Chapter 82 (1/2)

Send off black police officer Kenneth. Gray didn't hurry downstairs. It's still early. He plans to practice shooting with the zombie below.

”You don't hold the gun in the right position, which will affect your shooting accuracy. No matter how hard you practice, you can't be a sharpshooter.” Five shots shot a zombie in the head, and a voice came from behind gray.

”Oh, can you teach me?” Gray is not embarrassed. If he doesn't understand, it's a traditional virtue he always adheres to.

Of course, he didn't think he was right. He shot well with a bow and arrow, but he really didn't have much experience with guns. At most, he knew how to aim and shoot, and he didn't understand anything else.

”Yes.” Andre nodded. The reason why he settled down with a good wife is to brush Gray's favor. He hopes he can take care of his wife more. Naturally, he won't refuse his request at this time.

And he promised gray that he would be the boss in the future. The first thing the boss said can't be refused.

”You have to be like this... Like this, like this, like this.” After Andre's attentive professor for half an hour, Gray's gun holding posture looked more standard.

”Try a shot?”

Gray nodded and aimed his pistol at a zombie in leather downstairs.

”Pa!”

The Zombie's ear was shot off in half.

”It seems that you have completely mastered it. Next, just keep practicing. If you practice more, your shooting skills will make great progress. I'll go and see Luta.” Said Andre, turning and walking downstairs.

Gray aimed at the zombie again and shot again. After this correction, the bullet passed through the Zombie's head smoothly.

Next, grace didn't care about the consumption of bullets and kept practicing her shooting skills.

Gray has the foundation of intermediate archery. His technique is very stable and his eyes are very accurate. In addition, his physical quality is strong. The recoil force of the pistol is basically zero for him. After shooting dozens of bullets, he can basically kill a zombie with two or three shots within ten meters.

His shooting skills were finally recognized by the system and reached the entry level.

The entry-level shooting method, specifically, is that you can hit someone within ten meters, but you need to fine tune it once or twice to hit the specified position.

Dozens more shots were fired. When there were only more than 300 bullets left in the backpack, gray rubbed his wrist and went down to dinner.

”What a full day.” Gray nodded secretly and looked at the people sitting everywhere. He looked at CJ. ”It's not healthy to eat these things every day in the future. CJ, are there any vegetable seeds in the mall?”

”Boss, shopping malls sell clothes, furniture, electrical appliances, fitness equipment, drinks and other things, not seeds.” CJ thought about it and replied that as the security leader of the mall, although he is not as familiar with the things here as the manager and warehouse keeper, he still knows whether there is anything.

”No?” Gray scratched his chin. It's hard to do. What's good about eating these things every day? Find a way.

”I'll find a way to deal with the seeds. From tomorrow on, you all go to the first floor to dig the soil and carry it to the roof. We have to make long-term plans for ourselves. Even if there is no rescue, we can live on our own.” Gray looked at them and said seriously, ”otherwise, we will eat the food in the mall sooner or later. At that time, we really have to wait to die.”

”Don't worry, boss. We'll start digging tomorrow.”