In the conference room, Fan Fangsi described the situation and requirements of the Special Operations Team.

"Do you all have any objections?" Fan Fangsi looked around.

"No, sir!" A young man in his twenties responded. He should be a mixed-race person of white and black people, looking tall and strong, with a powerful look on Kong Wu.

Others also responded, saying that there was no doubt.

After all, they are elites of the FBI. Even if they have not experienced special cases in person, they have heard too many special cases in the FBI environment.

Tang En said, "Since everyone has no objection, then you go back first. I will notify you of the results after discussing with Fan. Whether you are selected or not, we will give you feedback on the results."

"yes, sir!" The seven people stood up and left the conference room.

After they left, Fan Fangsi took the initiative to ask, "Do you have any recommendations?"

"Actually, all seven of them can do it, but the boss only gives you a standard squad, so I recommend Allen, Colin, and Harold." Tang En responded after considering it, and handed three files to Fan Fangsi at the same time.

View Fan Fangsi's results file.

Don En added, "Allen has participated in overseas wars and has made many contributions in overseas operations. If it weren't for his mixed race, he would have become a special agent. I believe you two should have a lot of common topics."

Speaking of this, Tang En added, "Fan, you are really lucky. Boss is a good person!"

Fan Fangsi complained in his heart, "Good person cards are sent out directly?"

"I also feel very lucky!" Fan Fangsi agreed on the surface.

"Colin has a calm personality and a very good temper. Some complicated things can be handed over to Colin, and he can definitely complete them well. Your team has just been established, and Colin's existence can avoid a lot of trouble." Tang En narrated.

Fan Fangsi nodded slightly. There was a good old man in the team who could really ease the atmosphere.

"Harold is a top sniper, and his shooting skills are among the best in the game. If you need to accurately snipe the target, Harold is the best choice." Tang En introduced Harold's situation again.

"Thank you, Tang En." Fan Fangsi said gratefully. The configuration of this team is quite good. Tang En really put his heart into it, not doing it perfunctorily.

"You're welcome." Tang En responded, then joked, "By the way, celebrate drinking tonight?"

Fan Fangsi was a little embarrassed, he had no money at all!

Tang En saw Fan Fangsi's embarrassment, "Haha, Fan, the boss has just approved your compensation salary, a total of 16 months, plus the undercover subsidy and bonus, the total amount is 24,530 US dollars. Shouldn't you treat me to a drink?"

"Ok!" Fan Fangsi naturally couldn't refuse when he heard that there was a subsidy. "By the way, call Alan and the other three to welcome them to join the Special Operations Team."

Tang En reminded, "It's better to invite them yourself, and you can personally notify them of the transfer."

"Okay." Fan Fangsi responded that Tang En's suggestion was indeed better.

It's six o'clock in the evening.

Fan Fangsi, Tang En, and the other three chose a small bar. After some food and drink, the relationship between Fan Fangsi and the three team members became familiar.

It was nearly ten o'clock in the evening when Fan Fangsi returned to the single apartment provided by the FBI. He lay on his back on his bed, his mind was groggy.

Even though Fan Fangsi had a very good alcohol tolerance, he could withstand the three team members toasted one after another?

Too difficult to bear!

At 8 o'clock the next morning, Fan Fangsi arrived at the headquarters of the Los Angeles branch in advance.

The FBI's working hours are relatively relaxed, whether it is seven, eight, or nine, it is OK. Anyway, as long as the work is handled, there will be no problem.

When Fan Fangsi arrived, neither Allen, Colin nor Harold arrived. He happened to use this time to get familiar with the situation of the headquarters building.

I was a little too hasty yesterday and he didn't transfer the entire headquarters building at all.

Near nine o'clock, Fan Fangsi returned to the office of the Special Operations Team. The three team members had arrived. Fan Fangsi clapped his hands to attract the attention of the three people, and then called out, "Guys, the underground firearm training ground will gather in three minutes. I want to see your marksmanship."

Allen's character is the most reckless, he responded, "Don't worry, boss, our marksmanship is great!"

Colin nodded for sure, "That's right!"

Harold smiled confidently, "When I was in Quantico, I ranked first in the marksmanship competition!"

"Very good!" Fan Fangsi praised.

A few minutes later, Fan Fangsi arrived at the underground gun training ground with three team members. He ordered, "You try shooting targets, I want to see your level."

In fact, except for FPS games, Fan Fangsi did not master any gun technology at all, so he naturally could not participate in the target shooting.

The three team members did not hesitate at all. They began shooting at the target as Fan Fangsi ordered. They all chose a 20-meter target, which is the most common in urban street fighting.

"Bang bang bang~"

"Bang bang bang~"

...

Gunshots rang out in the underground gun training ground. Fan Fangsi was watching with soundproof headphones, and he communicated with Chaoyue System.

‘System, can I master gun shooting through fate?’ Fan Fangsi asked in his heart.

‘The host is observing gun shooting and touching the causal destiny line. If the fate is used to reverse causal destiny, the host will be able to master gun shooting.’ Response beyond the system.

‘According to the current situation, given that the host has no idea about gun shooting, please make a decision in the following choices.’ Overcoming the system lists options in Fan Fangsi’s mind.

‘1, consume 5 life points, the host will be proficient in small firearms, including pistols and miniature submachine guns.’

‘2, consume 8 life points, the host will be proficient in small and medium-sized firearms, including pistols, and all submachine guns.’

‘3, consume 10 life points, the host will be proficient in most firearms, including pistols, submachine guns, assault rifles, and heavy machine guns.’

‘4, consume 15 life points, and the host will be proficient in most firearms, including pistols, submachine guns, assault rifles, machine guns, and sniper rifles.’

Fan Fangsi looked at the option information listed above the system. He was a little helpless, but a little thankful.

He now only has 6 deaths, but surpassing the system listed all options, indicating that the intelligence level of surpassing the system is limited, which is more similar to a fixed intelligent program?

‘I choose the first option!’ Fan Fangsi made the decision.

After making a decision, Fan Fangsi felt that a lot of knowledge suddenly appeared in his mind, but he was not at all uncomfortable with this sudden knowledge. Instead, he felt a sense of being taken for granted, as if he had mastered this knowledge.

"Boss, what do you think?" Allen greeted Fan Fangsi.

Fan Fangsi glanced at the target where Allen was. The magazine capacity of the m1911a1 pistol was 71 rounds, and only 2 eight bullets were in the center of the ten rings. The worst was the eight rings edge, with a total score of 71 rings, and the passing level of the FBI field staff was 64 rings.

Colin's score was slightly better, with three bullets in the ten-ring area, and the total score was 1 ring more than Allen's.

Harold's score is very good. Only two of the 8 bullets are in the Ninth Ring area, and the remaining 6 are in the Tenth Ring area, with a total score of 78 rings. He is worthy of being a firearm expert specially recommended by Tang En.
Chapter completed!