Monstrous Ability

After lying prone on the ground, Jiang Yan Hai immediately activated his skill. Those data appeared in his field of vision once more. This time, he was no longer indoors, so much of the data was far more intuitive. Most terrifying of all, once he had a firearm in hand, it was no longer limited to the usual data.

It even included data on the weapon in his hands. For instance, it tracked even the polishing smoothness of the lenses in the Sniper Scope. Although every optical lens was now machine-made, their degree of smoothness after polishing still varied completely.

Even the margin of error from that polishing was factored in. Combined with optical refraction, air humidity, temperature, wind speed, gravity, and everything else he could see at a glance, it was all calculated. When he aimed the scope at the target four hundred meters away, all the data seemed to become instantly clear in his mind.

In the end, all that information converged into a single figure: how much he needed to adjust the scope's mil settings and other values.

Jiang Yan Hai also came to a realization. The adjustment knobs on an optical sight were not even necessary. As long as he became more proficient at applying those data and understood them thoroughly, then so long as he could see the target, he would know how to shoot without needing to adjust mil settings or anything of the sort.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Yan Hai aimed at the four-hundred-meter target and prepared to fire. They were all human-shaped targets, with balloons tied into hollowed-out sections at different points on the body for a more intuitive display. Gong Jian, watching from the side, curled his lips into a faint smile.

He could tell that Jiang Yan Hai truly had never used a Sniper Rifle before. He did not even know how to adjust it. At four hundred meters, perhaps the Type 88 sniper rifle's high precision would allow him to hit the target directly, but at six hundred or eight hundred meters, he would definitely make mistakes.

That was a good thing! Jiang Yan Hai was too outstanding, too proud.

Gong Jian could sense that Jiang Yan Hai was overly confident. Confidence was a good thing, but being this confident all the time might not be. Sometimes, setbacks could make a person humbler and push them to study harder.

That was why Gong Jian's smile was one of gratification. He was waiting for Jiang Yan Hai to make mistakes, so that he could become humbler before the world.

As those thoughts ran through Gong Jian's mind, Jiang Yan Hai beside him pulled the trigger.

Gong Jian hurriedly raised the binoculars hanging from his chest, while Old Hei beside him did the same.

With a low, muffled bang, the balloon on the left calf of the human-shaped target four hundred meters away burst.

After firing one shot, Jiang Yan Hai instantly found the rhythm. The data within his field of vision changed faster, and the results appeared faster as well.

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

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

What Gong Jian had not expected was that Jiang Yan Hai seemed to enter a frenzied state. Bang! Bang! Gunshots rang out in an unbroken stream.

On the four-hundred-meter target within Gong Jian's binocular view, the six balloons on the human-shaped target burst one after another at a terrifying speed along with the gunfire.

Left hand, right hand, chest, head! Five shots in a row! The interval between each shot was not even a second!

What kind of speed was that? Even some veteran marksmen would not dare handle a Sniper Rifle at that pace!

Was that even a Sniper Rifle?! He was using a Sniper Rifle like an Assault Rifle!

As the balloons burst one by one, Gong Jian felt utterly terrible. He had been preparing to comfort Jiang Yan Hai, but now it looked like he was the one who needed comforting! What the hell kind of talent was this?!

Most terrifying of all, after finishing the shots, Jiang Yan Hai changed magazines at a frightening speed. Then he dropped into a half-crouch, raised the Sniper Rifle, and less than a second after putting his eye to the scope, pulled the trigger again.

Gong Jian no longer had time for his chaotic thoughts. He hurriedly raised his binoculars and looked toward the target six hundred meters away.

Bang! Bang! Bang! ...The same rhythm, the same result. Every balloon burst one by one in the same order as on the four-hundred-meter target, leaving Gong Jian mentally dazed. Was this really a recruit?

Even more terrifyingly, he had the illusion that Jiang Yan Hai was shooting even faster this time?!

At that moment, Jiang Yan Hai seemed to have entered a unique state as well. He discovered that the more focused he became, the faster the data changed—and his reactions seemed to grow faster too.

The feeling was too miraculous. Jiang Yan Hai had no time to think about anything else. After finishing the six-hundred-meter target, he changed magazines again. Each target had six balloons, but a magazine only held ten rounds, so he had not chosen to empty it.

Bang! Bang! It was as though the same story were playing out again, and the only thing that never changed was that the rhythm of the gunfire seemed not to have paused at all. Gong Jian's hands were trembling. What kind of monster was this?!

He could fire directly without even adjusting the scope's settings? And shoot with such precision? How was anyone else supposed to live?!

Bang! When the last bullet accurately struck the final balloon on the eight-hundred-meter human-shaped target, Gong Jian went numb for a moment. He did not know what to say. As he lowered his binoculars and prepared to say something, he suddenly noticed that Jiang Yan Hai had not lowered the rifle in his hands. Realizing something, Gong Jian hurriedly raised his binoculars again.

He remembered when He Chen Guang had tested the Sniper Rifle and used the Type 88 sniper rifle to hit the flag twelve hundred meters away.

Those two flags were naturally still standing there, one at twelve hundred meters and the other at fourteen hundred meters.

Back then, He Chen Guang had needed Gong Jian as an assistant, but Jiang Yan Hai clearly had no such intention now. Most terrifying was Jiang Yan Hai's current state.

Gong Jian lifted his binoculars. This time, Jiang Yan Hai did not fire immediately. Gong Jian could not help grumbling inwardly, If you can still shoot like before without even seeming to aim, then you're not human!

What he did not know was that the data in Jiang Yan Hai's vision were changing wildly before quickly settling on a number. Then Jiang Yan Hai's body seemed to act on instinct. Rather than adjusting the scope, he made a slight adjustment to the muzzle with his muscles and pulled the trigger.

With a crisp bang, a little over a second later, the blue flag twelve hundred meters away snapped in response!