The three of them worked out a simple plan in the office, which needs to be improved constantly. Before leaving, Nick Frey reminded Phil Colson that Skye had a problem.


    Now that they have completed their task, they can take a temporary rest, but Wesley has no intention of this. He directly convened Fitz, Simmons and Skye. They are now staying at the slingshot place for a temporary rest until they accept the next task. At the same time, s.h.i.e.l.d. is still monitoring the survivor of the explosion. Her injury has not completely improved.


    "The three of you don''t have enough ability to act as field agents, so now I need to train you through the rest time." the land of Slingshot is located in the desert. It''s very desolate. It''s best to train shooting skills. Wesley directly took out three pistols.


    "Glock 22 pistol, with a caliber of 0.40 inches and a magazine capacity of 15 rounds, is a kind of Police Pistol. It should not be difficult for you to use. Now what you need to learn is to shoot calmly." Wesley will teach them to shoot.


    "Well... Simmons and I had shooting lessons," Fitz said, raising his hand.


    "I''m sure I know that, but are you sure you can shoot in battle?" Wesley asked.


    Fitz stopped talking. It was difficult for him to shoot in the battle. It was estimated that it was even difficult to look up. Wesley looked at him and then said: "I''ll teach you not to let you fight. It''s still too early for you. Instead, I''ll let you get used to gunfire, shooting and aiming. You can save your life when it''s critical. Now stand well and three people stand in one direction. I''ll teach you to shoot. Start with Simmons."


    Wesley picked up a gun, then went to Simmons and handed her the gun and magazine. "You''ve learned how to shoot, how to use and safety requirements. I''m sure you will. Now get ready to shoot."


    Simmons took a deep breath, then pushed the magazine in, pulled the barrel sleeve, loaded the bullet, and raised his arms to aim ahead.


    Wesley kept watching her movements on her side. There was no problem. Then he went behind her and looked at her aim. "Shoot."


    "Bang" the gunshot rang out. Wesley saw it clearly. The shaking of his arm was too big. It was basically impossible to hit the target. "Keep shooting. Today, your goal is to shoot out ten magazines. Here are ten magazines. Shoot them out. Stop every shot to ensure that your arm is held flat."


    He picked up a pistol again and came to Fitz. "The same request."


    Fitz loaded the bullet angrily and began to shoot continuously. Wesley shouted in his ear, "one shot, one adjustment, don''t you know English?" Fitz had no choice but to do so.


    Wesley came to Skye with the last pistol at this time, handed her the empty gun, then pointed to the parts on the gun and began to introduce, "first of all, you should learn how to shoot. You don''t need to know the structure and principle of the gun."


    "This is the magazine release. This is the insurance. First push the magazine in, then open the insurance and pull the bolt. Let me have a look."


    Skye took the gun, then pushed the magazine in, and then opened the insurance. When she pressed the magazine to release, the magazine directly fell down. Wesley frowned, "one is pressed, the other is pushed, can''t you tell?"


    Skye smiled awkwardly, squatted down carefully, picked up the magazine, and then did it again. This time, she didn''t fail, but when she was ready to shoot, Wesley directly grabbed the gun in her hand and took it back.


    "Again." took out the magazine and loaded bullets, closed the insurance and handed them back. After practicing for half an hour, Fitz and Simmons had knocked out ten magazines, and their hands were shaking.


    "Well, now get ready to shoot. You need to shoot five magazines today and readjust it after firing one shot." Wesley''s training is very targeted. First of all, it doesn''t require you to be accurate, but let you get used to raising and shooting.


    He left Skye to train alone and came back to Fitz and Simmons. "Move your hands and practice every day if conditions permit. Of course, you can not practice." then he turned and left.


    "Fitz, Wesley, what''s the matter?" Simmons whispered.


    Fitz shook his head. "I don''t know. Maybe we''re too bad. Didn''t we say we would regret being in the field? It might be much better if we stayed in the laboratory all the time?"


    "Do you really think so?" Simmons asked.


    "I don''t know." Fitz is very distressed now.


    Wesley returned to the plane. Phil Coulson was wiping his car ''Laura'', "I''ve seen your training method for the first time."


    "The assassin brotherhood is old enough. Although it is not comparable to the hydra, it has its own experience in shooting. If they continue to practice like this, they can be familiar with shooting in less than a month. Of course, the consumption of bullets will be very large."


    "Well, the s.h.i.e.l.d. won''t sacrifice agents for bullets. We have enough bullets."


    Fitz and Simmons walked in with their heads down, ready to go back to the laboratory, but Wesley stopped them. "Fill up your empty magazine, and then today''s training is over. You need to continue to study vertigo guns for the rest of the time."


    They reluctantly turned back again, collected the empty magazine, found some bullets and began to press bullets into the empty magazine.


    Skye finished shooting, moved his arm, and then approached them. "Do you think it''s useful for us to practice like this? There''s not even a target in front of us."


    Simmons shook his head and said he didn''t know. Then he looked at Fitz. Fitz thought and said, "he is'' Jazz ''. He is the best shooter in the avenger alliance. His'' Jazz arms'' are all guns, at least so far, but his armor was destroyed in the battle of New York. I don''t know what the new armor is like."


    "Why is his code name ''Jazz''? Is he an aristocrat?" Skye was full of curiosity.


    "I don''t know. I knew he was the boss of alliance game company. In addition, there should be his information on the Internet. You can find him. He is a celebrity." Fitz continued to work after saying that.


    Skye thought thoughtfully. At this time, her phone vibrated, walked aside as if nothing had happened, took out the phone and looked at the text message sent by tide. After thinking for a moment, she replied, "I''m in.".