North American Gunslinger Detective

Chapter 102 Performance

Thorsten returned to his desk, packed some things, and then took Jimmy to the tea room.

Jimmy went out early in the morning, but he didn't drink a drop of water. Thorsten probably thought that the DEA's pantry is much richer than the county police's. Maybe it's because more people work overtime here. There are all kinds of snacks in the pantry.

and coffee machine.

The two of them had something to eat, poured a cup of coffee, and chatted while drinking.

"Thorsten, there is something I have been wanting to ask you, and it may be a bit abrupt.

Why was it that when we reported the drug dealer case, it was handled by your Dallas branch instead of the office in Little Rock?"

"Good question." Thorsten took a sip of coffee.

"There was a little trouble in the office over there, and someone seriously neglected his duties. An obvious sign is that the local drug dealer leader Nuts has been replaced for two or three months, but there is no news from the Little Rock office. This is completely

It’s not normal. Even if you can’t be sure who the new leader is, you should at least be aware of it.”

"Then how did you know? If our police department contacted us, it should have been delivered directly to the Little Rock office, right?"

"Of course we have our own channels. Okay, I'll take you to see the operations director, and then we'll set off for a walk."

Obviously Jimmy asked a key question, and Thorsten could only avoid the topic. The two drank the rest of the coffee and walked to the supervisor's office.

This operations director is just the head of the branch agent, not the director of the operations division at the DEA headquarters in a broad sense. The operations division director is one of the top officials in the DEA.

The supervisor met and shook hands with Jimmy, talked for a few words about Jimmy's help to the DEA in previous cases, and then sent them out.

Jimmy didn't care about his attitude. After all, they reimbursed his travel expenses to Dallas, right? You should be grateful as a person.

Jimmy and the two casually walked around the office building, visited their records, and then went downstairs to drive to the most important destination this time, the training ground set up by the DEA in the suburbs.

Before Jimmy and Thorsten arrived, the hut where the live simulation was conducted was rebuilt. Several members of the special service team who participated in the simulation also suspended their training and ran over to see who could complete that kind of thing.

speed.

In addition to that on-site simulation, the members of the special service team were not idle in the next few days. They took the time to conduct several trainings, but none of them could reach Jimmy's speed, always 1-2 seconds behind.

This is what Jimmy saw after arriving at the shooting range. It turned out that a room model had been arranged at the shooting range, and several burly men stood at the shooting position and looked at the two of them.

The members of the special service team were also surprised to see Jimmy, a slightly stout Asian young man who looked about 20 years old. Was it really him? The madman they had been talking about for a long time.

Jimmy suddenly felt that he was in Alexander. If he messed up, he would not be able to leave. He walked to the shooting position, shook hands with several people and said hello, and then looked at the gun stand.

Jimmy looked at the weapons on the gun stand. Good guys, they were all revolvers, Ruger, S&W, and Colt. But since this was a show, he decided to use his own gun. The bullets could hit them a little better.

wool.

He pulled out his M686-1, took out the bullets and put them in his pocket. He took 6 rounds of .357 bullets from the gun mount and put them into the magazine. He also took a quick loader, loaded the bullets and put them in the holster on his belt.

Put on the bayonet, put on the headphones and walk outside the simulation room.

Jimmy did not go to the door in advance to observe the situation inside. He had already seen the layout inside through his mind's eye. The location was basically the same as the layout in the factory building last time.

In the eyes of the members of the special team, Jimmy's actions represented absolute confidence. They did not know the layout inside and relied solely on observation after the start. This kind of confidence really made them feel incredible. They had already understood this during training.

If you know the location of the target, even so, the speed still cannot meet the requirements.

"Stand by!" "Beep!"

Jimmy heard a "beep" and started his performance.

First, take two steps to the door from the left, fire 6 shots at the target on the left, retreat to the wall, change ammunition, return to the door again, point the muzzle to the right, enter the door, and follow the upper edge of the cabinet

Shoot tangentially at the two short targets placed behind the cabinet.

"Clear!"

Thorsten held the stopwatch in his hand and clicked it when Jimmy's announcement was complete. Several members of the special service team gathered around to watch.

"WTF! How did he do that?" "Holy sxxt!"

All kinds of excited swear words were thrown around. The stopwatch in Thorsten's hand showed 7.8 seconds, which was shorter than the time they had estimated before. The previous estimate was 9 seconds, and the best time of the special service team was 10 seconds.

many.

In a gunfight, if the opponent's reaction speed is faster than yours, it basically determines life or death. If the same action is 2 seconds faster than yours, then you can be sure that even if you are in the position of the suspect, you will not be able to fight back, because

When it emerged, Jimmy's bullet was already in front of him.

Another key point is that in their opinion, Jimmy does not know the location of the target. When he arrives at the door, he needs to observe the target and then shoot quickly. Of course, after the simulation, the approximate location of the target is still known.

Several people entered the simulation room to check the targets. There were 2 standing-height targets on the left. The target on the left had 2 shots in the head and 1 in the chest. The target on the right had 1 shot in the head and 2 in the chest. It can be determined that if it is a human, it must be.

It's dead. The .357 Magnum bullet Jimmy used is not a small caliber like .22, it is very lethal.

There are two short targets lying down on the right side. One shot each for the head and chest in the front, and only one shot at the head in the back. They all hit the vital points.

"Very good, Jimmy." Torsten patted Jimmy's arm excitedly. On the day of handling the case, Torsten was unlucky to be injured by fragments and was sent to the ambulance. He did not see Jimmy's extreme operation on the spot. Today

It's the first time I've seen this kind of work of directly rushing through the door to kill. It really makes people's blood boil.

"Hey, Jimmy, please do it again," someone from the SWAT team said.

Jimmy nodded and returned to the shooting stand to reload. A member of the special service team entered the cabin to replace the target paper with new ones.

Several other members of the special service team went to the side and asked for a few stopwatches. After discussing the actions they were responsible for, they recorded the time in sections. It seemed that they wanted to dismantle Jimmy's actions and then analyze them.

Jimmy returned to the side of the door, "Stand by!" "Beep!", and repeated the process just now. Due to the previous bottoming, Jimmy was more relaxed this time, and his body was more coordinated. He started to retreat at the door.

After unloading and reloading, the total time actually increased at the end, with a total time of 7.5 seconds.

(End of chapter)