My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 3 Glock 17
The next day, Ethan woke up early from bed.

The effect of the physique improving potion was very obvious. It had been a long time since he had experienced the refreshing feeling after waking up from sleep.

Seeing that there was still enough time, he put on his shoes and jogged along Route 6.

After the morning exercise, I took a shower, changed into decent clothes, and tidied my hair well.

I drove to the parking lot next to the police station and parked, then went to Miles Restaurant and ordered pancakes and coffee.

After a quick breakfast, Ethan strode into the police station.

He greeted Alma who was sitting at the front desk, and the latter handed him a heavy duty bag.

Ethan took the duty bag, which contained the police clothes issued by the police station. Now that no one else has come to work, he twisted the bag and walked to the locker room.

Stepping on solid black combat boots and wearing a dark blue town police uniform, Ethan stroked the folds of his clothes in the mirror. After putting on the police uniform, he looked much more energetic.

At this moment, he heard someone calling him outside, so Ethan hurriedly stuffed the changed clothes into his work bag, and went outside with the bag.

All the police officers in Banshee Town have arrived. Seeing that Ethan had changed into his uniform, Brock nodded in satisfaction, and extended his hand to introduce the two police officers next to him.

"Officer Emmet Youngs."

"Officer Siobhan Kelly."

Looking at the tall black man with a cropped head in front of him, Ethan reached out and shook his hand, "Hi, I'm Ethan Morgan."

Emmet smiled and shook hands with him, "Call me Emmet, welcome to Banshee Town Police Station."

Turning sideways, Ethan also shook hands with Siobhan, who was wearing thick braids, and said hello.

Several people got acquainted with each other, and after a simple oath, Brock put the pentagonal town police badge and police nameplate on Ethan's chest respectively.

In the Banshee Town Police Station, only the sheriff has an independent office, and the other police officers work in the lobby.

After Ethan stuffed the duty bag under his desk, Brock led Ethan to get the police equipment.

The two came to the equipment room, and Brock found a soft body armor for him to put on.

Ethan had to take off his jacket, put on the body armor, and then took a duty belt to buckle it around his waist, and then put the police radio, anti-robber holster, handcuff bag, key bag, spare magazine bag, pepper spray , Tourniquets, Batons and Tasers are packed by category.

He chose a retractable baton for easy movement.

As for the Taser gun, it’s just put on the body as a sample, and whoever likes to use it will use it.

In his opinion, that thing is purely tasteless, not to mention the short shooting distance, the effect is not good, and many big blacks are still alive and kicking after being shocked.

If you really encounter someone who resists law enforcement, just serve them with hollow point bullets.

Now they are not equipped with law enforcement recorders, and they have a high degree of discretion in law enforcement.

There are only three options in the police department for personal distribution of firearms.

Smith & Wesson's .38 revolver has too little ammunition and is not powerful enough.

After hesitating between M1911 and Glock 17 for a while, I decided to pick up Glock 17.The performance is more reliable, and the 17 rounds of bullets loaded in the double-row magazine also gave him an inexplicable sense of security.

After registering the gun number, Brock let him load a magazine and led him to a small shooting range next to the equipment room.

Generally speaking, if the American police have the opportunity, they will often do gun shooting exercises.

After all, as a law enforcement officer, whether he is on duty outside or resting at home, he needs to use firearms to stop crimes or protect himself.

You can use it, but you can't.

"Come on, let me see how your level is?" Brock gave Ethan a demonstration, then stepped aside and looked at him.

Not counting the original owner's training in the police academy, this was Ethan's first actual shooting, but he was right.

Steadily walk to the shooting position, hold down the handle of the gun with your right hand and press down, then lean forward, and easily pull the gun out of the anti-grab holster.

Standing in the standard shooting position, after aiming for a while, Ethan repeatedly pulled the trigger at the target paper 15 meters away.

"bang bang bang"

Ethan put down the pistol after the magazine was emptied.

After his physique improved, he felt that his strength had increased a lot, and the tiny recoil of the Glock 17 was negligible.

Ethan even felt that even if he was given a Desert Eagle, he could easily control it now.

Coupled with the blessing of pistol proficiency skills, the center of the target paper not far away was basically smashed.

"Good marksmanship, it seems that you have trained well before."

Brock folded his hands and nodded in satisfaction. It is a good thing that his own professional ability has passed the test.

"When we patrol, in addition to the guns on our bodies, we can also choose to put a shotgun or M4A1 in the car as a supplementary firepower."

"You will patrol with me in the next three days. You don't need equipment for the time being. I will guide you to become proficient at that time."

"Go and load the bullets, I'll wait for you outside."

After speaking, Brock left.

Ethan picked up a bullet casing, put it under his nose, took a breath, and laughed happily as he looked at the dense bullet points on the target paper.

I don't know what level it will be if the pistol skill is upgraded to another level.

Back in the equipment room, take out the empty magazine, fill it with 9mm hollow point bullets, load it and put it back into the holster.

Fill up the two spare magazines and put them into the duty belt. He tidied his clothes with satisfaction and left quickly.

Emmett and Siobhan had already gone out to patrol, and when they came to the parking lot, Brock was already waiting for him in a Crown Victoria.

After Ethan opened the door and sat in the co-pilot, he started the police car and left the parking lot.

"I'll take you around the suburbs, where there's an Aboriginal casino."

Brock drove the car and continued: "The Chino Tribe is right next to our town. Every month after receiving government subsidies, those Indians would go to Banshee Town to consume and drink heavily. Occasionally, there would be conflicts. dispute over rights."

As the vehicle drove, Brock introduced the situation in the town from time to time.

When passing through an intersection, Ethan looked at the sign "Savoy Gentlemen's Club" above the parking lot next to him.

"This is Kay Proctor's place." Noticing the direction of Ethan's gaze, Brock said seriously:

"You must be careful with him. The nearby criminal gangs are all under his control, involved in extortion, extortion, organizing sales, murder, making pills, etc."

"Then didn't you do something?" Ethan looked at Brock in puzzlement.

"We have tried to bring him down. At critical times, either the witnesses disappeared or the evidence disappeared. There is still no way to convict him."

After a pause, Brock continued: "When the new sheriff arrives, he will definitely hold a welcome party, and then you can get to know this person."

As the traffic light turned green, Brock said nothing and continued driving.

Turning an intersection, an old pickup truck appeared in front of it, driving rickety, with a hole in the taillight.

(End of this chapter)