraid Wang Sir has never been in contact with the IPSC sport, wait for me Do you want to chat with me after class?"

Miao Zhishun couldn't help frowning, feeling that his old friend might not be doing things properly.

He is well aware of Wang Luo's background. After all, Ni Jiaxiong dominated Tsim Sha Tsui back then, and his sphere of influence once extended to Kowloon, but such a behemoth was completely wiped out in a short period of time. Obviously, this helmsman is unusual and offended It is not wise to buy such a person.

It's a pity that Zhang Min didn't know what Miao Zhishun was thinking. All he wanted to do now was to let out a sigh of relief.

"Okay!" Wang Luo said with a smile, and then walked to Wan Xihua's side. The distance between the two was very close, and their shoulders were almost close together.

Sensing that the eyes of the people around her were not right, Wan Xihua subconsciously moved half a step to the side, but this move only confirmed her previous relationship with Wang Luo.

Some male police officers around expressed disappointment and envy, but this kind of thing can only be said in private, and no one dares to gossip unless the person concerned admits it.

Zhang Min took a deep breath, then took a few steps back, took out his pistol, and said: "Then I will start teaching today, and there will be an exchange game later, everyone can stay and watch.

First of all, colleagues from the disciplined forces are welcome to come here to participate in the IPSC training. Let me briefly introduce the IPSC competition. This competition originally originated from the actual combat shooting of the army. It can train and improve a person's shooting accuracy and handling ability in complex environments.Can anyone tell me how many bullets I can hold in this gun? "

This question was not difficult for the people present, and they quickly said in unison: "It can hold 21 rounds of bullets!"

"It's 22 bullets!" A lazy voice was mixed among these voices, it was Wang Luo's voice, and he gave different answers.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Wan Xihua kicked Wang Luo lightly, thinking that Wang Luo was wrong.

"It's because you don't understand. After all the firearms are full of bullets, you can fill one more round as long as you load the bullets." Wang Luo said lightly.

Zhang Min said with a cold face: "That's right, it's 22 rounds! You can load another round after the bullet is loaded."

He didn't intend to let Wang Luo show off any more, and continued to introduce: "Every humanoid target in the shooting range is divided into three areas. Area A is five points for the head, area B is seven points for the heart, hands and other areas are two areas for C. Points. The jury will give points based on the scores of all the targets and the technical difficulty. Simply put, it means that the most hits in area A, the shortest time, and no technical errors can win."

But it is a pity that these contents are completely useless to Wang Luo and Peng Yixing, especially after Zhang Min finished speaking, Peng Yixing suddenly raised his hand and fired. Two consecutive shots were fired almost instantly, and two bullets hit a target at the same time. Bit A area.

Everyone was startled by this, Zhang Minqi's face was ashen, he gave Peng Yixing a hard look, left a sentence to let everyone familiarize himself with the venue, then quickly walked into the lounge, picked up a bottle of mineral water and drank up.