Marvel's King of the Undead

Picking up a pistol from the table, Wayne walked directly to the 10-meter target without looking at the 25-meter and 50-meter targets.

After looking at the distance, Wayne nodded with satisfaction. Since he wanted to show off, of course he had to choose a difficult one.

"The next step is Wayne the Gunslinger's shot."

Holding the pistol, Wayne listened to Coulson's instructions next to him while adjusting his grip on the gun.

Hold the pistol in your right hand, wrap the finger holding the gun with your left hand, pull your shoulders back slightly, take a small step back with your right foot, turn your body slightly sideways, and adjust the pistol and line of sight to a straight line.

"Good posture."

Looking at Wayne's gun-holding posture after a series of adjustments, Coulson nodded.

Taking a deep breath, Wayne adjusted his breathing. It was his first official shooting and he was still a little nervous.

No need to wear glasses, the enhanced vision can clearly see the red heart 50 meters away.

Aiming the muzzle of the gun at the red heart of the target, Wayne clicked the trigger.

"Boom."

As Wayne's finger pressed down slightly, the bullet flew out of the gun's muzzle in an instant.

Wayne's eyes were fixed on the fired bullet. With his current eyesight, Wayne could clearly see the trajectory of the bullet traveling in the air.

Since it was indoors, there was no interference from external factors. The bullet flew in a straight line in the air, perfectly avoiding the target in the distance and hitting the wall behind.

Skye and Coulson in the back glanced at the intact target, then put down their hands ready to applaud in embarrassment.

"...How can it be."

Wayne lowered his hand holding the gun and looked at the bullet holes in the distance in disbelief.

The thin green smoke rising from the bullet hole slowly formed a shape similar to a smiling face, seeming to laugh at Wayne's incompetence.

Raising the pistol again, Wayne aimed at the red heart 50 meters away and clasped his fingers.

"Bang, bang, bang."

The recoil of the pistol has almost no effect on Wayne. Even with only one hand, Wayne can bear the recoil of the pistol without moving.

However, the three bullets that placed Wayne's unlimited hope once again deviated from Wayne's expectations.

The three bullets connected in a straight arc, grazed the target and shot into the wall behind again, and three wisps of white smoke once again rose from the wall.

"Is there something wrong with this gun?"

Wayne suddenly turned around and looked at Colson with a serious face and said.

He obviously aimed very accurately and shot very steadily, how could he not even hit the target?

Four consecutive misses made Wayne feel a little bad.

It seemed like something bad was about to happen to him.

"I'll try."

Coulson took the pistol from Wayne.

Not to mention that Wayne himself couldn't believe it, but the melon-eating crowd standing behind them also had a hard time accepting it.

It can be seen from the practice in which Wayne completely abused Ward just now that Wayne's physical fitness is very good.

In fact, the technical difficulty of this kind of standing target shooting is not high. Logically speaking, even if Wayne fails to hit the red heart, it is not difficult to hit the target.

"Boom."

Coulson raised his pistol and pulled the trigger.

The bullet was fired again, but this time the bullet flew out of the hole and hit the red heart of the target.

"It seems there is no problem."

Colson was slightly stunned after seeing the result, then looked at Wayne with a strange expression and said.

"This is impossible."

Wayne walked to the table, took out a pistol again, pushed Coulson away, and shot him three times.

However, history is always surprisingly similar, and the three bullets once again perfectly avoided the target.

Suddenly, Wayne's face darkened.

At this moment, he felt that he was being targeted by the entire world, and he personally felt the deep malice from the world.

"It's okay, I'm about the same level as you."

Skye looked at Wayne's frustrated look, walked over, took the pistol from Wayne, and fired at the target with a not very standard posture.

"Boom."

The bullet flew towards the target again. Although it did not hit the red heart, it shot steadily into the third ring of the target.

"..." Wayne.

"Uh..."

Skye was speechless for a while, and she didn't know how to comfort Wayne now.

She usually hits one out of ten when she shoots, but she never expected that today's hit would be the first shot.

Wayne, who did not believe in evil, rushed to the table with firearms again, picked up a rifle and returned to the shooting position.

The recoil of a rifle was much greater than that of a pistol, but it made no difference to Wayne, so Wayne simply gave up asking Coulson for guidance on shooting posture, aimed at the red heart and fired directly.

"bang"

There was another gunshot.

The bullet flew out faster than the pistol bullet, and then rushed through the target faster than the pistol bullet and entered the wall behind.

"..."

Without saying a word, Wayne threw away the rifle in his hand like trash, turned around and went back to get a sniper.

Ten minutes later, Wayne had tried all the types of guns on the table. However, except for the wall behind which was riddled with thousands of holes, the target in front of Wayne still only had two bullet holes.

One was shot by Coulson and the other was shot by Skye.

"You guys go ahead and play, I want to be quiet."

Wayne slowly walked to the corner with dull eyes and squatted down silently.

"Why is this"

Watching Skye, Simmons, and Fitz, under the guidance of Coulson and May, continuously hit targets in the distance with their guns, and then looking at the marks they left on the wall, Wayne suddenly felt something Wronged.

Every time he fires a gun, it seems that a magical will will suddenly appear next to him in the universe, and then forcibly interfere with the bullet he fires.

While Wayne continued to doubt himself and the universe, Skye and others finally ended today's firearms practice.

"It's okay Wayne, you are strong enough."

Coulson walked towards Wayne who was squatting alone in the corner and said.

Although he still couldn't figure out why Wayne couldn't even hit the target with his strength, it still didn't stop him from recognizing Wayne's strength.

A person who can beat the best SHIELD agents into coma with just a casual touch will be a very powerful opponent even without using firearms.

At least Coulson thought that even if he was given a machine gun, he would not be Wayne's opponent.

"It's okay, Wayne."

Skye on the side also walked over.

At present, apart from Coulson, she is the most familiar with Wayne in the team.

Seeing that Wayne, who was usually laughing and joking, looked a little decadent at the moment, she was also a little worried whether Wayne had really been hit.

"Well, I'm fine, what's next."

Rubbing his face vigorously with both hands, Wayne temporarily gave up and continued to diss the universe in his mind.

"The next step is some theoretical knowledge, which we can learn directly on the plane."

Coulson gave Wayne a hand and pulled Wayne up from the ground.

"Now you and Skye are the only trainee agents in our team. Before you can carry out the mission, you need to pass the assessment of these theoretical knowledge and understand some things that need to be paid attention to when carrying out the mission."

“Still need to take exam”

Wayne frowned.

You must know that he has never read a serious book even though he has grown up.

"Of course, although this knowledge is of no use in the actual execution of the task, the situation still needs to be resolved. If you have any objections, you can go to..."

"You can ask Nick, I know."

Before Coulson even said the person's name, Wayne knew that he would definitely take the blame for Director Lu Dan again.

"correct."

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