I'm in Marvel's infinite draw

The audience platform on the shooting range was already densely packed with soldiers in military green uniforms and iron helmets, and many officers in military uniforms were also present to watch.

Officer Brandt took the first step to test the gun, and the female detective was still clinging to the file.After seeing Steve leading Kyle into the arena, Chief Brandt waved his arm at the various ordnance on the table: "Here are all the rifles used by the US military, you can choose one yourself."

Kyle nodded, but instead of walking towards the table, he approached the female agent and said with a smile, "I don't know what kind of gun Agent Carter is using. Can you lend me a little to use it?"

Agent Carter raised his head. Under the bright sunshine, the European and American delicate faces, red lips, and fair skin all matched together to give off a full charm.

It was only after Kyle left the chief's office that he learned the name of the female agent in front of him from Steve's mouth—Carter, who was more beautiful and moving than the one in the movie.

"Of course. But are you sure you want to use it in the competition?" Agent Carter said coldly, while taking out the gun she carried with her. It was a black exquisite special pistol.

"Soldier, are you joking? Do you want to compare your pistol with my rifle?" Officer Brandt next to him was angry.

Even if it's just a 50-meter target, how accurate is the pistol's performance compared to a rifle?

"Just lend it to me." Kyle confirmed that he took the special pistol from Carter. The exquisite pistol seemed to be tailor-made for women. There is a cold light shining in the sun, no doubt it is a hot weapon that can kill people.

"Good gun." Kyle praised and began to swing the pistol in his hand.

"Three shots are enough to decide the outcome. There is no need to waste the bullets of the national army on you." Officer Brandt said, pulling the safety of the rifle in his hand and walking onto the shooting platform.

"Three shots are three shots. Sir, please shoot first." Kyle said with a smile, and made a gentlemanly gesture of please.

"Little young man living in a greenhouse, let me show you what marksmanship is."

Commander Brandt moved quickly, quickly held the lower end of the gun, and after a few seconds of aiming, he shot three times at a target 50 meters away.

After shooting, he stood up satisfied. Shooting a 50-meter target with a rifle is the foundation, and with more than 20 years of shooting experience in the army, it is not difficult at all.

Soon, the trainer gave feedback on the results of the target shooting: "Mr. Brandt. 50 meters target, two shots hit the center of the bullseye, and one shot hit the inner circle of the bullseye, a total of 29 points!"

29 points, almost full marks!

The onlookers on the shooting range exclaimed. Officer Brandt was satisfied, but his expression remained serious. He shook his head and said, "I'm not in good condition, otherwise thirty minutes would be easy."

"As expected of being proficient in rifles." Kyle shrugged and walked towards the shooting platform by himself.

He lived in a peaceful era in his previous life, let alone practiced with a pistol, he had never even touched it.But at this time, holding the card related to the pistol mastering skills, with the pistol in hand, an unprecedented sense of familiarity arises spontaneously.

Looking at the target in the distance, Kyle's movements could not be said to be smooth, but he still raised his arm, aimed and fired in less than half a second, and also shot three times in a row!

"Pretends like it." Officer Brandt shook his head, 50 meters is already a long-range target for a pistol, and the difficulty of hitting it is more than one grade higher than that of a rifle.

If you want to win, you can only hit the bull's-eye with all three shots. The chance of this is almost zero for a recruit.

Sure enough, the trainer checked the 50-meter target for a long time before reporting loudly: "Soldier Kyle. 50-meter target, all three shots are empty, and the score is 0."

There was silence on the shooting range, and then the audience roared with laughter.

Officer Brandt was also stunned. He thought that Kyle was full of confidence. Even if he couldn't beat him, he would at least hit the target. Unexpectedly, all three shots missed.

"A farce, a farce. Kyle, pack up your things and get out." Officer Brandt shook his head mockingly, but Kyle, who was still standing on the shooting platform, suddenly shouted: "Trainer, please check the 100 meter's target."

