Reborn in America: I Have an Equipment Slot

"Oh, shit!!"

The sudden noise startled James.

Enraged, Irving pulled out a pistol from his waist, ready to fight the other man.

Although he had long anticipated that one day he would have to fight with a gun.

But Irving never expected this day to come so soon.

James started the car and floored the gas pedal to continue his escape.

But when he saw Irving pull out the Luger LCP pistol, he burst out laughing.

"Hey buddy, what kind of gun are you holding? A woman's lipstick?"

As he spoke, James opened the storage compartment next to him, took out an FN Five-Seven, and handed it directly to Irving.

"Here you go, buddy, this is the weapon a man should use!"

"I'll find a chance to drive the car onto the main road in a bit. You take the gun, and if they catch up, just shoot them dead!!"

Looking at the beautiful FN Five-Seven pistol in his hand, Owen hesitated for a moment before nodding slightly.

To be honest, although he had fantasized more than once about wielding a gun on the streets of Miami and engaging in a shootout with the enemy without restraint.

But that's just imagination.

If it were to actually happen in real life, he would instantly become nervous.

James maneuvered the Chevrolet, making a sharp turn and driving directly from the narrow street onto the main road.

With the improved visibility, the two were finally able to clearly see their target.

It's still that black Toyota pickup truck!

"Fire, buddy!! We're on the main road now. If we don't fight back now and the car breaks down, we'll both be sitting ducks!"

As they were talking, the black Toyota pickup truck rolled down its window again, revealing two dark gun barrels inside.

Seeing this, Irving took a deep breath.

Forget it, forget it!

If they don't fire soon, James's beat-up Chevrolet is definitely not going to hold up.

Rather than continuing to run for your life, you might as well fight them!

After figuring this out, Irving gritted his teeth, turned to the side, raised his pistol with both hands, and fired three shots at the black Toyota pickup truck behind him!

boom! boom! boom!

Although Irving had not yet mastered the skill "Sharpshooter" at this time, with his years of experience in shooting games, he accurately blew out the left front tire of the black Toyota pickup truck with just three shots!

With a tire blowout, the speeding black Toyota pickup truck instantly lost control.

After swaying left and right twice on the road, the vehicle crashed violently into a shop on the side of the street.

boom!!

The enormous impact shattered the vehicle's windshield instantly.

Upon seeing the vehicle on fire, James immediately breathed a sigh of relief and burst into laughter as two gangsters sitting in the back staggered out of the pickup truck.

"Bro, well done!! You must have practiced your marksmanship before, right? That was incredibly accurate!!"

Seeing that he was out of danger, Irving, who had been on edge the whole time, let out a long sigh of relief.

He ignored James's praise and slumped into the passenger seat.

Unfortunately, strictly speaking, this was the first time he had ever fired a gun in his life.

Everyone gets nervous.

James didn't stop and continued running until he was sure no vehicles were chasing him, at which point he finally stopped in a secluded parking lot.

"Phew..." James turned off the car and let out a long sigh of relief.

After a moment, he reached out and excitedly hugged Irving, who had also survived the ordeal, his face full of emotion.

"Dude, thank you so much for tonight. Without you, I'd probably be a corpse by now..."

"OK, OK, I know I'm excited right now, James, but can you stop hugging and cuddling like a woman?" Irving rolled his eyes as he felt the other man's large hand patting his back.

Once James had calmed down a bit, he asked, "Dude, honestly, did you mess with some enemies? Otherwise, why would someone be chasing you with a gun?"

"I don't know either." James shook his head.

Although he already had a slight guess in his mind at this moment.

But he didn't tell Irving this guess until he understood the situation.

"If you don't want to talk about it, then forget it."

Irving waved his hand, and seeing that James remained silent, he did not press the matter further.

After giving a few instructions to take him to the next auction, James then dropped Irving off at the pawn shop and left in a hurry.

After the gunfight, Owen lost his desire to sleep and went to the pawnshop's vault in deep thought.

After the gunfight just now, he felt a sudden sense of urgency.

Looking at the progress of the skill "Sharpshooter" in his equipment inventory, he didn't say a word and immediately started rummaging through the warehouse for various firearms and searching for corresponding firearm assembly diagrams online. Then he began to practice.

……

Two days later, at dawn.

Irving took a sip of his iced cola and continued assembling the Desert Eagle.

With a "click," the Desert Eagle's magazine was loaded.

A notification suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Equipment requirements met, skill acquired: Sharpshooter (Proficiency 1/1000)"

[Sharpshooter: You are proficient in various firearms, improving your shooting and draw skills with all types of weapons. Your first ten shots have a 99.99% hit rate.]

"Pfft..." Upon seeing the effects of the skill [Sharpshooter], Owen spat out a mouthful of cola all over the table.

99.99%?! That's an incredible effect!

This is practically the legendary causality skill!

The so-called law of causality refers to the principle that as long as certain conditions are met, a corresponding result can be achieved with a certain probability or a very high probability.

Irving recalls a study published by Harvard University scholars.

If a gunman is holding an AK47 and fires at a vertical angle into the sky, as long as enough bullets are fired, he will definitely be hit in the skull by the falling bullets and die instantly.

Although it sounds bizarre, this conclusion has been verified through detailed physical analysis and real-world case studies.

AK47发射的是7.62×39毫米的中间威力型枪弹，子弹发射初速度可达800米/秒，即便是下坠时受到空气阻力减速，下坠速度仍旧可达80-90米/秒。

The kinetic energy generated at this speed is enough to penetrate a person's skull.

Although such low-probability events are difficult to occur in reality, as long as certain conditions are met, the probability of this outcome becomes 99.99%.

In short, if I'm not mistaken, the effect of my skill [Sharpshooter] is to keep the probability of hitting the target with the first ten bullets constant at 99.99%.

If that's the case, then wouldn't I already be a gun god?!

Irving's eyes lit up, and he immediately wanted to draw his gun to test its effectiveness.

But remembering that firing shots indiscriminately is illegal and a crime in Florida, Irving immediately calmed his excited emotions, quickly packed his things, and prepared to head to the shooting range to test his skills.