City of Gangsters: City of Gangsters
Shooting Exercises

(1 December 1914, East Bay United States)

Enzo was sleeping soundly on a queen size mattress in his room, the sunlight burst through the curtains into the room, the light felt like piercing both Enzo's eyes. As if forcing himself to wake up from a beautiful dream that was playing in his sleep, reluctantly the child opened his eyes.

"Hoamzz, is it morning? " Enzo stretched his stiff body, and now living with Paul he can sleep very well. His body always hurts when he wakes up.

Enzo then looked at the clock on the wall, which was at half-seven in the morning. He then moved from the top of the bed to the big window that was right in front of his bed. Enzo then opened the window curtains, the trees that used to be green around Paul's house have now turned white covered with snow, it has been almost 2 years he lived in this house.

slowly Enzo begins to find out who Paul really is, the man has links to the Genovese organized crime syndicate, and now Enzo is getting used to the work he's done with Paul.

Enzo then tidied up his bed, and cleaned his entire room until it was completely clean, now the boy has grown into a person who likes the cleanliness of it all because Paul often told him to clean the house.

after that he immediately did all the routines in the morning that took about fifteen minutes, now the child was staring at himself from behind the mirror, he said, while smoothing fine black hair with a combined cut Curtain and undercut hers with both hands.

"You're so handsome, man" he muttered to himself while posing like a model, Enzo then wore an appolo hat that he had modified, the brown oppolo hat did look like a regular hat, but from behind his side wrinkles, embedded hundreds of razor blades like rows of white shark teeth capable of tearing anything in front of him. It was enzo's hidden weapon, he had already beaten dozens of rascals with this hat.

Enzo quickly descended from the top floor, downstairs the boy saw Paul eating breakfast with whole grain cereal at the dinner table close to the kitchen.

"Hey, Enzo, you want to? " Rose Paul as he pointed at the cereal wrap and a large box of milk in front of him.

Enzo then approached her, and sitting in one of the chairs next to the table, he put the cereal into a bowl and mixed it with milk.

"Hey sir, last week you promised to teach me how to use a firearm, when are we going to do it? " Task Enzo while pouring warm water from the teapot into his glass.

"I don't forget Enzo, and don't call me sir, it makes me sound so old" Paul replies while still eating his cereal which was only nodding by enzo.

After a few minutes Paul had finished his breakfast, he then washed the bowl he used in the sink, after which Paul turned to face Enzo.

"spend your breakfast and tidy up the table, then meet me in the barn" His orders, after saying that, Paul walked away to the backyard.

According to Paul's orders, Enzo sped up his breakfast and did what the big man told him to do. At least it took him 5 minutes to clear the dining table.

After eating neatly, he immediately walked to the warehouse in the backyard, from a distance enzo saw the door of the warehouse that had been opened, he quickly went inside.

'Tok tok tok'

"What are you doing, Paul?" Enzo asked while knocking on the barn door.

"Hey enzo you're done? " Paul, the big man was sitting on a wooden reot chair with a cigar hanging over his red lips, as his hands were busy fiddling with the Double-barreled shotgun that was on the table, he did not answer Enzo's question but asked back.

"Yes" Enzo answered briefly.

"Come see Enzo" Enzo then approached Paul and stood beside his table.

"This weapon is very powerful, capable of making a human skull break in one shot you know what I mean? "

"That thing is dangerous?"

"Yes, this thing is dangerous, a weapon invented to kill, and now according to what I said yesterday, I'm going to teach you how to do that."

Paul said as he put 2 bullets into the shotgun barrel, then closed it. Enzo looked at the shotgun Paul was holding with a pretty interested look, saw it Paul then laughed a little.

"Not this little crook, you're too early to wear it"

he then put the shotgun in the bag and put it under the table, after which he took out the black Revolver from behind his brown suit and showed it to Enzo.

"Wetsson Model 10 is so pretty, isn't it?" Paul said as he wiped the black iron, the man then stood up and walked out of the warehouse.

"Follow me Enzo, I'll show you how to use it"

Without a word Enzo immediately followed the big man from behind.

They both walked up to a very large backyard, This page is often used by Paul during shooting practice, iron plates installed in varying distances are used as shooting targets.

Paul sucked a big cigar in his mouth until his nose let out smoke like a steam train chimney, then he pointed towards 3 bottles of beer which was about 20 meters from where they stood.

"Look and watch the boy" he said casually.

Paul held up the Revolver 10 until it was aligned with his shoulder with his right hand, the man's left eye closing to make it easier for his right eye to aim at the bottle.

'DOR!!... DOR!!!... DOR!!' Smoke billowed from the end of the barrel, the three glass bottles broke at about the same time.

"Wow, that's so wonderful, Mr. Paul"

"Hahaha, of course my shooting ability is one of the best in the city" Paul said in a proud tone, twirling the revolver on his index finger.

