Due to the abundance of firearms in Russia, more than half of the targets that the Eagle Country police faced were likely to be people with guns. Therefore, not only did they have to keep up with the equipment, but the town police station was also equipped with a large amount of ammunition all year round. Even when they went out for patrol, they would usually put automatic weapons in the trunk in case of emergency. Since the environment was so unfriendly, the police had a monthly ammunition quota to practice their marksmanship.
Therefore, for Will, William could shoot as many bullets as he wanted. In any case, according to his experience, shooting was a very exhausting and energy-consuming thing. Just like Parker, David, and the other rookies when they first joined the company, the novelty of the new job did not exceed a few hundred bullets. After the novelty wore off, it was actually very torturous for those who did not have the intention to become sharpshooters to shoot more than a hundred bullets every day for a few months, or even a year or two.
The seven police officers in the town's police station were not even willing to go to the shooting range to use 100 rounds, let alone use up their monthly quota, unless they were going hunting. Nowadays, the cost of a pistol bullet was only 6 cents, and the police system's purchase price was only 9 cents. A few hundred bullets were only tens of dollars. In addition, it was already the end of 68 years. Other than small-scale battles, the war with the Monkey Kingdom had almost stopped. A large amount of military supplies were no longer useful. Many arms companies would rather sell the ammunitions and guns that they had produced at cost price or even at a loss in order to recover their capital. Therefore, as long as William was willing to use the ammunition to offset his salary, Will wouldn't mind firing a few thousand bullets, let alone a few hundred. A newbie in the small town police station, weekly salary of 40, monthly salary of 160 dollars. If William did not want this money, it would definitely go into Will's pocket. If William was willing to give him $10,000, Will would guarantee that William would be promoted to deputy chief within two years.
When William saw Will's smile, he knew that Will would scam his salary. However, this was also what he hoped for. Otherwise, why would Will treat him differently? The only problem was that he did not want to stay in the police station all day. He pretended to be in deep thought and continued," You know, Sheriff, I came to this town to learn how to fly a plane. When I return to New York in the future, when my father tests me on how I'm doing, I'll be in big trouble if I don't know how to fly a plane."
" It's okay," Will said with a smile." Report to the police station at 9 a.m. sharp every morning, drive to the town for a patrol, and then go straight to the flying school. At noon, he would leave the school and patrol again. He would return to the police station to fill in the patrol report. In the afternoon, he would go out to patrol again. At 5:30, he would come back and wait for work to end. "I'll leave the few hours in the afternoon to you." Will stood up with a smile and walked out of the office first.
William was about to follow when he glanced around Will's desk and saw a hand-drawn drawing that he had covered with his hand. He picked it up and glanced at it before putting it back on the table. When he left with Will, he recalled the contents of the blueprint and couldn't help but look at Will's back in surprise.
The palm-sized hand-drawn map of the gold mine, although he couldn't tell that it was the mine that Lan Bo had escaped into. However, with Will taking it out now, even a fool would know that it was that mine. Fortunately, the mine cave was not just a gold mine. The person who drew it probably did not draw it in detail to keep it a secret, let alone note that there was an exit. In other words, the exit was not an exit, but a thief's cave. Moreover, the blue seal on the blueprint indicated that the mine had been abandoned in the year 42. This meant that the mine had been abandoned earlier than the year 42.
Otherwise, even if it wasn't a gold mine, the mine owner wouldn't have handed over the internal structure drawings. After 26 years, the mine owner was probably dead. Or even if he didn't die, there was a high chance that he wouldn't tell the truth. After all, what did Lan Bo's death have to do with him? If a second exit or entrance appeared in the gold mine, the problem would involve him. Although Will had relied on the blueprint to misjudge that Lan Bo would be trapped in the mine even if he didn't die, William had never thought of this.
William was overthinking things. A normal mine would only dig deeper. Otherwise, based on Lan Bo's experience, he would not hide in the mine after a week. He could just hide in the mountains, and there were plenty of caves for him to stay in for seven days. He reminded himself that he had to be more meticulous when considering things and followed Will out of the office. Will said," When we're on patrol, we don't feel like going back to the police station during the two hours. We'll chat with people on the roadside or sit in a cafe. So, no one will find trouble with you if you go to the flying school." After saying that, Will thought about it. The incident with Rambo had just happened in the town, so he should be more cautious.
"Why don't we use yesterday's incident as an excuse to tell the public that the police station also needs its own helicopter pilots? This was to prevent a situation like that bastard, Farm Owner Riley, from happening again. No matter how he called out, he would not support them. "As for whether you want to learn to fly a helicopter or a fixed-wing aircraft, no one would be so bored as to ask that. Besides, you haven't used the police's money, which is equivalent to not using the town's residents 'taxes."
That's a good reason."
William looked at Will's back in surprise. Although this fatty had a domineering personality, he was not an idiot. Instead, he was an old fox who knew everything. However, after thinking about it for a while, if Will didn't have some ability, he wouldn't have been the town's sheriff. Moreover, he did seem to treat his own people quite well.
After all, if he couldn't capture the hearts of his subordinates, he wouldn't be able to sit firmly in his position as sheriff. If he didn't treat the residents well, he wouldn't be able to get votes. Lan Bo had made him look so bad because Lan Bo was the main character template. Whoever touched him would be unlucky. After getting two sets of police uniforms, badges, handcuffs, and rubber batons, William separated from Will at the entrance of the police station and drove the police car back to the hotel. Under the attentive gaze of the hotel owner, she returned to her room. His slender figure, coupled with his handsome police uniform, police cap, and holster, left the hotel.
However, as soon as he reached the police car, he went back to ask the hotel owner about the situation in town. After learning that the helicopter pilot's father was the farm owner who had died two months ago, William whistled and drove to the town's tavern. However, as soon as he entered the tavern, he quickly glanced around and saw that the commander of Lan Bo was still in the town.
F * ck, it seemed like his decision to let Lan Bo hide for seven days was right. The mine had collapsed at noon, and Lieutenant Colonel George had refused to leave. It was obvious what he was thinking. Unfortunately, Lan Bo no longer had the intention to cause a ruckus in the town. Instead, he was focused on hiding and waiting for William to take him away from the State of Texas.
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