"That\'s what I said, but I heard that it was the discovery of the white swordfish king that made the members of the family fight for blood..." another guest whispered.

Jason, the store manager, snorted, jumped on his face, and said, "even if there is a trace of the white swordfish king, it should be able to catch it. With the radar accuracy of our family ships in Baijian port, we can\'t even track the shadow of the white swordfish king."

After putting a stack of plates on the table, Jason added, "it is said that those families are negotiating with the Haijia people to introduce higher precision radar instruments. However, the greedy Haijia people ask too high a price, which is the problem of those families."

The guests in the store agreed that the white swordfish king is not an ordinary big fish, but a monster in the deep sea. In the East and West continents, only the special radar made by the Haijia people can accurately track it. You can only take a chance with other radars.

"So..."

Jason sighed, "since it\'s not those families fighting, there have been a series of homicides in the port this month. It\'s really not peaceful! You should pay attention at night and don\'t run to the port."

Lin Chuan listened silently. As rumored, Baijian Harbor was not in general chaos. There were blood cases one after another within a month. If it were in nanluo City, it would have triggered the joint action of the three departments.

At this time, the harsh alarm sounded again, and the police suspended vehicles came back from the port and roared past the door of the store.

Vaguely, a faint smell of blood came. Lin Chuan looked up and saw blood on one of the police suspended vehicles.

Suddenly, his forehead became hot and his vision began to change. He saw a mass of scarlet blood gas in the police suspended car, which was diffuse in the carriage, and a bleak scream could be vaguely heard.

Dong!

The group of scarlet blood dispersed, and Lin Chuan\'s head was dizzy. He recovered and found that everything had returned to normal.

"What\'s going on?!"

Lin Chuan touched his forehead. It was hot there. He quickly turned his head and looked around. He was relieved to find that the guests in the store didn\'t notice these.

Quickly solve the breakfast, Lin Chuan wears a hat, lowers the brim to his forehead, says goodbye to the store manager Jason and walks towards the police training camp.

Facing the cool breeze in the morning, the hot forehead gradually returned to normal. Lin Chuan knew that the strange lines were gradually disappearing.

"What\'s the matter with this change in the forehead... What I saw just now is an illusion..."

Thinking like this, Lin Chuan has come to the training camp. He calmed down and passed the entrance examination first.

——

The written examination for the camp entrance examination is very simple. The difficulty is similar to that of the driving test on earth. It is all common sense. As long as you have a little brain, you can pass the test at will.

However, for Lin Chuan, just being qualified is certainly not enough. When he was on earth, he was one of the students whipped by exam oriented education. If he didn\'t get a full score in such a simple written test, he couldn\'t pass the barrier in his heart.

Moreover, the reality is no better than that on Xinyuan battle. Net. His [basic shooting skills of Xingao] is only the level of the second ring. He needs to score points through a written test.

"The written test is full, the gun skill assessment has reached the second ring score, and the entry assessment score is almost excellent."

Out of the written examination room, Lin Chuan planned so much and went to the training ground for gun skill assessment.

When they came to the training ground, many police trainers had gathered outside, and the number was close to 100.

The rules of assessment are very simple. Three people in each group have three opportunities to go in and hit the target, and the best result shall prevail.

"Lin Chuan, you are the fifth group."

The invigilator handed over a sign with the number "Five". He patted Lin Chuan on the shoulder and said with a smile: "your boy didn\'t come to line up the number yesterday afternoon. He can only be divided into the fifth group. Relax and don\'t have pressure."

After taking over the brand, Lin Chuan was stunned and knew that the gun skill assessment needed to be numbered in advance.

It\'s also his fault. After lunch yesterday, he hurried back to log in to Xinyuan battle. Net and didn\'t stay in the training camp to learn about the specific situation of the assessment.

However, Lin Chuan wondered why he could get the fifth group since he didn\'t arrange the number in advance.

Looking at the faces of the trainees around, with a slightly gloating smile, Lin Chuan vaguely understood that it seemed that the fifth group was not a good group.

A moment later, his guess was confirmed. When it was the fifth group, the crowd separated and came a pair of young men and women. It was mu Shuangye and Myron.

