"Typically, there is a leader in a flock of Thorn Birds. If you can take out the leader, the rest will scatter; they’ll wait for a new leader to compete and emerge, then gather again to bother us..."

Cheng Ye pondered, his gaze sweeping over the flock above, his fingertip pointing to the left at one, "That one with a noticeably larger body is an Iron Claw Dive Bird, seems like the leader."

"Huh?"

The crowd followed his direction.

In the dense flock, those with poor eyesight could only see a dizzying blur, but a few sharp-eyed individuals quickly exclaimed softly.

The one Cheng Ye pointed to indeed differed from the surrounding Thorn Birds, its movements had a faint leadership vibe.

"It really is..." Raul fetched binoculars from under the counter, checked it out, and then handed it to others, "But these guys are very cunning. We’ve tried a few times but couldn’t hit them accurately."

Wang Kang also took a look, clicking his tongue in amazement, "It’s flying, mixing among the flock while moving, at least a hundred meters away, too hard to hit!"

"Isn’t it? So we can only wait for it to tire and retreat on its own."

Cheng Ye didn’t reply but kept his eyes on the Iron Claw Dive Bird.

This big guy was circling the edge of the flock, occasionally letting out piercing cries, causing the Thorn Birds below to adjust their formation immediately.

After observing for a while to confirm the target, he glanced at his Defense Communication device, noting it was only ten forty, with plenty of time before the twelve o’clock assessment.

"How long do these Thorn Birds usually linger?"

"Hmm... Most of the time, only about half an hour, sometimes they scatter within ten minutes."

"That’s good."

Cheng Ye replied, though inwardly he was calculating.

Waiting half an hour under a tin roof was no problem, but when disturbed by bird flocks during construction in Dapo Town, they couldn’t always afford to wait, right?

Moreover, he hadn’t prepared materials for setting up tin roofs; without completed housing units, a real attack would be troublesome.

Thinking about this, he instinctively reached for his waist, only realizing he left all supplies behind when stepping out.

Including his Wild Bull Fighting Handgun for self-defense.

"Do you have guns?" he asked Raul.

"Oh, Inspector Cheng wants to practice?" Raul was momentarily stunned, then pointed to a nearby worker.

The worker quickly ran to the side of the tin roof, bringing over two commonly seen Guard Rifles from Happiness City and two specially modified hunting rifles.

The Guard Rifles could fire in full auto, with considerable power, but Happiness City specifically adjusted the barrel processing precision to prevent large-scale firepower conflict, increasing rifling error, resulting in decreased projectile stability upon exit.

This made it hard to achieve precision suppression at an effective range of 100-200 meters, serving only for close-range firepower coverage deterrence within tens of meters.

However, the two small-caliber hunting rifles were different. When Cheng Ye received them, his arm slightly sank unnoticed.

This item, made with some unknown special metal, was far heavier than it seemed, its heavy weight pressing into his palm like holding a solid iron rod.

Upon closer inspection, the barrel extended nearly another half foot compared to regular Guard Rifles, with finely spiraled patterns milled on the exterior, reducing unnecessary weight and allowing rapid heat dissipation during continuous shooting.

Turning the gun, its inside glowed with a dim sheen, and the rifling, treated with special cold forging techniques, appeared exquisitely crafted like artwork.

Cheng Ye tried pulling the bolt, the sound of metal friction almost inaudible, yet possessing a snug damping feel.

The internal locking mechanism was replaced with a dual-lug design, allowing the barrel and bolt to interlock as one, assisted by a cylindrical muzzle brake, enabling the shooter to stably control the gun even during continuous shooting while ensuring accuracy.

"Great gun!"

You know the quality of an item upon first touch.

Cheng Ye was somewhat keen to hunt, aiming in the air several times, feeling the gun was incredibly handy, better fitting than his Ranger and Thunder 1!

"These are two guns my father personally modified, gifted to me for coming of age."

Raul introduced proudly, "The muzzle brake is made of military-grade chrome-nickel steel, mixed with 50g of Star Iron particles to absorb impact; the barrel is cold forged high carbon steel, mixed with 300g of Stable Flow Wire, greatly reducing ballistic deviation; the lugs use Energy-Fusion Alloy..."

Truly luxurious beyond imagination.

Listening to Raul’s detailed introduction of the Extraordinary Ore materials inside, Cheng Ye truly felt envy.

His Vortex Stab only contained 5g of Fire Storage Iron, whereas this gun featured six different types of Extraordinary Ore materials totaling 400g, double his Vortex Stab by 200 times!

Even at the base cost of Extraordinary Ore materials, this single gun valued at five thousand Contribution Points.

Moreover, this was merely Davidson’s gift to his son for coming of age. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

Seeing Cheng Ye holding the gun in a daze, a complex mix of yearning flashed in his eyes.

Raul suddenly smiled, "Inspector Cheng, these guns are great, but leaving them here is truly a waste. Over the years, upkeep was occasional, and shots fired were sparse."

He paused, looking at Cheng Ye, Wang Kang, and finally glazing over Mu Shuang, "Whoever manages to shoot down that bird leader can have this gun... how about it?"

Gift?

Cheng Ye froze for a moment. Raul was this generous?

Yet he quickly realized this guy was truly shrewd, no wonder he could charm so many wealthy people’s offspring.

The hunting rifle only had basic sights, lacking high-precision scopes, making the task of hitting the moving leader among the birds challenging even for a sharpshooter.

He turned to Mu Shuang, who shrugged, "I can give it a shot, but I’m not exactly an expert with guns."