Bump and bump!

Da da da da da da da!

The huge sound kept echoing in the basement of a farm villa in southern Colorado.

This is an underground shooting range with very complete facilities.

The surrounding walls are obviously made of very high-quality sound-absorbing materials, so a large part of the huge gunshots are absorbed by the walls. Otherwise, in such a closed environment, the sound of these guns and ammunition will make people's ears deaf.

Abel and Roosevelt, with earplugs, released the power of gunpowder and metal in them.

It lasts for at least one hour.

Abel rubbed his shoulders and arms that were numb and his arms with unfulfilled satisfaction, and put down an AK47 in his hand that was well maintained.

He made a gesture.

Then the two took off their earplugs together and whispered in Roosevelt's admirational look: "Huh... it's very comfortable! But this underground shooting range is so good, it's not as comfortable as outdoors. I think if we get it on top, will it be easier?!"

Roosevelt thought for a while and said, "The underground shooting range has the benefits of an underground shooting range. As long as the sound-absorbing materials are used well and combined with earplugs, it will have no effect on the human body! However, it is indeed some inconvenience, not as comfortable as outdoor shooting ranges! There are also bad things about outdoor shooting ranges. If there are people, the bullets may turn into stray bullets and accidentally hurt people and animals."

"It doesn't matter!"

Albert waved his hand: "There is a huge area around here, and it's all ours in the future! We will train the personnel in the future, why are we afraid of accidental injuries? Roosevelt, I will give you another job and move this shooting range to it!"

"OK."

Roosevelt agreed unconditionally. He just lamented in his heart: he wanted to find someone to test whether he could raise a walnut, and he wanted to find someone to transfer the shooting range...

After the promised work here is completed, will I go back to Los Angeles?

But Roosevelt dared not say it.

He could only agree.

Abel ignored Roosevelt's thoughts. Why should the boss be polite to his subordinates? As long as he pays attention to his feelings and has enough benefits and salary management, is there anyone unwilling to work?

It just made Roosevelt work harder. And if Roosevelt is unwilling to do these things, many people are willing to do it!

Putting aside the little lament in my heart, Roosevelt said with a little surprise and admiration, and asked curiously: "BOSS. Have you played with guns before? Or have you learned it?!"

"No. First time."

"That……"

Roosevelt smiled bitterly.

He pointed to various active targets opposite the underground shooting range: "Then you may be talented, your boss."

Why do you say so?

Because during this more than an hour of play, Abel shot none of the ten shots except when he was familiar with the first stage.

But only half an hour later, Abel relied on his amazing physical fitness to adapt to the recoil and weight of these guns, and almost hit the bull's-eye every time!

Sometimes, from Roosevelt's perspective, the boss is shooting at the blind Jiba. Why do you say that? Because if your eyes are not considered shooting at the blind Jiba, then what else can be called shooting at the blind Jiba? In the end, he actually hit the target with a gun, which is unreasonable!

Even the former Navy SEALs, Comrade Roosevelt's shooting skills were not as good as him!

Seeing Roosevelt's shock at his marksmanship, Abel said that he was actually quite shocked at the beginning.

At first, out of excitement and curiosity, he couldn't wait to get in touch with these guns and ammunition and shoot randomly.

After having fun, he actually found that in this kind of shooting, the smoke of fate could be used!

He took advantage of the number of times the fate smoke was used today, and in half an hour, he turned into a sharpshooter in seconds, shooting as he shot.

The effect of Fate Smoke is only half an hour.

One time, I simply closed my eyes and held two lighter pistols, crackling and shooting randomly.

As a result, the gun hit the target.

It shocked Roosevelt.

Little do they know that it is actually the boss's cheating.

Abel didn't expect that his plug-in could be used in this regard. But then again, Fate Smoke's original ability is predictive, and the stage of shooting skills reaching the highest level is actually a very fantasy prediction.

This seems to make sense.

Otherwise, please explain why there is a sniper in the army in China when participating in international design competitions.

Win first place.

The value of this first place is so high that ordinary people cannot imagine. How high is the value of this first place?

A distance of about 500 meters is about 500 meters. Without aiming equipment and aiming assistance, relying on the mechanical aim of the gun itself and the naked eye, hitting a knife 500 meters away, and the bullet just passed through the middle of the knife, and the bullet was cut into two and half!

Such a fantasy thing.

The Chinese domestic sharpshooter has achieved it!

An ordinary person can't even see a knife that is 500 meters away, let alone a gun. If you think a knife that is 500 meters away doesn't know what it means.

Then we can shrink by 100 times, and 500 meters is five meters. In other words, after shrinking by 100 times, can you see a needle on the ground five meters away when you are reading a book?

Not to mention, it is the one that must be found in three seconds and completed the shooting.

After Abel opened the plug-in, he won every shot, but he did not have the exaggeration of this sharpshooter...

Decades and hundreds of years ahead of schedule, the sharpshooters on the battlefields of World War I and World War II did not have the various sniper rifles that are now used.

Most of them rely on the ordinary standard rifles at that time. After a simple modification, they achieved a great achievement of killing hundreds of people, even a thousand people, and even knocking down the enemy 2,000 meters away.

These deeds are as fantastic as the Chinese sharpshooter mentioned above.

Even if Abel turns on a plug-in, he will be at most at the same level as these sharpshooters who live in reality or in history.

This is not an incredible surreal power!

After accepting Roosevelt's heartlessness and his talent in shooting, Abel and Roosevelt left the underground shooting range.

You can enter the underground wine cellar in the basement. The facilities here are a huge wood as the center, and a round closet in the middle that can store various wines.

Now there is a lot of wine filled with it, at least 60% of the wine is placed in it.

But Abel noticed that it was all wines without names, some good wines he had drunk and nothing was seen.

Roosevelt explained: "This is made by the winery in the farm, some red wine and some foreign wine. It is not worth much, but the valuable ones have been taken away by the New Yorker."

Abel nodded.

After a visit.

He took Roosevelt out of the basement and returned to the top of the villa.
Chapter completed!