How can I justify myself as a Magnate if I don't indulge myself?

Chapter 244 - 128: Can’t Hit the Target? It’s Just a Fear of Inadequate Firepower_4

Zheng Yong really wanted to tell Gu Heng that his body couldn’t take much more of this, but seeing the excitement on Gu Heng’s face, he subconsciously shut his mouth...

After all, the latter had spent several hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars to shoot at the range...

Some privileges had to be expected...

Besides...

Wasn’t his 6000 Hong Kong dollar hourly wage supposed to reflect situations like this?

The staff helping Gu Heng load his ammunition quickly got into position, eyeing the two boxes of 5.56mm and 7.62mm bullets, they began to load them at a rapid pace...

There were over a dozen models of automatic rifles available here...

With 3000 bullets, an average of just over 200 rounds required for each gun, it barely stayed within manageable limits...

Receiving the rifle from Zheng Yong, Gu Heng assumed the stance he had just been taught and began to fire furiously...

In 5 seconds, he could empty a whole magazine...

He didn’t know how many magazines he had gone through...

Gu Heng’s shoulders and arms grew more and more sore, and his ears began to show significant discomfort...

All around, others at the range unconsciously stopped their actions and turned to look in Gu Heng’s direction...

Such intense shooting...

Not to mention ordinary people...

Even those with professional training couldn’t stand it...

After about ten minutes, Gu Heng, with the barrel of the automatic rifle hot to the touch, extended it backwards. As a staff member took the gun away, Coach Zheng did not hand him another loaded one as before, prompting Gu Heng to ask, "What, am I out of the 3000 bullets?"

"No."

He had been working as a shooting coach at the range for months, had plenty of complaints, but this was the first time he had ever received a tip...

And such a generous one at that...

Zheng Yong really wanted to say that one should not accept a reward without merit, but facing the sight of the orange and yellow thousand-dollar Hong Kong banknotes and under the gaze of the other staff members, he accepted the money and then gratefully said, "Thank you, Mr. Gu. I just need to rest for 20 minutes, then you can continue your shooting experience."

Gu Heng waved his hand, "You just rest up first."

Although he enjoyed the rush of the frantic shooting spree, the excitement diminished slightly at the thought that this pleasure was at the expense of Zheng Yong’s suffering...

It wasn’t hypocrisy...

Just the conscience of an ordinary person...

Shaking his sore arm, Gu Heng asked the spotter, "Check again for me, see if I hit the target."

The spotter hurriedly put on the scope and started observing the target, then excitedly said, "There are 4 bullet holes on the target."

Those four bullet holes...

Weren’t easy to come by...

Hearing the observer’s voice, Gu Heng couldn’t help but laugh.

Missed the target?

It’s just ’inadequate firepower’ phobia!

With enough firepower, how could you possibly miss?

Suddenly, Gu Heng remembered some data he had seen before, saying that in real warfare, it takes tens of thousands of rounds on average to kill a person...

He hadn’t quite believed it before...

Until today, after firing these thousand-plus rounds, Gu Heng finally did...