Monstrous Ability

After lying on the ground, Jiang Yan Hai immediately activated his skill. Data reappeared in his vision. This time, he wasn't in a room, and the data was much more intuitive. The most terrifying part was that when he found himself holding a firearm, it wasn't just traditional data anymore.

It included data on the firearm in his hand, such as the polishing degree of the sniper scope's lenses. It was important to know that although each optical lens was mechanical, the smoothness of their polishing varied greatly.

Even this polishing error was calculated, along with optical deflection, air humidity, temperature, wind speed, gravity, and more, all taken into account as he looked up. When he aimed the scope at a target 400 meters away, all the data seemed to become instantly clear.

Finally, all this data converged into a single piece of information: how much the scope's mil-dot adjustments needed to be changed.

Jiang Yan Hai even had a realization: the adjustment buttons on the optical scope weren't even necessary. As long as he became more proficient and familiar with applying this data, as long as he could see it, he wouldn't need to adjust the mil-dots or anything else; he would know how to shoot.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Yan Hai aimed at the 400-meter target and prepared to shoot. The targets were human silhouettes with balloons attached in hollowed-out areas of different body parts, making it more intuitive. Gong Jian, watching from the side, curved his lips into a slight smile.

He could tell that Jiang Yan Hai had never used a sniper rifle before, and he probably didn't even know how to adjust a rifle. Perhaps at 400 meters, with the high accuracy of the Type 88 sniper rifle, he could hit the target directly. But at 600 and 800 meters, he would definitely make a mistake.

This was a good thing! Because Jiang Yan Hai was too excellent, too proud.

Gong Jian could feel that Jiang Yan Hai was too confident. Confidence was a good thing, but if it continued like this, it might not be. Sometimes, setbacks could make people more humble and drive them to learn harder.

So, Gong Jian's smile was one of relief, waiting for Jiang Yan Hai to make a mistake so that he could become more humble towards the world.

As these thoughts crossed Gong Jian's mind, Jiang Yan Hai next to him pulled the trigger.

Gong Jian quickly picked up the binoculars from his chest, and Old Hei next to him also picked up his binoculars.

With a "bang," accompanied by a low and muffled gunshot, the balloon on the left calf of the human silhouette target 400 meters away burst.

After firing the first shot, Jiang Yan Hai instantly found his rhythm. The data within his field of vision changed more rapidly, and the results of the data appeared more quickly.

Just as Gong Jian thought Jiang Yan Hai had missed and was about to console him, Jiang Yan Hai suddenly pulled the trigger again.

"Bang!" The second shot rang out, and this time, the balloon on the right calf was the one that exploded.

What surprised Gong Jian even more was that Jiang Yan Hai seemed to enter a frenzied state. "Bang! Bang!" continuous gunshots echoed.

Within Gong Jian's binoculars, the six balloons on the human silhouette target at 400 meters exploded at a terrifying speed, accompanied by the gunshots.

Left hand, right hand, chest, head! Five shots in a row! The interval between each shot was less than a second!

What kind of speed was this? Even some veteran shooters wouldn't dare to play with a sniper rifle at this speed!

Was this a sniper rifle?! You're treating a sniper rifle like an assault rifle!

As these balloons were popped one by one, Gong Jian was completely taken aback. He had been preparing to console Jiang Yan Hai, but now it seemed he was the one who needed comforting! What kind of talent was this?!

The most terrifying part was that after finishing shooting, Jiang Yan Hai changed the magazine at a terrifying speed, then half-crouched on the ground, raising the sniper rifle. Less than a second after his eye touched the scope, he pulled the trigger again.

Gong Jian, unable to deal with the chaotic thoughts in his mind, quickly raised his binoculars to look at the 600-meter target.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"... The same rhythm, the same result. All the balloons were popped in the same order as the 400-meter target, making Gong Jian's mind feel a bit hazy. Was this a recruit?

Even more frightening was the illusion that the shooting speed seemed even faster this time?!

At this moment, Jiang Yan Hai also entered a unique state. He discovered that the more focused his mind became, the faster the data changed, and the faster his reaction seemed to become.

This feeling was too magical. Jiang Yan Hai didn't have time to think about it. After finishing shooting at 600 meters, Jiang Yan Hai immediately changed the magazine again. Since each target had 6 balloons and a magazine only held 10 rounds, he didn't choose to empty the magazine.

"Bang! Bang!" It was as if the story was replaying, and the only constant was that the rhythm of the shooting never seemed to stop. Gong Jian's hands were trembling. What kind of monstrous talents were these!

He could shoot directly without even adjusting the data on the sniper scope? And shoot so accurately? Was there any hope for others?!

"Bang!" When the last bullet accurately hit the last balloon on the 800-meter human silhouette target, Gong Jian became somewhat numb. He didn't know what to say. Gong Jian, who had put down his binoculars to say something, suddenly realized that Jiang Yan Hai hadn't put down his rifle. Suddenly thinking of something, Gong Jian quickly raised his binoculars again.

He remembered when He Chen Guang was experimenting with a sniper rifle, hitting the 1200-meter flag with the Type 88 sniper rifle.

At this moment, those two flags were still standing there, one at 1200 meters and the other at 1400 meters.

Back then, He Chen Guang had needed him as an assistant, but Jiang Yan Hai clearly had no such intention now. The most terrifying thing was Jiang Yan Hai's current state.

Gong Jian raised his binoculars. This time, Jiang Yan Hai didn't shoot immediately. Gong Jian couldn't help but mutter in his heart, "If you can still shoot like you just did, as if you weren't even aiming, then you're not human!"

However, he didn't know that the data in Jiang Yan Hai's vision was changing wildly at this moment, then quickly settled on a number. Jiang Yan Hai's body seemed to have formed a reflex. Instead of adjusting the sniper scope, he slightly adjusted the muzzle with his muscles and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!" A crisp gunshot. About a second later, the blue flag at 1200 meters in the distance snapped!