Chapter 82 Shooting Range
Bang bang bang!
It was still the original private shooting range. After completing his daily shooting task, York looked at the target paper in front of him. At a distance of ten meters, he basically met the requirement of hitting the center of every shot.

But
"It seems that I have reached the limit of human beings. I wonder when I can reach the level of precision shooting level 5 (specialization)."

Thinking of this, York let out a breath and put the pistol in his hand on the table in front of him, but still couldn't find any clues.

Because he is already very strong now, if you are not someone who stands out among the special forces, you will definitely not be able to defeat him.

In a life-and-death struggle, the slightest difference can mean the difference between life and death.

Therefore, he couldn't imagine the feeling of having mastered the lv5 precision shooting skill, and couldn't imagine how powerful the lv5 precision shooting skill was.

I don’t know how big the gap is between mastering precision shooting and specialization, and I don’t know how far I am from the requirements of specialization.

“We can only go step by step.”

York thought to himself, he knew that once a skill reached lv4 proficiency, the amount of practice would have to be several times more than the amount of practice from level 4 to level .

“But don’t rush it.”

Recalling the time when he broke through to mastery in rapid shooting, York took out the noise-cancelling headphones, placed them on the table, and walked towards the compartment next to him.

When his rapid shooting skill was able to break through to the level of expertise, it seemed that a suspect was attacking him on the street. At this critical moment, all his perception and energy burst out at that moment.
It was not until he was able to headshot the suspect in front of him that he realized his rapid-shooting skill had reached expertise.

The pleasure is still vivid in my memory.

Walking past the shooting room where he was, Yorks saw Kino holding up a Glock 17 and shooting at the ten-meter target in front of him. He simply leaned against the partition wall, folded his arms and looked at him.

Bang bang bang!
Kino fired ten shots in a row, the gunshots were dense, it was rapid shooting.

Yorks raised the corner of his mouth slightly. In his opinion, Kino's posture was already quite good. Although it was a little different from the standard, he found his own feeling after daily practice.

Just like him, if you really want to be fussy, his posture is not that standard, he just found his own shooting method and rhythm.

Everyone has his or her own shooting style, and this shooting style is undoubtedly the most suitable for him or her.

"Not bad, you have improved a lot. Compared with before, you have not missed the target at a distance of ten meters." Yorks smiled as he took a look at the target paper.

In his eyes, the bullet holes were basically concentrated on the center of the bull's eye, and the most deviated bullet holes did not deviate from the six rings.

This is quite impressive for Keno's current situation, after all, this is a rapid shot.

Hearing the voice behind him, Kino turned around and saw an expression of praise on York's face.

York said: "Try the distance of 25 meters."

He stepped forward to help Kino operate the system, replaced the ten-meter target paper, and with the help of the automatic target changing machine, erected a new target paper at a distance of twenty-five meters.

Seeing the distance of 25 meters, Jinuo began to lose confidence: "York seems a bit far away, I don't know if I can hit it."

York said, "Try it and get a feel for it. This is the distance you will practice next time. When you can hit the target at 25 meters, your grasp of the -meter distance will be even better."

For pistol shooting, a distance of 25 meters is definitely not close, and it is quite difficult to hit the target.

According to his experience and statistical data, it is basically difficult for untrained people to hit the target.

Even for a trained person, it is difficult to get a good score with a pistol at this distance. At the same time, the police statistics also show that most gunfights occur within a range of 10 meters. It is very difficult to hit the target at a distance of more than 25 meters. "Good!"

Hearing what York said, Kino removed the empty magazine and replaced it with a full magazine. Under York's gaze, he raised the Glock 17 and used his own shooting posture, aiming at the target paper 25 meters in front of him. He exhaled and slowed down his heart rate.

Then he pulled the trigger and fired a test shot.
The 25-meter distance is equipped with an automatic target reporting system.

The shot quickly missed the target, which was not beyond York's expectations.

Kino was inexplicably a little dissatisfied, so he aimed carefully and fired another shot, but it still missed the target. In the end, the best shot among the ten shots was a seven-ring shot, and four shots missed the target.

"York, why did I aim carefully but still get this result?" Kino couldn't help but turn around and look at York and asked.

York stretched out his hand to signal Kino to hand over the gun, and Kino obediently handed the Glock 17 to York's palm.

Yorks slowly unloaded the magazine, picked up a new magazine from the table and put it on, then pressed the target change button. When a new target paper was erected at a distance of 25 meters and he aimed the Glock 17 at it, he spoke.

"Because, accurate shooting is not just about aiming and hitting the target. It also depends on your ability to control the recoil. This requires you to have strong arm strength and stability, so you need to improve your arm strength."

As he spoke, York pulled the trigger and fired ten shots in quick succession.

The automatic target reporting machine transmitted the results: four out of ten shots hit ten rings, five shots hit nine rings, and one shot hit eight rings.

This made Kino look at York as if he was looking at a monster. If he had not touched the gun, he would not have felt anything about this result. But now that he started to touch the gun, he realized how perverted this result was.

"Mr. York, are you still human?" Kino couldn't help but complain as he watched York unload the magazine and put the gun on the table.

"This is all the result of my hard practice." York said calmly: "In addition to the control of recoil, there are also gun holding, aiming, adjusting breathing, firing posture, etc. You have to find your own feeling through practice."

York patted Jinuo on the shoulder and said, "You continue to practice. I'm going back."

Knowing that he might not make much progress through practice, York temporarily gave up the idea of ​​improving through extensive practice and decided only to complete his daily shooting targets during his rest time.

"Where are you going?" Kino asked as he looked at York's large back as he left.

"Go back and have a good sleep, and get ready for tomorrow's night shift." York replied.

"If you are still at work when it's time to move on to the next step, I will teach you how to deal with shooting tactics around doors and corners."

Jinuo spread his hands: "Irina is coming back. When will our two families meet together? You haven't seen Irina for a long time, right?"

York slowed down his pace and the image of a fat girl appeared in his mind.

"We'll talk about it then."

York didn't look back. He waved goodbye and left the private shooting range he had built from scratch.

Kino shook his head. He was sure that York had never paid attention to his sister.

"Don't blame me when you see Irina get scared."

(End of this chapter)