The Chef Rules the Last Days-Chapter 41 - 39 Establishing Prestige

41: Chapter 39: Establishing Prestige

41 -39: Establishing Prestige

“Firing Range”

Lu Chen spoke succinctly and walked away, leaving Su Mo and Jianxiong looking at each other.

Since when was there a firing range here?

Su Mo followed even though he had walked far away.

They returned to the airing yard, which is what Lu Chen referred to; they stopped in front of an empty table, on which a few guns were laid out.

Seeing them approach, the people training in the area halted their movements and glared unkindly.

“AK47, 7.62mm assault rifle”.

Su Mo saw the man didn’t seem affected as he picked one up and began to explain it to her.

“I know this one, I’ve seen it in ‘chicken game’, looks exactly the same!” Su Mo leaned closer, touched the cold barrel and felt somewhat excited.

However, her marksmanship was terrible; in the mobile game, using this gun would send bullets flying into the sky.

Lu Chen glanced at her, puzzled, and asked coldly, “Chicken?

How do you shoot?”

“Hahaha, hey, my goodness” Jianxiong, who had been listening to their conversation, suddenly burst into laughter, his whole square face trembling.

He held his stomach as though he had heard something unbelievable.

Especially since this man asked such a dumb question with such a serious face.

Su Mo struggled to keep a straight face, making an expression that was uglier than crying.

“Lu Chen, chickens don’t shoot guns; I’m talking about a smartphone game,” she felt that it was now imperative to explain this issue to him.

The man realized his question might have been inappropriate and had been led astray by Su Mo; his handsome face darkened a shade, and a chill began to emanate from his body.

“Achoo”

Jianxiong’s laughter stopped abruptly.

Despite the hot summer, he sneezed and his arms were covered in goosebumps.

“Laughed enough?”

“Enough, enough,” Jianxiong quickly shut his thick lips and instinctively stepped back, assuming the role of a meat shield.

“Lu Chen, how do you use this gun?” Su Mo also made sure to deftly change the subject.

In his deep blue eyes was a hint of embarrassment as his Adam’s apple bobbed: “I don’t play with phones”.

“Mm-hmm, so how do you use this gun?” Su Mo’s face said ‘I understand’ while internally she was screaming, begging to drop the subject before she burst into laughter!

Lu Chen picked up the gun, no longer focused on the earlier conversation, and began to seriously explain how to use firearms.

Before the apocalypse, Su Mo, who was a model youth, had never touched a gun.

She listened intently; when she finally held the rifle, its weight genuinely surprised her.

Lu Chen handled the gun with ease, but for her, it was quite a struggle.

“You know, Admiral, giving a girl a gun like this might not be such a good idea,” a burly bald man walked over to object: “Our brothers are in need, why waste bullets?”

Listening to such overt contempt, Su Mo felt extremely upset.

She gripped the gun and with one hand pulled out the bolt, aiming the muzzle at the man’s chest.

“It is quite a bad idea, I’m worried I might accidentally fire.”

“You!” The man became furious in an instant, the ground beneath his feet began to tremble as earth pierced through the concrete, obviously a superpower user.

Su Mo wasn’t worried.

With a strong backer behind her, she even adjusted the gun’s muzzle between the man’s legs and slowly squeezed the trigger.

Jianxiong scratched his head and spontaneously stood beside Su Mo, taunting the man: “Your dad hasn’t spoken yet, who the hell do you think you are?”

“Forget it, forget it, Li Qian said they can move freely,” someone from behind came to mediate and forcibly pulled the bald man back.

The person took a step, glancing back three times before being pulled aside for a quiet conversation with a few others.

After the farce ended.

“Try shooting,” Lu Chen’s elongated fingers pointed toward the zombie sprawling on the wire mesh closest to them.

Su Mo turned around, the dark muzzle aimed at the zombie’s head, her eyes narrowing slightly.

Somehow, an odd feeling suddenly surged within her heart, as if the zombie was locked in her sights.

“Go for it, little sister,” Jianxiong cheered her on from the side.

Su Mo pulled the trigger, and a shot rang out.

Because a silencer was attached to the butt of the gun, there wasn’t much noise, but that shot drew the attention of everyone in the airing area.

The bullet sped off, a shot to the head.

The zombie that had been clinging to the barrier had its head burst open in an instant.

“Damn, that’s badass, little sister!

Can you really handle an AK that steady?” Jianxiong’s eyes were about to pop out.

This young girl had never handled a gun before, and she executed a headshot on a zombie right off the bat?

He even ran over to the mesh to squat down and confirm the zombie had been headshot before coming back.

Not just him, even Su Mo herself couldn’t quite believe it.

She didn’t even feel the recoil of the gunshot—was this another hidden attribute of the system?

Seeing her in a daze, Lu Chen suspected something as well, and pointed to another zombie moving within the mesh, saying, “Try hitting that one.”

The whispering crowd fell silent, their attention now focused on them.

Bald guy looked disdainfully at the others and said, “Hmph, just luck.”

Noticing the small-statured girl picking up the gun again, he couldn’t help but watch.

Su Mo once again set up the gun, squinting her eyes, the muzzle aimed at the moving zombie.

That feeling of locking onto the prey returned, and she focused intently as another shot was fired.

“Bang!”

The bullet, passing through gaps in the wire mesh, precisely entered the zombie’s head, splattering black brain matter everywhere as the body collapsed with a thud.

By now, no one thought it was just luck.

The huge recoil of the AK seemed to be nonexistent for this girl, capable of precise headshots from any distance.

The Bald man’s face turned sour, but he also realized that someone by the famous Admiral Lu’s side wouldn’t be ordinary.

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The people beside him patted his shoulder, no longer underestimating this kitten-looking but tiger-hearted lass.

“Awesome, little sister, that’s amazing!” Jianxiong’s jaw nearly hit the ground, continuously exclaiming, “You must be a genius.”

He rubbed his sore jaw, feeling that today his eyes and jaw had dropped more than once.

It took him years just to get proficient with guns, yet someone surpassed him in a single day—it was truly maddening to compare oneself to others.

Su Mo put down the gun, her eyes filled with excitement.

Just how many more surprises were waiting for her to discover in this system!

Her performance indeed exceeded the plans Lu Chen had initially made for her.

The man walked over to her side, took her gun, and aimed it at the zombies inside the mesh: “From today, run 10 laps here every night.”

No sooner had he finished speaking than his gun’s trigger was pulled, and two moving zombies inside the mesh fell.

“10 laps!” Before she could recover from his shooting two with one bullet, Su Mo looked around and exclaimed, “I’d run myself to death!”

“I’ll accompany you.”

“…” Su Mo fell silent, finding the proposition not entirely unacceptable.

“Momo, what are you doing here?”

Just hearing that soft, helpless voice made Su Mo’s head hurt.