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"Bang!" "Bang!"
Amidst the deafening gunfire, Leon, who was preparing to earn his badge, hurriedly entered the shooting range of the police department with his beloved sniper rifle.
Due to the strict weapon regulations in Capital City, nightsticks and whips were generally sufficient to handle most cases, with firearms rarely needed. As a result, few people practiced shooting.
Moreover, today was a rest day, so in the vast shooting range, only three or five positions were occupied, with the majority left empty.
Great, the emptiness meant no need to queue for air tanks.
Satisfied with the empty range, Leon greeted the person responsible for checking weapons and distributing earmuffs. He then carried two large boxes of nail rounds and laid down at a shooting position closest to the air storage area.
