Chapter 18 Gin's Departure
Chapter 18 Gin's Departure
The afternoon training was very monotonous. We were always shooting at targets to practice accuracy, but I was shooting randomly most of the time. Because 400 yards was too easy for me. But for Ling, the pressure was already too great. Every time she either hit the chair where the target was sitting. Or the bullet passed through the target. Not to mention Taichi and Mary. I had no idea where they were aiming. Because I was bored. I had to aim somewhere else. After all, if I hit the target, the distance would be 50 yards further. Ling and the others would not be able to bear it.

"Kid! Where are you hitting!" Gin's cold voice suddenly appeared at the entrance of the training ground. Following behind him was Vodka.

"Ah, Brother Gin. I'm shooting at the man behind the target." I said as I shot at the man behind the target. The bullet went into his forehead very smoothly. The distance must be more than 400 yards. "I'm waiting for No. 15 and the others." I put down the gun. I said to Gin.

Gin's eyes widened slightly. "Boy. Can you reach 400 yards now?"

"Yeah. It's okay now." I smiled at him with my little white teeth bared.

"Shoot and let me see."

"Yes." I simply answered and raised my gun to aim at the target.

boom! !

The sound of a sniper rifle resounded throughout the training ground. After the bullet penetrated the target's forehead, the scene changed again. The distance reached 450 yards.

"Alright, kid. Get down from the platform and follow me. The rest of you continue training. If you can't hit 300 yards today, don't even think about eating." As he was speaking, Gin took out the remote control from his pocket and set the distance to 300 yards again.

After giving Ling an affirmative look, I went down the ladder from the platform, walked to Gin's side, and took the elevator with him and left.

The elevator stopped on the third floor.

"Vodka. Go to the pistol training range to get this kid's equipment and then go to the back door." Gin ordered Vodka in the elevator.

"Yes, big brother." Vodka got off the elevator on the left side of the third floor. Gin and I went straight to the back door. It was the cold weapon throwing training ground. Rather than a training ground, it was more like a huge warehouse. Various containers were placed in the warehouse. Tall and short. Different sizes. There were many wooden targets at the back of the warehouse. It seemed that throwing weapons was trained here.

"Brother. I have brought all the things." Soon Vodka came to us with a box.

Open the box. Two silver Desert Eagles were lying in the box, one on the left and one on the right. They were flashing with cold light. Two Magnum revolvers were under the Desert Eagles. One was long and the other was short. They lay there like a couple. And the SAS was lying quietly on the left side of the guns, like a guard.

"Boy. You're really good at picking." Gin smiled coldly as he looked at the equipment in the box.

"Hehe. Because these are the better looking ones." I smiled at him with my white teeth bared. Of course. I can't just say that I chose these things this time because they were convenient for me to use in my previous life.

"Hmph. Bring the box here." He walked towards the wooden target at the innermost part.

"Yes." I closed the box again and walked towards Gin.

"Boy. Starting tomorrow I will be going to a base in the United States for a long mission. I will not be back for three years. So today I want you to learn as much as possible from what I teach you. Then I will arrange for someone to watch you train. After three years I will come back to give you an assessment. If you pass, then you will become that woman's subordinate. If you fail, there is only one way to go, death. Do you understand?"

"Yes!" Gin is going out on a mission? Going to America? Isn't America the FBI's world? Could the mission be related to Akai Shuichi? I had some guesses in my mind. But I couldn't ask too much. After all, my current identity is just an ordinary official member.

"Get your gun out."

"Yes." I took out the four guns from the box and placed them on the table in front of the wooden target. The table was about 25 meters away from the wooden target.

Gin picked up a Desert Eagle and looked at me coldly. "Boy, I will teach you how to assemble the gun next. I don't have time to show you a second time. So I will slow down as much as possible. Watch carefully."

After that, Gin started to dismantle my Desert Eagle. But after all, I am an experienced person. Disassembling and assembling Desert Eagle is something I am very familiar with. But I still have to pretend here. Soon, in less than two minutes, a complete Desert Eagle was disassembled in front of me. The barrel, slide, gun body, magazine, spring, and some small parts.

