Chapter 3: Weapon Check
Weapon Check
Clack— The bolt slid smoothly into place and chambered a round. When I pulled the trigger, the firing mechanism struck an empty chamber with a heavy click. This riot shotgun, retrieved from the security room, had been sitting unused for who knows how long but was still in pristine condition. It was brand new, never fired, and had been oiled meticulously before shipment.
Next up was the shooting stance. Although it wasn’t as familiar as the standard-issue weapons from my officer days, the shotgun rested comfortably between my chest and cheek.
"Not bad."
[Stop.]
I froze, my body going as stiff as a mannequin.
[Move your right leg back 20 cm and lower the muzzle to a 15-degree angle.]
I adjusted my stance as instructed. Despite my experience as a veteran officer, I now felt like a rookie under her guidance. But what choice did I have? She’s Artemis.
[Forget the shooting manual that came with the firearm. Given your physique and eye shape, this stance will offer the highest accuracy.]