Chapter 11: Show off
Seeing that Dexter didn't reply, John started to laugh and slapped Dexter on the shoulder.
"What should I call you, brat? Do you have a name?" John asked with a friendly tone and started leading him to go back outside.
"You can call me Dexter or Dex; I already know your name, so spare me the introductions," Dexter replied dryly while the two of them continued walking towards the shooting range. It was a large area of empty land about the size of a football field with only one building there. There were targets set up ranging all the way to 100 meters.
The two of them entered the building that two people were actively guarding. Inside there was a shit ton of guns ranging from pistols to RPGs. Dexter wondered why they had RPGs stored here when it wasn't even the main storage area for their weapons.
While he was admiring the guns, John had begun to fill a large duffel bag with a variety of firearms then finished it off with a ton of ammunition. He turned and left the building with a massive grin on his face while Dexter just followed behind him.
Dexter was thinking about where they get all their firearms. He had no idea if the Rip-off church was already operating or they had another source. He was interrupted as they had arrived, and John put an ak47 in his hand. Dexter was rather amused at his new life; The fact he was a child soldier getting trained so seriously made him let out a chuckle.
John saw this and just thought the kid really liked guns. He wanted to see what the kid would do, so he just stood there. He wasn't an outstanding teacher and would just give advice and fix whatever he was doing wrong.
Dexter loaded the ak47 and adjusted the site a little. He cocked the rifle and was about to shoot when he got a notification.
[System of the wicked]
Task: Show off
Reward: 25 points
Dexter hadn't talked to the Devil since that night, and he was pretty confident that the Devil would only help him occasionally if he was really bored. He would rather just watch what he's doing like a movie.
He started off in semi-auto, the ak47 actually didn't have too terrible of recoil, but he would rather adjust to it first with his weaker body.
He started firing while switching distances every few bullets and was hitting them with only decent accuracy at first, but after a few targets, the shots were going where he wanted.
While Dexter was busy shooting away, a group came over to check out the new kid. They were shocked at what they were witnessing. The kid had good form, and they couldn't pick out anything he was doing wrong.
After finishing the magazine, he ejected it and caught the next one that John had casually tossed to him.
He switched to full auto and began to fire bursts into the targets, and on the last ten bullets, he sprayed them all into a target 25 meters away.
John was confused more than anything; He really wanted to find out this kid's origin because there was no way he came from an orphanage. He should never have held an ak47 in his life but didn't react to the weight and looked like he had been using guns for years.
Instead of giving the kid another magazine, he went for a different gun instead. Reaching into the bag, he pulled out a mp5a3; after handing it to Dexter, it was the same result. He did the same for various guns, and everyone was getting more and more confused.
Was this kid trained from the second he was born or something?
"Hold up, Dex; I'm going to grab something more interesting!" John exclaimed while rushing to grab a Remmington 700. It was one of his favorite sniper rifles, and he could finally teach the kid something.
Meanwhile, Dexter was just chilling. He didn't really have a problem showing off. Dexter always hated when people would hide their power or act weak in front of people when they could mess them up. He aimed to earn the respect of the people here so they wouldn't cause him problems. It wouldn't work for everyone, but it's better than nothing.
John arrived and gave a brief rundown of the sniper rifle to him before handing it over. The gun had a six bullet internal magazine and was bolt action. Dexter loaded the rifle and laid down on the ground with it. He aimed for the targets at 100m which wasn't too far considering the gun.
John was going to give him some advice but got cut off when Dexter started firing. After he finished shooting all six bullets, the two of them walked over to the target.
Every single shot had hit dead on target with a small spread. The weather was excellent, and there wasn't much wind at all, so Dexter found it rather simple. He looked at John with a big grin on his face. He had really enjoyed getting to fire all these weapons for free as he used a shit ton of ammunition.
John was frozen in place, wondering if Dexter was even a human. He eventually decided to move on and teach Dexter hand-to-hand combat. He was one of the rare ones who actually learned a few martial arts before being drafted. At most, the military taught the basics to the soldiers before being sent to Vietnam.
Meanwhile, Dexter was looking at his System.
[Task: Show off ]
Reward: 25 points
Completed
[New passive skill aqquired]
Skill: Firearm mastery(level 1)(Upgrade cost 200)
Description: Provides a minor boost to accuracy with all firearms.
Dexter thought the skill was a little overpowered because he was already a good shot. He wasn't one to complain about something like that, though. The two of them walked back, and Dexter waited for whatever came next.
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