"A [-]-meter target? What else do you want to do? Isn't it enough to make jokes?!" Chief Brandt finally couldn't help it, and stepped forward with a rifle in his hand. His face turned livid with anger, and the muzzle almost hit him directly. On Kyle's head, "Believe it or not, I shot you!"

Kyle said calmly: "Before you crash me, can you wait for the trainer to report the [-]-meter target score first?"

"Are you crazy? Do you really want me to kill you?!" Officer Brandt said angrily. At this moment, the trainer's hasty report sounded a hundred meters away:

"Report, report, Kyle soldier, 100-meter target, three rounds hit the bull's-eye, [-] points!"

The [-]-meter target, all three hits!

The shooting range, which was full of laughter, fell silent again.The soldiers and even the officers outside the field were stunned.

Commander Brandt showed an expression of incredible astonishment, and asked the trainer again, and only after the trainer confirmed that it was correct, he put down the rifle in his hand in a daze.

"In this way, I won this competition. Sir, I will continue to stay at the base for training." Kyle also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and was almost put on the head with a gun. This feeling is not a joke .

However, it turned out that he won.It's enough if there is no danger.

Without waiting for Officer Brandt to respond, Kyle left the firing stand, walked towards Agent Carter, and returned the special pistol in his hand to her.

Carter looked at him in surprise, and said with emotion: "I never thought you could do this with a pistol."

"With the range of this special pistol, you can do the same." Kyle responded with a smile.

"How do you know?" Carter couldn't help asking.

"Guess. But today, you are my Goddess of Victory. Next time I have a chance, I will definitely thank you." After Kyle finished speaking, he turned and left the shooting range, leaving behind Carter, who was still standing still, still in a daze. Executive Brandt in a trance.

Outside the shooting range, when Steve saw Kyle come out, he ran over and gave him a hug: "Kyle, you scared me to death!"

"Please, don't be so gay, I'm straight." Kyle said so, but in fact, after the hug, he put his hand on Steve's thin shoulder.

"I didn't expect your marksmanship to be so good. Teach me well in the future." Steve said happily.

"Of course, whoever we are with, let's go have dinner."

The two walked towards the cafeteria with their shoulders crossed, and watched them leave. Someone in the audience in the shooting range took the lead, and soon there was thunderous applause.

The new recruit in the same dormitory who was ridiculed before also bowed his head in shame.

Pistol 50-meter target vs. rifle [-]-meter target, complete victory!The shooting ability of such a sharpshooter deserves the applause and respect of everyone in the barracks.

"The meals in the army are nutritious, but the taste is still not very good." Kyle returned to the barracks dormitory to rest after eating. Big change.

In Steve's words, those who used to ignore them are now eager to show their faces to beg for a friend position, and those who have bullied and teased them before are now acting with their tails between their legs.

This is the deterrent of strength and talent.

After enjoying the convenience and benefits of drawing cards, Kyle fell in love with this feeling of constantly enriching and strengthening himself.

There are nearly NO.20 people in a dormitory. He is like a dry sponge, and he begins to continuously extract various card abilities around him, and he will not refuse anyone who comes.

However, these soldiers are all young recruits. Even if they have cards, most of them are limited to white cards, and there are very few green cards.Among the green cards, very few have practical value.

It's better to be Agent Carter, when will all the more than 20 green cards be drawn.

After collecting Kyle, he leaned on the bed and was thinking about it. Steve suddenly leaned on the bed and asked curiously, "Kyle, what are you thinking about?"

Kyle, who was still in a fugue, blurted out, "I miss Agent Carter."

"Ah, Agent Carter." When Steve heard the name, his face froze.

"You guys, you like Agent Carter." Kyle smiled secretly and comforted him, "Don't worry, I won't snatch the woman you like."

"You really are." There was a touch of emotion on Steve's face, but he quickly lost it, "I'll forget it. I don't deserve a woman like her."