59. Schrödinger 2.0

Chapter 59

While the mercenaries were thinking about how life had brought them to this point, we finally reached the training ground that had been made especially for me with Integra's permission. And so, stopping near a whole collection of various weapons, I turned to the men gathered behind me and made an offer.

- So, who would like to try my personal assortment?

And the answer was silence.

- Are you sure? Whoever can defeat me will be able to make me any wish, and I will grant it.

- Really?! - Bernadotte exclaimed excitedly.

- Yes, but the conditions will be mutual.

"What does that mean?" Jeffy asked.

- This means that the losers will have to wish her an idiot! - said the vice captain, slapping the fat man on the back of the head.

- Oh... Then I'm out.

- Me too.

- And count me too.

In the end, everyone refused except the captain, who spoke with a smirk on his face.

- So, my dear, it's just you and me left.

"Do you want to go first?" I suggested.

- Of course, but how do we decide the winner? - asked Pip Bernadotte.

- Oh, it's actually quite simple. You shoot first at a point from any distance, and I have to shoot exactly the same way. If I miss, I get a letter, if not, the next shot goes to me, and so on and so forth, until one of us writes the word "fool." Got it?

- Is that the game the Americans came up with for basketball? True, there was the word "horse" in it.

- That's right. I confirmed.

- Okay, that sounds simple enough. - He walked up to the fence and took aim at a target 12 meters away, and then a shot rang out.

- How do you like that, baby? - turning the gun on his finger, he deftly put the gun back in the holster. And the target has a hole where the heart should be.

- Not bad. Not bad at all. - I grinned, standing in front of my target, and, grabbing the gun from the holster, fired straight at the target without even looking.

- What? - Pip looked at the result in shock, and in the meantime I continued.

- Now it's my turn to start. - I went up to the target range adjustment mechanism and moved the target to 100 meters.

- Wow, wow, I thought we only used pistols?

- That's right, captain. - With a smile on my face, I also shot at the target without looking, after which I let it come closer so that everyone could see the result.

The mercenaries immediately crowded around the target and watched with bated breath at the neat little hole right in the center of the target's head. Pip couldn't help but look at me with surprise and a little bit of fear at the sight.

"Ku-ku-ku, now he'll probably give in," I thought, holding back an ominous laugh.

- Ha-ha-ha, how great. That was amazing. - Pip laughed, looking into the void. - I won't be able to win with normal methods.

He set up a new target at a distance of 30 meters.

- Are you going to continue? You know, if you refuse now, I'm ready to forget about the desire.

- Of course I will, baby. I can't pass up this opportunity. - He turned around, turning his back to the target and pointing the gun behind him, so that his elbow touched his head, he fired.

- Vampires have amazing reflexes and senses, but good old training can always beat talent. - When they brought the target closer, she had a hole in her head.

- The opponent must imitate the actions, right? - he grinned, misinterpreting my surprise. But in reality.

"...He knows he had to hit my target correctly before choosing his own, right? Okay, I'll turn a blind eye to that."

- Yes, captain, it's true. - I smiled and repeated his actions, but still missed a little and hit the neck instead of the head, for which I received the first letter.

- Hmm, looks like I'll have to get serious. - I frowned, seeing the man's smug look.

10 minutes later, the winner was determined.

"It looks like I won, captain," I smirked, looking at the man who dramatically knelt down.

- Yes, my lady, you have won. Do with me and my body whatever you want. - Bernadotte said melodramatically, starting to undress.

- What? No! UGH! - I automatically kicked this idiot with such force that he crashed into the wall and, perhaps, only a miracle saved him from serious injuries.

"I'll think of my own wish later," I said and frowned, leaving the mercenaries alone.

Brazil.

Secret Millennium Base.

The Major sat in his giant leather chair with his eyes closed, the soldiers in front of him so quiet that even their sighs seemed loud. Behind the Major stood the Captain, a very proud Doc and his new creation, Schrodinger 2.0. Due to the urgency and the need to use the nearest available materials, this time the Major's new favorite pet was a Cat Girl. If Seras had seen it, she would have undoubtedly recognized the Major as a cultured man who did not miss the chance to get his hands on a cat-wife, although given the completely mechanical body, the current head of the fascists did not even know what sexual attraction was, and therefore did not even guess that he had fulfilled the dream of many anime fans. After ten minutes of silence, the Major finally opened his eyes.

- Doc?

- Yes, Major?

- Is everything ready for the attack in two days?

- Yes, the True Vampire was implanted with a chip, it made him very angry, and he will definitely be happy to release his rage on our enemy. - He answered with a creepy smile.

- Very good, Doc.