Leaving the storefront and arriving at the reception room of the shooting club, it was still filled with guns.

As a shooting club, although many people brought their own guns to practice shooting, there were also people who didn't bring guns or just wanted to try out more guns, so the gun types here were also very complete.

The only drawback was that this shooting range was an indoor one, with the longest target lane being only 25 meters. In other words, the farthest target could only be shot at 25 meters away, so basically only pistol shooting could be practiced.

Although it was a weekday afternoon, there were still a few people shooting in the shooting range. There were twelve target lanes in total, and at least half of them were occupied.

John was a member of this club, and he was familiar with every staff member inside, so when he and Gao Guang arrived at the reception counter of the shooting range, he immediately couldn't wait to say, "Give me some guns for this little brother. Oh, he's a rookie."

The staff member bumped fists with John, adjusted his belt, and then pointed to the gun rack behind him, saying, "Our gun rental fees vary, basically from twelve dollars to twenty dollars. .22 bullets are one dollar for four rounds, 9mm bullets are nine dollars for ten rounds..."

Gao Guang didn't listen to the staff member's introduction. He took a deep breath, looked at the guns on the gun rack, and said without hesitation, "I want a Glock 17..."

"Okay, anything else?"

"I want a Glock 18, Glock 19, Glock 21, Glock 26, Glock 31, those are all the Glocks."

Gao Guang said without hesitation the standard models of each caliber of Glock, and then the staff member sighed and laughed, "The Glock party, okay, the entire standard series of Glocks."

Gao Guang continued, "For the 1911, I want the Colt standard model, Commander model, Government model, Kimber 1911, do you have the Cabot 1911?"

The staff member was a bit stunned, while John couldn't help but say, "Are you crazy? Renting one gun costs twenty dollars, no matter how many bullets you shoot, it's still twenty dollars!"

Gao Guang swallowed his saliva and continued, "I want the Beretta M9, and the CZ75, oh, HK, I want the USP9, USP40, USP45, etc., and also the Sig P226, P229, Sig 1911, and the FN57, and..."

"That's enough!"

John pressed Gao Guang's shoulder and said incredulously, "Are you crazy?"

Gao Guang was still searching his memory, thinking if he had missed any world-famous guns, but John's eyes were looking at him as if he was a fool, which made him have to restrain himself.

"That's all for now..."

John said helplessly, "Wait a minute, the rental fees for these guns are enough for you to buy a gun! Why not choose two guns, shoot dozens of bullets, and use the remaining money to buy a gun?"

"You don't understand the psychology of military enthusiasts, especially those who can only enjoy pictures and fantasize about what it feels like to shoot. You don't understand their mentality."

When it comes to spending money, you have to spend it. Buying a gun can't compare to the pleasure of shooting all the famous guns.

Gao Guang looked at the gun rack with a firm expression and said, "I want to shoot all of them!"The staff looked at John. John frowned and thought for a moment before waving his hand and saying, "Give it to him. If he's willing to pay, let him have it. He's just a rookie!"

"Alright, how about a package deal of all the handguns? You can shoot all 57 types with 10 bullets each, including the target paper and range fee. It's only $999."

The staff's offer for a package deal was too good for Gao Guang to refuse.

"Thank you, give me the package deal!"

While the staff prepared the guns, John couldn't help but say, "Are you an idiot? You could've bought a decent gun with that money. You're stingy when it comes to buying clothes, but now you're spending $1000 on bullets. Do you know what it feels like to shoot over 500 bullets at once?"

"Have you ever shot all 57 types of handguns?"

John thought for a moment before shaking his head.

Gao Guang chuckled, "But I will have after today."

John was taken aback for a moment before sighing, "Well, rookie, I hope you won't regret it."

Gao Guang was sure he wouldn't regret it, not even if he died.

As they entered the shooting range and put on their noise-canceling earphones, Gao Guang watched the staff set up the guns and bullets on the table in front of the range. He was excited.

After the safety instructions, Gao Guang finally picked up a Glock 17, aimed at the target ten meters away, and carefully fired a shot.

The bullet hit the center of the target, and John commented, "Not bad, but are you planning to shoot until nightfall?"

