The air is a bit awkward.
Vodka looked at Sakaki Makoto with suspicion.
After training, some people can indeed dodge bullets because their reflexes are naturally several times faster than those of ordinary people.
But your promise that you can dodge bullets is a bit too much!
There are many kinds of bullets.
The speed of a sniper rifle bullet is about 800-900m/s, which is 2-3 times the speed of sound.
The muzzle velocity of pistol bullets varies greatly, ranging from 200-500m/s.
Can you dodge pistol bullets and sniper bullets?
What about the barrage of bullets fired from a shotgun?
All in all, Vodka felt that Makoto Sakaki was bragging.
The kind that doesn't involve drafting.
The cigarette burned out, Gin spit out the cigarette butt, suddenly reached into his arms, took out a Beretta M92F, aimed it at Sakaki Makoto's shoulder and pulled the trigger.
Bang!
The bullet blew a hole in the wall, and gravel flew everywhere.
Sakaki Makoto slightly turned sideways and avoided the shot.
(⊙?⊙)
Vodka widened his eyes, looked at Gin, then at Sakaki Makoto, and rubbed his eyebrows with his hand.
"Brother...did you miss on purpose?"
Gin's orbicularis oculi muscle twitched, causing his upper and lower eyelids to move closer.
"No...I aimed."
Vodka was even more shocked and looked at Sakaki Makoto in disbelief: "Can you really dodge bullets?"
"Can this be hidden?"
Vodka bent down and pulled out a German-made Uzi submachine gun from under the table.
The theoretical rate of fire is up to 1500 rounds per minute.
It can fire 25 bullets per second.
Snap!
Vodka pulled the bolt and aimed at Sakaki Makoto.
Sakaki Makoto grimaced and felt a little toothache.
There's an armory under your fucking desk!
Just take out UZI?
Could you please stop making trouble?
Vodka was no joke, and the next second, he pulled the trigger.
Knock knock knock.....
Gin's face changed and he didn't have time to stop it.
He really wanted to curse, being able to dodge a pistol bullet was already amazing, you really were experimenting with a submachine gun!
Besides, I'm aiming at someone's shoulder. Do you have a shoulder to speak of?
At such a close distance, just a few shots would kill the person!
It's over. The organization has recruited talents with great difficulty...
Gin covered his face, as if he could see Sakaki Makoto being beaten into a sieve.
The 9mm bullet drew a long straight line on the wall. Given Vodka's size, it was more than enough to crush a submachine gun.
In the room, Sakaki Makoto seemed to be strolling leisurely, but in fact he was in a panic.
He had never been chased and shot by a submachine gun.
This is an experience that ordinary people will never have in their lifetime.
I don't want to have it even more.
A strong sense of crisis enveloped him, and his body reacted without him having to think.
He supported himself on the table with one hand and dodged the barrage of bullets in the air. His body was as agile as a fish. The bullets grazed his body and could not hurt Sakaki Makoto at all.
Vodka seemed to want to test Sakaki Makoto's limits, so he turned the gun and aimed at Sakaki Makoto who was in the air.
Sakaki Makoto never expected that a simple interview would lead to a life-and-death crisis.
In extreme tension, the cerebral cortex contracts, adrenaline surges, and the bullet slows down in the air.
As expected of an Uzi, the barrage is smooth and flat, and wherever you look, there are bullets.
In the air, Makoto Sakaki performed a move that was impossible for a human to perform.
Tap the bullet with your toes and take off.
In the eyes of Gin and Vodka, Makoto Sakaki simply flew into the air.
"Moon...Moon Steps?"
Vodka was stunned.
After the last bullet was fired, the Uzi automatically jammed.
The green smoke from the muzzle of the gun had not yet dissipated, but Sakaki Makoto had already landed steadily on the ground and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"It really scared me to death."
"Don't do this next time. It's bad for your heart."
Gin lit a cigarette silently.
Vodka followed suit.
The two men looked at the table, puffing on their cigarette holders, with somewhat disillusioned expressions.
"You...can do magic?"
In the silence, Vodka suddenly asked.
"What kind of magic is this? This is the limit of the human body reached through scientific training!"
Sakaki Makoto corrected his dangerous remarks in time.
If he knew magic, wouldn't he be taken away by a special organization to undergo a human autopsy?
Look at Einstein.
"I was just a little faster."
"Just a little faster than a bullet."
"It may seem incredible to you, but to me, it's just strenuous exercise."
Sakaki Makoto picked up a pen and explained to the two the principle of how he dodged bullets.
Gin and Vodka listened carefully.
Especially after listening to it, I smoked even more.
The secret to dodging bullets is to observe the trajectory of the bullet and then react in advance?
Can a normal person's eyes catch up with bullets?
Brother, this is not a secret that is not passed on, I'm afraid it is a lost secret!
Which great god figured out this secret?
Not scientific at all!
But Gin and Vodka believed it this time.
You have no choice but to believe it, the facts are right in front of you.
People often say that nothing is certain in this world, and it is true.
There is such a monster in front of me.
"Leave me your phone number."
"I will contact you soon."
"In the organization, we all call each other by code names."
"My code name is GIN and his is vodka."
After trying hard to accept the reality, Gin put the form away and formally agreed to Sakaki Makoto's joining.
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