Chapter 30: Guns

The next day, Paul bought a batch of guns and tools from Weasel. He began modifying the firearms himself.

Sure enough, when he started to modify the firearms, his super high-level sharpshooter talent was activated again, and a sense of familiarity like instinct emerged spontaneously. Without thinking, he could clearly distinguish the functions of firearm accessories, and various values appeared in his head.

With the assistance of his super high-level sharpshooter talent, Paul quickly transformed the first pistol. The power of this modified pistol was more than double that of ordinary pistols, but the recoil did not increase.

Unlike Frank's modified Browning automatic pistol, which was powerful but had significant recoil, Paul's pistol maintained high power with manageable recoil. If it weren't for Frank's exceptional physical fitness, he wouldn't be able to handle that modified pistol at all.

Paul's modified pistol was definitely a black technology product! However, Paul did not keep the pistol but disassembled it and rebuilt it in another direction.

With the increase in the number of transformations, Paul continued to tap the potential of his super high-level sharpshooter talent. His experience visibly improved rapidly, and his instinct for firearms gradually turned into substantial expertise.

In just a few days, Paul became an experienced firearms expert!

Paul also developed a new understanding of his super high-level talents. These talents were not merely abilities forced into his brain; they were more like instincts. Only through extensive practice could these theories and skills be fully integrated, and there was immense potential waiting for Paul to tap into.

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Five days later, Paul went to an open field in the suburbs. 

Paul looked around the empty field of vision, and after confirming there was no one within a hundred meters, he suddenly lowered his hands, and two pistols were quickly propelled into his hands from a device built into his clothes. At the same time, Paul's pupils shrank suddenly.

His body began secreting adrenaline, and his brain ran rapidly to calculate. Centering on his body, he used prototype geometry as a plane reference, constructing a statistical model in his mind. The trajectory angles and distances of all attack points appeared before his eyes.

Suddenly, Paul held guns with both hands, pointing to the left and right sides, and the muzzles of the guns erupted with flames.

Bang, bang, bang...

The muffled gunshots sounded continuously. It didn't sound like pistols at all but more like two submachine guns. With each gunshot, Paul turned his body in rhythm with the shooting sound and quickly swung his arms. This time, it was not an arc trajectory but a more direct attack method.

If arc trajectory and bullet interception were weird and changeable skills, the current attack method was extremely fast. Although the speed was fast, it was not messy. Paul's movements were full of flowing beauty.

When the last bullet was fired, Paul flipped his wrist, and the magazine fell according to gravity. The thruster device instantly ejected a new magazine and inserted it into the pistol. The bullet was ejected from the muzzle again, and the gunshot continued without a single pause.

After more than ten seconds, Paul's pupils returned to normal size, and he exited the bullet time. Panting slightly, he murmured, "Super high-level sharpshooter, it's really terrifying!"

This was the second time Paul had entered bullet time. In bullet time, he could perform complex calculations and analyses in a short period. Each bullet was shot through precise calculations, and the hit rate was infinitely close to 100%. Paul could easily kill the enemy with just one bullet, without needing to fire a second shot!

With the two pistols he personally modified, the power didn't increase much, but the shooting frequency was comparable to the speed of a submachine gun. The lethality of the two pistols was at least twice as high. 

Gunfighting technique plus firearm modification—this was the true way to unlock the potential of super high-level sharpshooter.

After finishing the test, Paul put the pistols back in his sleeves and walked home. Passing by a deserted construction site, Paul accidentally saw two figures, one big and one small, standing inside. They looked like father and daughter, with a distance between them.

Before Paul could take a closer look, he saw the man, who seemed to be the father, suddenly raise a pistol and point it at the little girl.

"What the hell?" Paul's pupils shrank suddenly, and the flow of time instantly slowed down.

The pistol slipped from his sleeve, and then his arm swung suddenly. A bullet arced in the air and shot between the two of them.

"Boom!!"

In mid-air, two bullets collided and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

From the perspective of the father and daughter, the father shot at the little girl, and she closed her eyes subconsciously. There was only a crisp sound, but the imagined pain did not appear.

The girl slowly opened her eyes, only to see her father standing there with a dull expression on his face. She wondered, "Daddy, what's the matter?"

Her father didn't answer her but stared at the two bullets on the ground, dumbfounded. He saw two bullets merged into one at a 90-degree right angle, with one bullet piercing the other horizontally. It looked like someone had shot from the side, just hitting the bullet traveling in a straight line in midair. But the problem was, their left and right sides were covered with obstructions. Where did it come from?