Start with a Cat and Mouse Game

　　 Will looked at Li Changheng with a hesitant expression, suddenly expecting that he would not accept it. After killing the innocent by mistake, he pushed the reason to the innocent person.

　　 This at least shows that Li Changheng's family and growing up environment are normal.

　　 But Li Changheng was silent for less than ten seconds, and said in a positive tone, "Sheriff, if I ordered him to raise his hand, you must have heard it, right?"

　　 "When, of course."

　　 Will suppressed the helplessness in his heart and smiled and patted Li Changheng on the shoulder. He really mistakenly thought that Li Changheng was not a child born and raised in a normal family.

　　 Thinking about the Mafia in New York, the Irish Gang and other forces, Will's heart trembled fiercely.

　　 "Don't worry, call for support. It will take at least an hour. We have time to discuss the case."

　　 "That's good," Li Changheng nodded with a smile.

　　 As for why Li Changheng accepted it so easily, it was entirely because he was an orphan for both lives.

　　 is just an orphan for a lifetime. It can also be said that it is a bad life, and it is completely normal to be a good person and a rich person.

　　 can be two lives, so don't expect how kind Li Changheng will be.

　　 Even if he is not a bad person, he is 100% egoist.

　　 Li Changheng continued to work as a policeman, in order to find things for Will, and used Ryan to turn his eyes away from Rambo.

　　 The two carried long guns on their backs and carried a whole pack of ammunition, and Will also learned his lesson and took the shotgun with the binoculars in the police station.

　　 After driving away from the police station, Li Changheng was surprised that Will went to a convenience store and sold a keg of canned beer before heading out of town.

　　 After driving south for half an hour, the car came to the Horn Shooting Range outside the town.

　　 parked the car more than 20 meters outside a small wooden two-story villa, Will turned on the amplifier of the police car, and got off the station by the door.

　　 took the walkie-talkie and said, "Horn, this is Will, this is Will, please move your gun away when you hear it, and don't point at me anymore."

　　 Before long, Li Changheng, whose eyesight became stronger due to his stronger body, saw a vague figure, snatched from the hillside in the distance in the dark night.

　　 More than ten meters away, the man with the gun yelled, "Damn Will, what do I want to come here so late?"

　　 "Don't worry," Will replied loudly, "I definitely didn't trouble you."

　　 With the walkie-talkie microphone still on the seat, Will said to Li Changheng, "Henry, don't get out of the car without my notice, understand?"

　　 Then he smiled and greeted Horn who was unhappy.

　　 A few minutes later, Li Changheng, who was notified, got out of the car and opened the trunk, carrying an M16 and a Winchester M70 shotgun with a 3-9x scope on his back.

　　 This M70 can be said to be a model of the most commonly used and successful shotgun to sniper rifle in the United States from the 1940s to the 1980s.

　　 It was not until the emergence of the M24 modified with the Remington M700 shotgun that it withdrew from the ranks of sniper rifles and became the most popular shotgun among civilian shotguns than the Remington M700.

　　 Li Changheng carried the Winchester M70 on his back, with a keg of beer in one hand and a whole pack of bullets in the other, and walked towards Will and Horn.

　　 "Is this the new rookie you are talking about?"

　　 "Don't care if you are a rookie, you help me train and teach him to shoot."

　　 Horn glanced at Will puzzledly, seeing Will's face serious, not like joking, he hesitated for a moment before nodding solemnly.

　　 "Let's go, it happens to be clean at night, and in the afternoon I hit a wild boar in the mountains, eating barbecue, drinking beer, and teaching rookies."

　　 "Damn, I knew you **** would not be honest".

　　 Will scolded Horn who led the way, turned his head and said to Li Changheng, "Henry, don't talk about Horne going hunting in the mountains."

　　 "Don't worry, sheriff, my mouth has always been strict."

　　 Li Changheng instantly understood that the middle-aged man in front of him had not purchased a hunting license.

　　 And the police in these small towns in Will will open one eye and close one eye, probably for the convenience of coming to the shooting range to practice guns, and enjoy a free barbecue by the way.

　　 Entering the shooting range, Li Changheng glanced around.

　　 This is not so much a shooting range as it is to build a private house under the hillside.

　　 Standing in the backyard of the villa, the farthest target spot that can be seen in the dark is built on a small hill a hundred meters away.

　　 Then you can see 10 meters, 30 meters, and 50 meters in turn. The gunner stands in the backyard of the villa and shoots directly with the gun.

　　 Li Changheng handed the beer to Horn, and according to what he said, he put the ammunition of the weapon on a row of wooden tables in the backyard, and then began to load the ten magazines of the M16.

　　He loaded the magazine for the first time. At first, the 30 rounds were not only loaded slowly, but it was easier for Will and Horn to see that he had never touched a firearm.

But after loading 5 magazines, the speed was obviously different. Not only did it double the speed, but it also made Horn and Will, who were sitting five or six meters away, eating barbecue and drinking wine, couldn't help being surprised. Looked at each other.

　　 Will tilted his head and asked Horne in a low voice, "Man, can you tell that Henry has never played with a gun, or did he pretend?"

　　 "Definitely not pretended to be".

　　 Horn stared at Li Changheng's hand confidently, "I have been a sergeant for 6 years, and I teach basically all recruits, so I can tell at a glance whether it's a rookie.

　　 This kid is the same as the 18 and 9-year-old recruits from New York, Massachusetts, New Jersey, etc., where guns are strictly prohibited~www.NovelMTL.com~ The muscle memory of the fingers when loading the bullet is not a play.

　　 However, he is very smart, or the coordination of his hands is very good.

　　The proficiency of a normal person with 1,000 rounds of reloading, he only needs one hundred and fifty rounds."

　　 Will heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this.

　　I, an adult in his 40s, would be embarrassed if he was deceived by a young man under the age of 18.

　　 Will and Horn murmured shortly before Li Changheng put down the tenth magazine full of bullets and turned to look at the two greasy middle-aged men sitting on the recliner.

　　 After taking a sip of the beer in his glass, Horn stood up and opened the switch in the wooden house. He saw 5 light bulbs light up between the backyard and the hillside.

　　 Li Changheng squinted his eyes to the hillside up to 200 meters away. Only a human-shaped target was erected, and the black and autumnal appearance of the target was probably a heavy cast iron target.

　　 After thinking about it a little bit, I understand.

　　 This is just a small town surrounded by mountains. Even if ordinary people hunt, they rarely shoot at targets 200 meters away.

　　Because in the mountains, it is difficult to have a straight line distance of two hundred meters, without being blocked by trees, bushes, and shrubs.

　　 As for shooting competitions among Americans, even in the 21st century, they are generally pistol and rifle competitions. The sniper rifle is a project of the army and law enforcement agencies.

　　 And 200 meters is almost the limit, the sight of ordinary gunners can aim at their prey.

　　 Horn first taught Li Changheng how to load the magazine, how to open the insurance, the trip and safety matters, and then how to stand, how to hold the gun, and how to offset the recoil.

　　 More than ten minutes later, Li Changheng, who had learned to disassemble the gun and assemble the M16, finally got his approval, holding the M16 and aiming at a target ten meters away.