I'm a policeman, how can you give me a gangster system!

Su Ming was stared at by the young lieutenant in front of him, and he couldn't help but say in a muffled voice: "Brother, what do you say! How do we compete? You tell me!"

"Su Ming... ahem, brother Su Ming, why don't we shoot at moving targets first, and then compete according to IPSC rules, how about it?"

Su Ming knew the moving target in front, that is, the target moves irregularly, which tests the accuracy of the shooter.

But Su Ming didn't understand what the lieutenant said later.

"IPSC?" Su Ming looked puzzled, and asked hesitantly: "What are the rules of IPSC?"

Zhang Yi smiled and patiently explained to the big guy in front of him.

IPSC is the abbreviation of the International Practical Shooting Association. Because of its long history, practical shooting competitions are also referred to by this association's abbreviation.

Of course, IPSC competitions have many categories and different standards, but at this time, Su Ming and Zhang Yi both held pistols.

So the content of the competition is naturally a pistol.

Without mentioning many rules, the three most important ones are actually accuracy, firepower, and speed!

So unlike the standing still shooting competition in the Olympics, IPSC requires running and shooting!

There must be two bullet holes on a target, and the smaller the distance between the two bullet holes, the higher the score.

And the shooting speed is also an extremely important assessment point.

The shorter the time, the higher the score.

To put it bluntly, IPSC is simulating actual combat shooting.

The young lieutenant named Zhang Yi spoke concisely and his speaking style was full of the vigorous and resolute style of a soldier.

He explained the rules of the IPSC competition clearly in a few words. Seeing that Su Ming had no questions, he did not say much and turned around to explain to the staff.

The staff of the shooting range next to him also hurriedly followed Zhang Yi's instructions and began to arrange the mobile shooting range nervously.

At this time, not far from this practice range, many police officers from the city public security had already gathered.

These were all police officers who happened to come to the Manshan shooting range for training today. They had received the news as early as when Zou Ting arrived.

After all, the provincial and ministerial leaders are coming, so the internal staff will definitely inform them.

To prevent any foolish young man from violating the regulations at this time and getting into trouble.

Just now, Su Ming scored ten rings with every shot, first with 64 and then with 92, which made the entire shooting range staff look at him.

The Hulk used his little finger to achieve an inhuman performance.

The news spread to the entire shooting range in an instant, and everyone was calling their friends to see the gods.

Although they saw a group of bureau leaders...

But many police officers still carefully gathered on the spectator stand to watch the excitement.

Among these people, there were people from the police station, the criminal police team, the drug enforcement team, the public security brigade...

There were quite a few people, but they were all from public security units.

Su Ming certainly didn't know any of them, but they basically all knew him.

Not to mention Su Ming's unique and scary figure and gangster-like temperament.

Just at the new police induction ceremony, he won two first-class merits and two second-class merits. Such an impressive record is enough to make everyone in the Jiangbei Public Security System recognize him.

"Su Ming! A new police officer who just graduated this year, he was directly promoted by the province to the instructor of Jiangling Police Station in Jiangbei City at the new police induction ceremony! Section chief level! First-class superintendent!" In the crowd, some police officers were envious and introduced Su Ming to some colleagues who didn't know him.

"Oh my god! So awesome?" Some people exclaimed after hearing this, while others were full of envy.

"What's this... Do you know? One of Su Ming's first-class merits was approved by our provincial leader himself."

"This guy looks pretty awesome! Look at this gangster image. I think if I catch him, I can get a second-class merit!"

"Don't tell me... Don't tell me, this guy looks pretty ugly! When he smiled just now, I really wanted to shoot him."

"Hey! Look at the guy standing next to Su Ming, isn't he Zhang Yi!" Someone with good eyesight saw Zhang Yi, a lieutenant in military uniform, standing next to Su Ming.

"Fuck! It's Zhang Yi!"

"What is that King of Hell doing at our public security shooting range? Could Director Zhang borrow him again to increase our strength?"

The crowd that saw Zhang Yi's figure instantly caused a commotion, especially after hearing the speculation of a police officer.

Everyone was frowning.

Zhang Yi... It's unknown which unit he was in, his age, and his place of origin.

The only thing they knew was that this guy was an active-duty soldier, stationed in the Jiangbei military camp most of the time.

He would be borrowed by the city bureau leaders from time to time to train police officers.

Most of the police officers in the front-line units had been specially trained by him..

That was a really hearty and painful memory.

Zhang Yi's personal qualities are definitely at the level of a soldier king, especially his talent in firearms.

It is rumored that he was born in a military family, and he has been touching guns since he was a child, and he has a very high talent, especially after joining the army and undergoing systematic training.

He won the first place in the rifle competition of the whole regiment in the first year, and the first place in the whole army in the second year...

Assault rifles, pistols, sniper rifles... There is nothing he can't play.

Later, he participated in competitions in major military regions many times, and also won the top three places many times.

Basically, Zhang Yi has never returned empty-handed in the competitions he participated in.

It can be said that this guy is really a super genius in firearms. Although restricted by various confidentiality regulations of the army, this name is not revealed in society.

But in the major military regions and various sharp knife special operations forces in the country, there is no one who has not heard of Zhang Yi's name!

If you haven't heard of it, then I'm sorry, you are either ignorant or far away from the elite.

What is Zhang Yi?

He is a true firearms genius, and not just a peerless genius, but he is not only a genius, he also has amazing perseverance to work hard, not only hard work, he also has many famous teachers in the army to guide him.

He has all the prerequisites to become a gun king.

How can such a person not be in awe?

From the moment he saw Zhang Yi, the extremely heated discussion about Su Ming quickly shifted to Zhang Yi.

Although many colleagues were worried that the city bureau leaders would borrow this guy to train them again...

And Su Ming, who was standing in front of the shooting range, moved his ears slightly to hear the heated discussion in the spectator seats clearly.

So when he looked at the dark-skinned, smiling young lieutenant named Zhang Yi in front of him, his expression was inevitably in awe.

Although Zhang Yi's slightly raised chin made him feel very unhappy, he thought of his record that was no less than his own, and he felt it was very normal.

Such a legendary gun king was sent by the leader to compete with a novice like himself in shooting.

It must be quite speechless, right?

But Zhang Yi's face did not show any impatience, only a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

This smile contained a sense of control over the overall situation.

"Su Ming, you go first, or me?!" Zhang Yi saw the staff making a gesture to start, and his chin, which had never been lowered, saved him the trouble of looking up.

Looking at Su Ming's rough face, he said with a smile.

"I'll go first!" Su Ming didn't think much and walked directly to the front of the shooting range.

He calmed down and casually put the holster of the large revolver on his belt, and stuffed the revolver into the cowhide holster.

Many police officers in the distance also saw it at this time.

Su Ming was going to compare his shooting skills with Zhang Yi in the army!

What the hell!