John was getting impatient with Gao Guang's slow shooting, and Gao Guang agreed. With over 500 bullets to shoot, he couldn't afford to take his time.

Since the target was close and he had already shot the Glock 17, Gao Guang didn't aim too carefully and fired rapidly.

The gunshots were now more frequent, and after the ten bullets were fired, Gao Guang eagerly looked at the target. However, before he could see clearly, John exclaimed in surprise, "Oh?"

Gao Guang turned to John, who looked at him seriously before saying, "Have you never shot a gun before?"

"Nope."

"Really?"

"Of course!"

John rubbed his chin and said solemnly, "Buddy, you should be honest. It'll be troublesome if you're lying."

Gao Guang didn't understand why John was saying this, but he looked at the target and saw that despite the rapid shooting, all ten bullets had hit near the bullseye, with the farthest one still within the seventh ring.

The staff shouted, "Great rapid-fire shooting! Keep going!"

Gao Guang picked up a Glock 19, the compact version of the Glock 17, and quickly fired ten more bullets.

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"Fantastic shooting, buddy! You're doing great!"

All the guns he had shot so far were 9mm caliber, making it easier to load the bullets.Without wasting time, Gao Guang fired ten shots again. After this round, there was a big hole in the center of the target paper, but there were no bullet holes outside of the seven-ring.

The staff looked at John in surprise and asked, "You said he's a novice?"

John remained silent with a straight face. Suddenly, he said, "Change the target paper and shoot at 25 meters."

For pistol shooting, 25 meters was already a considerable distance. At this range, hitting all ten shots within the seven-ring tested not only marksmanship but also the accuracy of the pistol. The specialized target paper for pistols was small, and at this distance, the natural dispersion of bullets was unlikely to be limited to within the seven-ring.

Gao Guang picked up a SIG P226 from the table, aimed at the distant target with one hand, but found that the gun was shaking too much. Even a slight shake would cause the target paper to be unstable within the sight.

Using his left hand to steady the gun, the stability improved significantly. After careful aiming, Gao Guang fired a shot.

This time, the bullet holes on the target paper were not easily visible to the naked eye, but the automatic scoring system immediately gave the result.

"Missed the target."

The sound of the scoring system rang out. John took a deep breath and then smiled, saying, "Keep going, keep shooting."

Shooting a pistol at 25 meters was not easy, especially for a novice. Gao Guang aimed carefully again and hit the target, grazing the edge of the six-ring.

The staff exclaimed loudly, "The bullet hit a bit low. For a novice, this shot was good. Keep going."

He fired five more shots, all carefully aimed. The best shot hit the seven-ring, and three shots missed the target, but these five shots took longer than the previous thirty shots.

John became impatient again and made a gesture to speed up. Gao Guang also felt that he was too slow, so he let go of his left hand and fired five shots with one hand.

After firing the five shots, Gao Guang put down the P226, picked up an M9, and then heard the staff say with extreme surprise, "Dude, are you really a novice?"

The worst of these five shots hit the six-ring, and the best hit the nine-ring. The problem was that Gao Guang fired with only one hand and at a fast speed.

The staff did not believe that Gao Guang was a novice, and John did not believe it either. He looked at Gao Guang with a strange expression.

Gao Guang was also curious. He was surprised and asked, "Why can't I hit the target when I aim carefully, but I can hit it easily when I shoot casually?"

John sighed and then said calmly, "Keep shooting."

Gao Guang raised the gun with one hand again and fired ten shots in one breath. The speed was not particularly fast, but it was definitely faster than anyone else on the shooting range.

The best result of this round was the eight-ring, and the worst was within the five-ring.

Although he did not hit the ten-ring, this was pistol shooting. More importantly, if these ten shots were fired at a person, all the bullet impacts would have been concentrated in lethal areas of the body without any misses.

After the scoring results came out, the staff broke the silence first. He shrugged and said, "Well, what can I say? You shot well."

But John sighed and then said seriously to Gao Guang, "There are two possibilities for shooting so well. The first possibility is that you are a genius. The second possibility is that you are lying. Now tell me, which one are you?"Gao Guang thought for a moment, then said seriously, "Then I can only be a genius."