Sergeant looked down at the people gazing up at him with admiration, feeling great. It seemed like he hadn't felt this way in a long time.
He knew the problems with Sixth Street himself. Sometimes people said they were thugs who ran amok under the banner of the law, and that wasn't really wrong.
But just as he'd told V, he didn't have many choices.
Aside from the booze, all the synthetic meat for this event had been provided to him at a low price. Otherwise, he really wouldn't have had enough money to put on this kind of charity event.
After downing a can of beer, Sergeant slammed it hard onto the ground, raised the Zuo Lun in his hand, and fired into the air.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
"Now that we've eaten and had our fun, it's time to get moving-target shooting starts now. The rules are simple: have a can before you shoot. Whoever can hit enough targets within 30 seconds advances.
"As for the prize, how about this shiny, advanced weapon in my hand? Who wants to go first?!"
As Sergeant announced the rules, the people below grew even more excited. Many of them could barely hold a gun steady, but just by taking part, they could score another free can of beer!
And after drinking, they could fire a couple of shots too. Could anything in the world be more satisfying? How could they not join in?
The drunk crowd began to gather around the range. The targets were all sorts of things: a big portrait of Cannon, one of Deputy Mayor Holt, and even the flag of Japan-
They'd wanted to use Saburo Arasaka's portrait or the Arasaka Corporation logo, but printing something like that would make it easy for Arasaka Corporation's agents to sniff