Chapter 57: Shooting with Beth

　　Carl, Sean, and Beth came to a woods behind the farm, found a suitable location, and Sean put what he had in his hands on the ground.

　　He walked to a big tree in front, peeled off the bark with a dagger, and then drew a simple target with the dagger.

　　"I'll teach you later." Carl said to Beth.

　　"You? Didn't Sean teach us?" Beth was a little confused.

　　Sean came over at this time and smiled at the two of them, "Carl, you can use a gun, all you need to practice is your accuracy.

　　You can shoot at fixed targets first, and when you can hit the target with 100% accuracy, you can increase the distance, and finally switch to mobile shooting.

　　As for Beth, you probably don't know much about guns, so let me first tell you about the structure of a pistol and how to use it.

　　Carl, you can try it now. See the target I drew? Go ahead."

　　Sean patted Carl on the shoulder, walked up to Beth and took out a pistol.

　　Carl suddenly pulled Sean aside. Beth looked at Sean and Carl, who were whispering to each other, in confusion.

　　After a while, Carl and Sean came over. Sean smiled and said to Beth,

　　"I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do. I have to go first. Beth, you can let Carl teach you. It's almost the same. That's it."

　　After saying that, Sean left without looking back.

　　Beth looked confused.

　　Karl shrugged. "He is the leader of our group. It's normal for a leader to be busy."

　　"Do I look stupid? It was obviously you who left after telling him something." Beth didn't believe Carl's nonsense at all.

　　Karl quickly changed the subject, "Okay, let's not talk about this, he's gone, let's practice shooting."

　　"Can you do it?" Beth asked doubtfully.

　　"Damn it, how can you ask a man if it's okay?" Carl was quite indignant.

　　Beth couldn't help laughing. "You are just a little brat and you are a man. You are so smart every day."

　　This topic is always a pain for Carl. Indeed, he is still a little kid. Carl wisely changed the subject.

　　"Here."

　　Carl thrust the Glock into Beth's hands.

　　Beth took it obediently and looked at Carl.

　　Carl said, "First of all, before practicing shooting, you must remember one thing: never point the gun at your own people, especially me!"

　　Beth nodded obediently, "I understand."

　　"You have to hold it well." Carl went straight to work, touching Beth's hand, and teaching her how to hold the gun and where to place her hands.

　　Beth had no defenses against Carl, at least she didn't mind Carl touching her hand. After all, in Beth's eyes, Carl was just a child.

　　There's nothing wrong with Carl suddenly being a kid now. At least he can get close to Beth easily.

　　If it was an adult who touched her hand right away, Beth would definitely call him a hooligan.

　　"Is that so?" Beth held the gun and looked at Carl.

　　"Ah? Yes, that's right."

　　Carl almost didn't come back to his senses. He had to say that Beth's little hands felt great, so tender that you could almost pinch water out of them, and they were very warm and soft.

　　Her skin was also very white and smooth, not as rough as the rumors said that white people's skin was. Of course, it might also be that Beth was special.

　　"Then what should we do next? Carl, you don't know, do you?" Beth thought Carl didn't know how to teach.

　　Carl's hand was still on Beth's hand. "This is the safety. You must turn it on before you can pull the trigger. This is the chamber. You must load the gun before you shoot..."

　　Carl first gave Beth a brief introduction to the various parts of the gun and their functions.

　　Beth nodded as she listened, and her opinion of Carl began to change.

　　After Carl finished speaking, Beth's eyes had changed from suspicion to admiration.

　　"Karl, I didn't expect you to know so much at such a young age. It seems that I underestimated you just now."

　　Karl said modestly, "It's okay. Did you remember everything?"

　　"I remembered some, but not others." Beth felt a little ashamed.

　　Carl smiled gently and asked, "It's okay, you'll remember it once you're familiar with it. Do you want to try shooting first?"

　　"Can I shoot now?" Beth hesitated.

　　"Of course, but I'll help you. Just stand still and hold it up. Use both hands."

　　Carl let go of Beth's hand and came behind her.

　　Carl wanted to do as they did in the TV series, get close to Beth's body from behind, hold Beth's hands with both hands to help her stabilize, and then shoot.

　　But when Carl got close to Beth's back, he realized that he could only pass his hands under Beth's arms and could not touch Beth's palm holding the gun.

　　"Hey, what are you doing?" Beth couldn't help but get goose bumps when she felt Carl's touch against her back.

　　If Carl was a little older, Beth would think that Carl was being a hooligan.

　　He would not have continued to hold the gun, but would have turned around, pushed Carl away, and then kicked him.

　　But Beth really couldn't be on guard against Carl now.

　　"Oh." Carl gave up. It seemed impossible to achieve the posture like in the TV series.

　　Suddenly Carl's eyes lit up. Since his arms were not long enough, why not just let Beth be behind him?

　　"I have to help you hold the gun, just like in the TV series, but it doesn't seem that easy. Beth, you go behind me, let me go in front of you."

　　"Ah? What?" Beth looked confused.

　　But Carl had already crawled between Beth's arms, holding his hands underneath Beth's hands.

　　"Just like that, start aiming. The gap, the crosshairs, and the target are all in line."

　　"Is that so?" Beth felt that this posture was a little awkward, as Carl's back was almost touching her.

　　But thinking that Carl was still a child, this was no different from holding a child, so I didn't say anything and just concentrated on aiming.

　　Being so close to Beth, a faint fragrance lingered in Carl's nose, and the warm touch behind him made Carl a little intoxicated.

　　It seems that Beth is quite clean. The fragrance cannot be body odor, but should be the smell of shower gel or shampoo.

　　It is impossible for humans to have body odor. If there is, it is just the smell of cosmetics pickled in it.

　　Karl couldn't help but feel fortunate that he had taken a shower and changed his clothes this morning, otherwise he would have made a fool of himself.

　　Making a fool of oneself is no big deal. If I really stink, Beth will definitely not want to get close to me.

　　"Carl, I think I have my aim right, can I shoot?"

　　Beth didn't notice anything wrong with Carl, she was concentrating on the target and looked a little nervous.

　　"Is your insurance on?"

　　"opened."

　　Carl also became serious and tried his best to hold Beth's hand steady.

　　"Don't be too nervous, take a deep breath, and keep your hands steady."

　　"Okay." Even so, Beth was still a little nervous.

　　"In that case, shoot!"

　　Beth gritted her teeth and pulled the trigger with her index finger.

　　"Bang!"

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