Standing in the crowd, the uniform of the same guard trainer, wearing on mu Shuangye, is lined with a bright brilliance. It has a slender waist and a plump body, which is the unique beauty of women in dunkatan province.

On one side, Myron, like a saber, showed his sharpness and was oppressed by seven segments of Xinyuan force.

The men and women stood side by side, eclipsed by other trainees.

Lin Chuan sighed secretly. He understood why he was assigned to the fifth group. Although the trainees wanted to get close to Mu Shuangye and MAILUN, they avoided being assigned to the same group to assess their gun skills.

Therefore, the vacant position in the fifth group is naturally reserved for those who do not come to the queue.

"Young man, don\'t be nervous. Just play to your usual level." the invigilator patted Lin Chuan again to cheer him up.

Lin Chuan shook his head reluctantly, took the brand of the fifth group and entered the training ground with mu Shuangye and MAILUN.

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The training ground in the camp is very large, and the facilities are more complete than the general training ground in Xinyuan city. Such specifications are rare in this town level training camp.

"The fifth group enters the field."

A burly middle-aged man stood there and motioned Lin Chuan to come quickly, "come and verify your identity first."

He took the sign of the three people, scanned the instrument on one side, and jumped out the details of the three people.

"First."

The middle-aged instructor raised his head. His original sharp eyes immediately softened a lot, "bathe the frost leaves. First hit the target at a fixed point, and then move the target."

"OK, uncle Colin." Mu Shuangye came to the center of the training ground.

Instructor Colin smiled and was very useful for the name mu Shuangye.

Bang Bang

The gunshot rang out, the muzzle flashed four halos, the red heart of the humanoid target was pierced, and three bullet holes appeared in a neat "product" shape.

"Hit the target at a fixed point and hit the red heart three times." instructor Colin recorded the result.

For such a result, everyone present was not surprised. In this world, gun technology is a skill that must be mastered.

Except for congenital defects, the performance of fixed-point shooting is close to the level of red heart.

What really shows the gap is the hit rate of mobile shooting.

"Mu family in dunkatan Province..."

Lin Chuan turned his head and looked at Myron. "If I remember correctly, this meritorious aristocrat is not famous for his gun skills, but is good at the close combat skills of charging into battle on the battlefield and the advanced heavy artillery skills of gun skills."

In the third grade, he had a war with Myron. Lin Chuan still remembered some information about Mu\'s family.

Dong Dong Dong

Around the training ground, beams of light were emitted, condensed into a personal target, and ran rapidly around the frost leaf, either far or near.

The speed of each target is equivalent to a 100 meter sprint. Dozens of humanoid targets are mixed together, which makes people dizzying.

"Move the target, start!" instructor Colin pressed the timing button.

Brush!

Mu Shuangye holds the gun in both hands, and his body rotates constantly, bangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbang.

Her movements are very light and have a pleasant aesthetic feeling. Lin Chuan\'s eyes move slightly. She knows that mu Shuangye uses some footwork and gun skills to improve the hit rate of mobile shooting.

Ding!

After the countdown, instructor Colin pressed the button again, and lines of data appeared on the light screen of the instrument, and then the score was calculated.

"Mu Shuangye, mobile target hit rate - 61%, [Xingao basic gun skill] - fourth ring."

"What?! is the hit rate of moving target only 61%?"

Mu Shuangye put the gun away and came back. Seeing the results on the light screen, her red lips pursed slightly. It was obvious that she was not satisfied with her results.

"What? Only 61%? Your grades are outrageous. You should save some face for other preparatory students."

Instructor Colin smiled and opened the report card. The highest score of mobile target shooting in the previous assessment was only 40%.

Mu Shuangye Bei bit her lips with her teeth. She didn\'t say anything. She was put in the Baijian port police training camp. Her achievement naturally makes people look up to her.

However, she is not compared with the preparatory students in the training camp here. Compared with the talents of duncardin college and the talents in the family, the mobile target score is higher than 70%, which can be called an excellent score.

"Second, Myron," said instructor Colin, looking at the list.