"Do you understand?" Gin looked back at me and raised his chin at me. "Try that one."

"Yes." I picked up another Desert Eagle. Recalling Gin's actions just now, I took the gun apart bit by bit. During the process of taking it apart, Gin also introduced the names of each part and precautions to me.

After about three or four minutes, the Desert Eagle in my hand was also disintegrated.

"The assembly process is the opposite of disassembly." Do it yourself. Gin sat on the sofa nearby.

"Yes!" I responded, and began to pick up the parts of the Desert Eagle that had just been disassembled and reassemble them.

Seven or eight minutes later, I had completely restored the two Desert Eagles.

"You can understand all the steps at once. I have to admit that you have talent, kid." Gin said to me with a hint of excitement. "The next thing is time. I require you to complete the disassembly and assembly in one and a half minutes. As for your two revolvers, go back and read the instructions yourself. The disk I gave you contains complete information on disassembly and assembly of firearms. Go and practice on your own. Next, I will explain throwing weapons to you."

Gin put my two Desert Eagles back into the box and took out the daggers. Vodka took the box away and picked up another box from the table.

"Throwing weapons generally include grenades, hypnotic gas, tear gas, flash bombs, smoke bombs, etc. As for their effects, please go back and read the instructions."

Hey, hey... I was sweating profusely. I thought to myself, "Wouldn't it be better if you just let me go back and read the instructions without telling me?"

"There is also the throwing of cold weapons. In Japan, the darts and kunai used by ninjas are considered throwing weapons. We use more daggers and small throwing axes." Gin started playing with my SAS dagger. "The dagger you chose can be used for close combat and throwing."

Whoosh!
Gin raised his hand, and the dagger flashing with black light fiercely stabbed into the wooden target opposite. With Gin's hand strength, if the target was a person, the force just now was enough to pierce the entire dagger into the human body.

"There is nothing to say about throwing daggers. It's just repeated training. Let the muscles develop memory." Gin said coldly. "As for throwing grenades. I want you to stand here and throw grenades to designated locations in the room. You saw it when you entered the door. There are many red circles on the ground. Your future task is to throw this grenade prop from here to the red circles in the room. This prop is as heavy as a real grenade. There are also props for other throwing weapons here. Your goal is to make sure there is a prop in all the red circles. Of course, as for how to use the rebound of walls and boxes, it is all up to you."

"Yes, I understand."

"Okay. Next, you and I will go to another place." Gin took me out of the third floor and went to the other side of the dome coffee shop, which is where we are currently unable to pass.

There I saw a room similar to a torture chamber. Here Gin explained to me how to learn to hide drugs safely in my mouth. How to force a confession and counter-confession. Although the time was short, Gin only explained these things to me. After all, the real training will start later. Time passed quickly. An afternoon ended with Gin's various explanations. After returning to the cafeteria, Gin left in a hurry with Vodka. It seems that he will leave this base tonight.

————The scent of orchids, the scent of lavender, the scent of home & the wings of angels, the wings of demons, the wings of guardians————

"Yo~bing. Is the training over?" A very pleasant voice sounded to my right. I looked over there. I saw Vermouth waving at me to come over.

"Well~ Good evening, Sister Bei~" I greeted Vermouth with my little white teeth bared.

"Sister Bei, do you have a mission tonight?" I looked at Vermouth wearing a tight black leather jacket. Her perfect figure was even more sexy. She was like a black rose. But the two pistols on her waist would tell you that you can't touch this rose, otherwise you will be killed or injured.

"Well. I have a small mission to do today. What? Do you want to go with me?" Vermouth said to me with a smile.

"Um... then that's not necessary. Hehe." I scratched my head and laughed.

"Is that so? Then, do you want me to bring you some small gifts?" Vermouth lit a cigarette and took a puff.

"Huh? Is that okay?"

"Yeah. Of course, we have to go out anyway. Just don't let your sister bring you a mountain back."

