Genius!

Gong Jian looked through the scope at the fallen blue flag. In less than a month, two new recruits had managed to hit a 1200-meter target with a Type 88 sniper rifle, which had an effective range of 800 meters. What kind of talent was this?!

Before his thoughts could settle, there was suddenly another "bang." The gunshot startled Gong Jian, snapping him out of his wandering thoughts. As he refocused and saw what was happening in the scope, he was truly stunned.

The red flag at 1400 meters also fell! 1400 meters! What did that even mean?!

For the Type 88 sniper rifle, an 800-meter effective range didn't mean it couldn't shoot beyond that. In reality, the Type 88 could penetrate 3mm of A3 steel plate at 1000 meters.

The term "effective range" simply meant that within this distance, the firearm's accuracy and the bullet's trajectory were at their best and most precise.

Beyond this distance, the bullet's trajectory became difficult to track. It didn't mean it was impossible to control beyond the effective range, but it required a shooter with terrifying experience!

What did 1400 meters mean? It was almost double the effective range. At that distance, the bullet spread for the Type 88 would be extremely wide!

How much shooting talent would it take to achieve this?

In reality, the surroundings had fallen silent. When Jiang Yan Hai lowered his rifle, everyone in the entire Fourth Company was utterly shocked. This was too damn scary!

The Sharpshooter Fourth Company, as the name suggested, consisted of the cream of the crop. The company had the most elite marksmen in the entire battalion.

Precisely because they were all elite marksmen, they understood just how difficult what Jiang Yan Hai had accomplished was! Or, to put it another way, how monstrously abnormal it was!

Even more terrifying was that this guy was a rookie! Honestly, all the veteran soldiers in the Fourth Company felt like they'd been hit by a truck.

First, there was He Chen Guang, and now another one appeared. And they heard there was another one in the Sixth Company. Were these new recruits so powerful that they wouldn't let the veterans live?

"No, Jiang Yan Hai, how did you do that? I saw you didn't even adjust the sniper scope's parameters," Gong Jian really didn't want to ask He Chen Guang this question. Every time he asked, he wanted to hit someone.

But he still asked it. The main reason was that his inner shock was genuinely hard to conceal. You're not leaving any room for anyone else to live.

This gap is too exaggerated!

"It's very simple..." Hearing Gong Jian's question, Jiang Yan Hai subconsciously uttered those four words again. After saying them, he couldn't help but pause. Was it a bit too arrogant?

Gong Jian: "..."

Why was it simple? But he decided not to ask further, otherwise, this guy would get even more arrogant.

Seeing Gong Jian's slightly resentful gaze, Jiang Yan Hai paused before speaking.

"Uh... actually, I memorized the sniper parameter tables. These aren't exactly secrets on the internet. You just need to remember the corresponding mil-dots for different distances, wind speeds, humidity, and temperatures. Then, using professional tools to measure humidity, temperature, and wind speed, you test it out in the field and remember that feeling."

"Once all of that is imprinted in your mind, when aiming, I can immediately match the parameters that can be applied to the relevant data. This way, even though I still can't adjust the mil-dots and other parameters on the sniper scope, it's fine. Just leave enough margin."

"In fact, next, I plan to find some tools to quantify the error caused by barrel rifling wear and bullet flight, and also reference the optical deflection of the sniper scope to form a systematic dataset. Theoretically, as long as the bullet is within its effective range, fixed targets can be hit accurately."

"As for moving targets, it's actually quite simple. Just calculate their movement speed and incorporate it. It shouldn't be too difficult."

Jiang Yan Hai said earnestly.

Gong Jian: "..."

Old Hei: "..."

He Chen Guang: "..."

Other soldiers of the Fourth Company: "..."

Why is it that we understand every word you say, but after you finish speaking... we don't understand anything anymore?

We all know the sniping tactics and parameter tables, so why... do we suddenly not understand?

Gong Jian was completely speechless. Was this the difference between a genius and an ordinary person? Listening to him, it felt like something humans couldn't possibly do.

But he had achieved it right before their eyes. There was nothing else to do but admire him.

What Jiang Yan Hai said was the truth, and it was also the core principle of the Newton's Coffin Board skill.

Moreover, Jiang Yan Hai was already certain that he would display many more formidable abilities in the future. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he wanted to showcase his differences step by step. This way, it would be easier for them to accept him.

Otherwise, if everything piled up at once, no one could accept it.

Right now, he needed to establish a persona for himself: that he was a genius! Geniuses were always different from ordinary people. Over time, they would stop caring, or they would become numb to it.

"Alright, this is probably your method, and we probably can't learn it." Gong Jian wanted to say something, but in the end, he said nothing.

"Next, each squad will lead their team in shooting training. Old Hei, Jiang Yan Hai will be a sniper in your squad from now on!" Gong Jian announced loudly and decisively.

"Yes!" The squad leaders of each squad immediately responded loudly.

"Yes!" Old Hei also responded directly. Although they already had He Chen Guang in their squad, you could never have too much talent.

The squads quickly dispersed to the shooting range for training. Gong Jian didn't participate, only watching from a distance. Old Hei, however, took Jiang Yan Hai and He Chen Guang aside and said directly, "We'll start training now. Jiang Yan Hai, your sniper rifle will be issued to you later."

"Yes! Report, can I request to practice with the Type 95 first? I want to fire more rounds," Jiang Yan Hai paused, then said.

"Fire more rounds?" Old Hei was taken aback.

"Yes, Squad Leader. I want to familiarize myself and record the bullet spread of the Type 95. It might require quite a few rounds," Jiang Yan Hai said truthfully.

Of course, his idea was simple. If he didn't seize this opportunity to gain some advantages and practice his marksmanship more, even with the monstrous Newton's Coffin Board skill, practice makes perfect. Jiang Yan Hai understood the principle that good shooters were made by expending ammunition.