"Now it's your turn, boy" Paul handed Enzo the revolver in his hands, the boy accepted it and saw every detail of this firearm.

"It's pretty heavy, Mr. Paul"

"Now push or pull the cylinder with your hand to the left, the cylinder will open"

Enzo did what Paul told him to do, the revolver cylinder opened to the left side, three bullets were missing just leaving the casing in the hole.

Enzo then put the bullets one by one into the cylinder hole, it took 8 seconds for him to put all the bullets into the hole.

"Now swing or push the cylinder to the right"

Enzo swung the gun to the right of the 'Klek' cylinder the revolver had returned to its original place.

Paul then pointed at the iron plate hanging about 10 meters from where they were standing.

"That's your target, now hold the handel of the gun between your index finger and your dominant thumb. With your thumb on one side of the handle, keep your middle, ring and pinky fingers securely grasped around the other side just under the trigger guard using your dominant hand, then support the bottom of the handle with a non-dominant hand do not forget to align your two thumbs for good accuracy, after that lift the weapon up to the level of your shoulder"

"Like this?" Enzo asked, he was already in the position of what Paul commanded him, but the position of his right arm was less straight.

"Your right arm straighten" Paul said, straightening Michael's right arm.

"Preserve his position" continued Paul who was nodding back by Michael.

Enzo concentrated on aiming at the hanging iron plate, closing his left eye for easy shooting. After being sure he pulled the trigger.

'Lick'

"Well?"

"You haven't pulled the Hammer boy" Paul explained as he pulled the hammer that was behind the gun.

"Now try to shoot"

'UP!!' the sound of an explosion was heard as Enzo began to pull the trigger, the boy's hand bouncing upward as it held back the Recoil effect of the revolver.

"Your shot misses much, tighter your hand membrane so that the barrel of the gun stays forward and remains stable, try again"

"Alright" Enzo once again focused his consistency on the iron plate, he steadied his grip, and imagined that the gun was part of him. Once convinced, the boy began to pull back the trigger.

'Dor!!, Stop!!, Dor!!, Hold!!' the sound of bullets and iron plates colliding was heard 5 times, all the bullets left in the revolver successfully hit the target.

Paul gawked at the incident, there was no way that the boy who had just first held a firearm could come to this end, no way, whereas in the past when he first learned to shoot he was only able to land 2 bullets from a distance of 10 meters but this boy could 5 times in a row at the same distance. Is this a talent from birth or just a fortune?.

"Wow, that's really really pretty incredible Enzo, try it again, now fill the bullet with this loader"

Paul showed a round-shaped loader, In that tool, 6 rounds of bullets have been arranged neatly in a standing position, with that tool Enzo can insert 6 bullets simultaneously and it only takes 2 seconds. Enzo again concentrated on the iron plate hanging in front of him.

'Dor!!!, clontang!!!, Dor!!, Hold!!' the sound was heard 6 times.

Paul's eyes glared back at that, it was hard for him to believe this.

'No it's not a coincidence, but this boy has a talent from birth, if I continue to train this child, when he grows up he can be the one to be reckoned with' Paul murmured inwardly.

'Prok!! Prok!! Prok!!'

"Unbelievable Enzo, you're so talented, you can hit a ten-meter target by a ratio of one to eleven, to start with you beating my old self" Paul said, applauding.

Paul then took a box of bullets from inside the warehouse and placed them on top of one of the courtyard tables.

"i want to clean up some of the weapons in the barn, try again until you get used to the guns, "After saying that, Paul goes back inside the barn.

- at 09.50 am

'Teeet!!! Teet!!'s!!'

"Hey Enzo there's a guy pressing down on the house bell, look who he might be Fanucci!!" Paul shouted from the warehouse.

"Yes, paul!!!" Enzo put his gun on the table and rushed into the house to the gate.

arriving at the gate he could see a man with an arched mustache wearing a brown suit and an apollo hat of the same color. Enzo then opens the locked Grebang.

"Buon Giorno Enzo" said the man as he lifted his appolo hat.

"Good morning too Mr. Fanucci"

Fanucci is Paul's associate, an Associate, or a person with mafia ties but not part of a family, more simply similar to a mercenary who will get a wage when completing the work given to him.

"Where's Paul?"

"He's in the barn, I'll call him" Reply Enzo who was just nodding back by fanucci. A few minutes later the boy was back with Paul.

"Fanucci have you brought everything I ordered?"

As you can see Paul had tobacco in the red box, cigars in the white box, Gan**the blue dbox and in the wooden box was Rum and Liqueur," Reply to fanucci while pointing at the truck with his thumb.

"Well, let's go, Enzo locks the house" Without asking Enzo immediately to carry out Paul's orders, a few minutes later he returned with a key, the boy then handed it to Paul.

After that they went to the west lower side to sell these items.