I Play Dungeons in the Police Station

"Shooting is all about aligning three points, aiming intentionally, and firing unintentionally. Watch as I demonstrate for you."

After receiving his equipment, Mao Ji took Li Xiang to the practice position at the shooting range. Knowing he was a novice, he voluntarily introduced the basic elements of shooting to Li Xiang.

Bang~

In city-level competitions, the shooting distance is a 7-meter target. Mao Ji retrieved the target paper. The shot he fired landed right on the 8 ring.

Not bad. Mao Ji felt satisfied with this result for his first shot, representing his normal level and not embarrassing himself in front of the newcomer.

"See, when firing, don't use too much force, or your movements will deform, causing the muzzle to shift and the shot to veer off course."

After seeing his own results, Mao Ji felt more confident in teaching. Meanwhile, Li Xiang had already loaded the gun.

He raised his hand and, without much aiming, fired purely based on muscle memory.

Bang~

"Did you aim? You must slow down your breathing, or its fluctuations will also affect shooting accuracy."

Seeing Li Xiang fire without much aiming, Mao Ji thought he was just messing around and continued teaching.

Since they signed up for the competition, it's better to be serious. After all, they were the hope of the first squad. Although Li Xiang was a novice, if his score was too poor, it would reflect badly on his teaching.

"Casually shooting like this won't hit the target."

Seeing that the outer circle of Li Xiang's target paper was smooth, as if there were no bullet holes, Mao Ji assumed that Li Xiang missed with this shot. Missing on the first shot is normal for a newcomer.

But upon closer inspection, the bullseye of the target paper seemed to let some light through.

He took a closer look: "Damn, ten ring?"

Mao Ji stared at Li Xiang in shock: "You must have just guessed, right?"

Seeing Mao Ji's shocked expression, Li Xiang realized that his act might have shattered his confidence, so he feigned surprise and said, "Ten ring? Really? It was just a guess."

"I was wondering, if your first shot is a ten ring, how can I even continue?"

Hearing him say this, Mao Ji relaxed and continued, "Come on, fire another shot so I can see."

"Alright."

This time, prepared, he intentionally controlled the bullet to hit the target ring and aimed for a little longer before firing the shot.

Bang~

Seeing his actions much improved this time, Mao Ji encouraged, "Not bad, it's much better this time."

He then checked the target paper: "Very good, five ring. Just practice using my method, and eventually, you'll catch up to my level."

Seeing that Li Xiang had mastered the basic shooting techniques, Mao Ji confidently told him to practice alone. He also had a rapid-fire project he needed to work on, so he went to his shooting position to undergo targeted training.

Time always flies during training. Near lunchtime, Mao Ji came to call Li Xiang and saw him already resting there, so he went over and asked, "How did the practice go?"

"Not bad."

What does "not bad" mean?

So he said, "Fire two shots so I can see."

"Alright!"

Reloaded, aimed, fired a triple shot in one fluid motion!

At this moment, watching Li Xiang's shooting moves, Mao Ji felt they were so natural, as if that's how shooting was meant to be, leaving a pleasing impression.

Looking at the target paper again, he was utterly shocked.

"Eight ring?"

Looking again, still eight ring!

Three shots all hit the eight ring, and in a rapid-fire sequence, the bullet holes were close together, indicating that Li Xiang had very good gun control skills.

This was unbelievable.

Saying he would catch up to his level eventually didn't even need to wait until evening; he was already there.

Mao Ji quickly went to Li Xiang: "Have you played with guns before?"

"I played with BB guns when I was little, and I'm quite accurate with a slingshot."

Mao Ji thought it made sense. Li Xiang was transitioning to a full police officer from an auxiliary role and hadn't attended the police academy, so how could he have practiced with a gun?

"I didn't realize your shooting talent was so strong. I just hinted a little, and your results have already improved dramatically. With your talent, surpassing me is just around the corner. Come on, let's go eat."

Today, Mao Ji was genuinely shocked by Li Xiang's talent. In just a morning, Li Xiang's shooting skills caught up to his, forcing him to admit that some people are naturally gifted.

However, what Mao Ji didn't know was that this was just the tip of the iceberg for Li Xiang.

After lunch, they continued training in the afternoon.

Stimulated by Li Xiang, Mao Ji put in 200% effort in the afternoon training.

Having a newcomer catching up to him was genuinely stressful.

During this period, he increasingly felt the pressure from Li Xiang.

This guy seemed like he was cheating; far from the rookies he's encountered before.

Saying he was well-rounded wouldn't be an exaggeration.

As an experienced comrade, he was trying his hardest not to be outdone by the newcomer.

When it was almost closing time in the evening, Mao Ji approached Li Xiang again and asked, "How did the afternoon training go?"

"Not bad."

Again with the "not bad."

How come he didn't seem this cocky in the morning?

"Show me some moves."

"Okay."

Another three-shot burst, which made Mao Ji couldn't help but applaud: "Awesome!"

"Nine ring!"

On the target paper, Li Xiang's three shots hit the nine ring.

Although Mao Ji had mentally prepared himself for Li Xiang's shooting talent, when it actually occurred in front of him, he couldn't help but exclaim.

For a newcomer, achieving nine-ring in one day, and with stable scores at that, was a level of talent he had never heard of.