Onidzuka Hachizo is in the prime of his life, with a large body, a wide face and a wide chin, short hair, a pronounced hairline, and a gorilla-like hairstyle. He looks a bit naive, and when he's strict, he can be intimidating, but once you find out who he is, you'll instantly feel reassured and scared.
This is a simple and sturdy man who is similar to Vodka and looks like a human being.
Ichijō Mirai slowly confirmed: "Fifty meters, target, hit, three chances?"
Hit a fat police officer within ten meters, have to shoot him at close range · get the "Are you aiming at the air" evaluation from Gin · Fired three times upstairs but failed to hit the Gin downstairs · Ichijō Mirai: "?"
Is this human language?
How can these guys make such cold and ruthless demands with their mouths turned 37 degrees? Is this how they treat people with a high moral sense? Can they bear it? Don't they have any conscience?
Crap police academy. If you don't want to recruit, just say so!
"Pick a gun," said Onidzuka Hachizo, glancing at his colleagues, "and I'll walk you through the entrance exam."
He was still stone-faced, like an unsympathetic gorilla, "If you can't even fire a gun, there's no point in becoming a police officer, is there?"
A gun is a sure thing, a person is a likely miss, and a target is a target that can't be hit.
Ichijō Mirai didn't say anything at first, he opened the archive and looked at it, confirming that he had used his player instincts to save the archive the first time he loaded the [Police Academy Newcomer], before picking out a gun at random, and solemnly summoning up the courage: "Okay."
Ichijō Mirai is not sure which one of the unlucky ones will be hit by the bullets after firing the gun, but he can only mourn in advance for the targets of flowers, plants, human beings and animals.
But Onidzuka Hachizo wasn't sure.
He looked at Ichijō Mirai a few times due to his overly calm, calm to heavy tone, opened his mouth, then paused for a moment, "Well, then follow me in."
Since the entrance test was shooting, the police academy had naturally prepared for it.
Entering the main gate of the police academy and then walk a few steps, is the starting point of shooting, 50 meters away is a target.
Near the starting point, there are already a lot of people standing in the military posture, they are not wearing uniforms, but their own civilian clothes, they are all new students.
The freshmen looked like they had been standing there for some time, some were pale, some were shaky, the one who had just come in was at the end of the line, and they all wore a black wristwatch with a timer on it.
Perhaps the officials were lazy, but the style of the watch looked familiar, identical to the one sent to Ichijō Mirai by the game's officials.
Scanning over the watch, he followed Onidzuka Hachizo to the shooting gallery, and looked around at the new students a bit more, noticing something strange, "There's a foreigner?"
In the midst of all the brunettes, there was a bright blonde color, and the owner of the blonde color had a darker skin tone, and his posture was much more standard than most of the freshmen, and he was steadily maintaining a rhythmic breathing pattern.
Onidzuka Hachizo looked over and denied, "No, not a foreigner, he's a native of Tokyo."
"Pick a spot and shoot."
The starting point of the shooting and the vicinity of the target were guarded and cleaned up, and one of the academy officers at the starting point had just finished picking up the bullet casings from the last rookie and threw them into a box on the side.
There was a crash of shells, a 'clatter' for a few seconds.
Anyone familiar with firearms could easily tell that at least seven or eight bullets had just rolled into the box.
Ichijō Mirai, who was unfamiliar with shooting, but familiar with being shot at, was more sensitive to the sound of bullets, and his eyes fixed on the bullet box for a few seconds, raising his eyebrows in recollection: Onidzuka Hachizo and the last freshman mentioned 'ten', and the number that was said to him was 'three'.
Onidzuka Hachizo noticed Ichijō Mirai's line of sight, so he coughed lowly and took a few more steps to block the box, "Ahem, let's start your entrance examination."
The new students who were standing in the postures heard the key word and their spirits were lifted, and they stared at it like owls.
Ichijō Mirai didn't pay much attention to them as he stood behind the firing line, unloaded the magazine to check the condition of the gun, and then recovered it before raising the gun and aiming it at a target fifty meters away.
The pistol was small, the sight was small, the police gun was especially small, and the target fifty meters away was like a distant star.
But Ichijō Mirai was calm: "I'm going to fire."
Because of this composure, Onidzuka Hachizo's expression became even more serious as he looked at the target fifty meters away, frowned, and wondered, 'Could it be a shooting genius?'
He prepared himself for the imminent sight of the ten ring before he spoke in a deep voice, "Shoot."
Ichijō Mirai fired, "Boom!"
The bullet flew out at great speed.
Onidzuka Hachizo and the freshmen waited with bated breath, staring intently at the target, and before they could see what was going on, they heard a series of shots.
"Boom! Boom!"
Ichijō Mirai crisply retracted his gun, and before the staff near the target had time to check the target, he turned his head to Onidzuka Hachizo and the new students and nodded steadily, "Okay, I'm going to go reload the file, so I'll see you all next time."
First entrance examination, three shots off target, failed.
Second entrance exam.
A new student ran to the registration desk, out of breath, and exchanged words with Onidzuka Hachizo.
He heard Onidzuka Hachizo explain the rules of the entrance examination in a serious tone, "You each have ten chances, no matter how many rings, as long as you hit the target, you will be considered to have completed the entrance examination."
Also heard a somewhat ghostly voice, "'ten times'?"
"I see, Instructor Onizuka," Ichijō Mirai volunteered to get the register, "let's get started without delay."
"By the way, my name is..."
He thought for a moment, and solemnly left his own handwriting on the register: [
Is that a name? No, it's a grudge.
It's Onidzuka Hachizo's revenge for sleeping at night and taking turns with both eyes.
"I'll remember you."
Two sets of rules for the player's gorilla instructor!
Onidzuka Hachizo: "?"
Onidzuka Hachizo: "..."
Second entry test, three shots off target, failed.
Third entrance exam.
Ichijō Mirai registered politely, "Hello instructor, my name is '
"I remember the instructor who said, 'Just hit it ten times,' but failed the mission on the third miss... You're very kind."
This time, there was good news: Ichijō Mirai hit the target.
There was also bad news: it was the target next door.
And the good news: but the third shot grazed the target, leaving a small scratch.
In the third entrance examination, two shots missed the target and one shot hit the edge, failed.
Fourth entrance exam.
"'Shijō Mirai', we're in a hurry, let's go."
As he raises his rifle, Ichijō Mirai adjusts his breathing, he stands in the same position and raises his rifle at the same height as the last three times.
Like the last three times, he chose the same reference point to frame the target, slowly panned the target to the same position as the last time, and "Boom."
The bullet hits the edge of the target, leaving a penetration.
One point.
Ichijō Mirai maintains his stance, shifts imperceptibly by a fraction of a second, and fires, "Boom!"
The bullet hits the edge of the target and grazes the second large circle.
Two points.
"Boom!"
The bullet grazes the second and third rings.
Two points.
Fifth entrance exam.
"'
Fifth entrance exam, one three-ring, two five-ring.
Sixth entrance exam, one six, one eight, one nine.
Seventh entrance exam, two nine-ringers, one ten-ringer.
Eighth entrance examination.
Ichijō Mirai reads the file, he walks quickly to the entrance of the police academy, grabs his pistol, "Hurry."
"I'm in a hurry to get full points, let me finish him off and have fun first."