"Hey, can Sister Bei bring me back a few bottles of perfume?"

"Perfume? Why would a little kid like you need perfume?"

"Um. It's like this. My subordinate Baihe is decorating my room for me. The theme is lavender. So I was thinking if I get some lavender perfume to decorate the room it would be more tasteful~" I giggled.

"Eh? You're such a kid, but you know how to enjoy yourself. No need to go to so much trouble. I have a lot of perfumes here. I'll have someone bring them to you later."

That's true. How could Vermouth, who is famous for her disguise skills, not have perfume?
"Oh, I see. Then I'd like to thank Sister Bei first~" I said and gave Vermouth a big smile.

"Haha. It's just a small matter. By the way, I just heard from some rookies passing by that your sniping distance has exceeded 400 yards?"

"Huh?" I guess Sister Bei must have seen Ling and the others. "Yeah. It's definitely over 400 yards." I said embarrassedly.

"Ah. What an amazing kid." Vermouth looked at me in surprise. "Bing. Did you know that those in the organization who can sniper at a distance of more than 400 yards can officially go on missions? And you are only 7 years old this year."

"Really? Maybe I have a talent for this. Hehe."

"Oh...really. After Gin left, there are only two gold medal killers left in this organization. It's so lonely." Vermouth took a puff of cigarette and complained to me.

"Huh? Two? Aren't there 27?" I asked.

"Hmm? That's what Vodka said, right? That's the number of all the gold medal killers in the organization. And this base only has me, Gin, and a woman named Margarita. The rest of the gold medals are in other bases. Generally, there are no more than five gold medal killers in a base. This is also for the convenience of management." Vermouth explained to me.

"Forget it. I'm about to go out. I'll bring you a bunch of lavender when I come back. It will make your room look better if you put it in a vase in the house~" Vermouth looked at me who was still thinking, took the last puff of the cigarette, winked at me, and left the sofa. She left the cafeteria in the direction of the corridor.

"Huh... Fortunately, Sister Bei trusts me. Otherwise, I would have a hard time explaining the range issue." I said to myself. "Margarita. Margarita, the cocktail queen?" I thought as I walked back.

I returned to my room and found Jingliu installing new curtains for me. The wallpaper in the room had already been put up. The light purple color made people feel happy. The dark purple curtains looked very elegant and noble.

"Sister Jingliu. Have you been busy?"

"Hey? Bing~ Welcome back." Jingliu put down the work at hand. Turned back and looked at me with a smile. "At this time, Jingliu was wearing a blue work suit and a blue hat on his head. He looked very cute.

"Yes. I'm back. Sister Jingliu, you should also take a rest. It's been the whole afternoon. Have you had dinner?"

"Hehe. Because designing rooms is my hobby. Once I get busy, I forget everything." Jingliu stuck out her tongue at me like a little woman.

"Really? Take a break first and go eat. This job can't be rushed. By the way, where did you find the wallpaper and curtains?" I was scratching my head as I looked at the decoration in the room.

"Ah. These are all ordered directly from furniture stores outside the organization. No procedures are required. No fees are required."

"Huh? The organization has such good benefits?" This surprised me a little. The organization is obviously black-based. I didn't expect that it would treat its members this way. No wonder there are so few reports of defections from the organization.

"Hehe. Yes." Jingliu wiped the sweat off his head and said to me, "Then. Bing. Let's go eat first."

"Yeah. Let's go."

"Wait a minute. Let me change my clothes first." Jingliu started to take off his work clothes in front of me.

"Hey, hey. Do you have to change clothes in front of me?" I narrowed my eyes and turned away with my cheeks flushed.

"Hehe. Bing, you won't see it anyway, right?" Jingliu said with a smile.

"I'm talking to you..." I sweat. Do I look so harmless? "Just change it quickly."

"Yes, yes, Master Bing."

ps: Double festival big release~Angel Guardian one chapter, Devil Guardian three chapters. I wish you all a happy Lantern Festival and Valentine's Day~
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