Is this still human? (Part 1)

"Wait a moment, the rest of you, start your practice," Old Hei hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Yes!" everyone else had already reached their respective shooting positions. Upon hearing Old Hei's order, they immediately began practicing.

Although the Sharpshooter Fourth Company was the elite company of the Iron Fist Regiment, their bullet allocation for training wasn't unlimited.

Meanwhile, Old Hei had already jogged over to Gong Jian's location to report on Jiang Yan Hai's situation.

While Old Hei was a Sergeant Major, a very impressive rank, enjoying the treatment of the entire regiment and receiving much higher compensation than Gong Jian, he was still a soldier. Therefore, at times, he still had to follow the orders of an officer.

However, if one were to truly compare, Old Hei was far more formidable than Gong Jian. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that some generals or colonels in your military region might have been soldiers trained by these Sergeant Majors or Master Sergeants!

"You're saying he wants to practice with more bullets?" Gong Jian looked at Old Hei with some surprise, then glanced at Jiang Yan Hai, who was conversing with He Chen Guang in the distance.

"Yes," Old Hei nodded immediately.

Gong Jian didn't know what to say for a moment. Don't assume that target practice is all fun and games. For some slacker soldiers in field units, target practice was often something to be avoided if possible.

This was because shooting too many rounds would cause shoulder pain from the recoil, a common experience. Some veteran sharpshooters would definitely have calluses on their shoulders!

And where did those calluses come from? They were earned through sheer grit!

Jiang Yan Hai's shooting talent was already undeniable, and now he was working this hard... Gong Jian gave a wry smile. He had been planning to find ways to temper Jiang Yan Hai's sharp edge, but now... with such diligence, he was almost speechless.

"Give it to him!" Gong Jian said directly. "As long as he wants to play, give him as many bullets as he wants. I don't believe there's an army afraid of wasting bullets on sharpshooters!"

"Yes!" Old Hei nodded immediately.

Over here, Jiang Yan Hai was conversing with He Chen Guang. "Lao Jiang, how did you memorize all that?" He Chen Guang asked with some helplessness.

"I just remembered it like this," Jiang Yan Hai replied, also feeling a bit helpless. Memory was something that truly couldn't be learned.

For example, He Chen Guang's formidable sniping talent was partly due to genetics and also greatly influenced by his family environment. Who his grandfather was, didn't need to be said, right?

"However, overall, these aren't a lot of data. You can ignore some of the minor details and just remember the key ones. Although most sniping operations have assistants, remembering it yourself can still be useful at times," Jiang Yan Hai said with a smile.

"I know. Lao Jiang, you have to tell me any other techniques you have in the future," He Chen Guang chuckled twice.

"No problem, don't worry," Jiang Yan Hai shrugged.

As they spoke, Old Hei walked over and directly said to Jiang Yan Hai, "Jiang Yan Hai, the instructor has approved your request. I've already sent someone to bring the bullets."

"Thank you, Squad Leader!" Jiang Yan Hai was overjoyed. To be able to freely use bullets was a rare privilege. The main reason Jiang Yan Hai made this request was to become more familiar with his passive skill.

From his earlier experience shooting the sniper rifle, Jiang Yan Hai realized that the more he used this passive skill, the faster his shooting speed became, and the quicker its reaction time. As its reaction time increased, it felt like it was integrating into Jiang Yan Hai's instincts.

The moment Jiang Yan Hai wanted to fire, it could tell him exactly where to aim.

Jiang Yan Hai's goal was to completely turn it into his instinct, ideally practicing to the point where he could aim and shoot accurately even if he turned the skill off, just as if it were active.

However, when several soldiers carried over two boxes, Jiang Yan Hai's jaw dropped in astonishment. No way... they could do this?

Others were practicing with a few magazines per person, but Jiang Yan Hai was being brought three boxes of 5.8mm caliber bullets?! Not three magazines, but three boxes!

Jiang Yan Hai instinctively glanced at Gong Jian in the distance. Gong Jian gave him a smiling thumbs-up.

Jiang Yan Hai: "..."

Wait, Instructor, are you getting revenge?

"The bullets have been brought for you, but if you want to do target practice, you'll have to load the magazines yourself," Old Hei said, with a rare smile.

"Yes, Squad Leader!" Jiang Yan Hai immediately agreed. He took his original three Type 95 rifle magazines and began loading the bullets.

Old Hei and the others didn't say anything further, just watched from the side.

It had to be said, the Special Forces Experience Card had given Jiang Yan Hai many insights. For instance, loading magazines was something Jiang Yan Hai was initially a bit clumsy at, but he quickly became exceptionally proficient.

He opened the ammo boxes, took out stacks of bullets wrapped in paper, with every 10 rounds secured by a black clip. He inserted the 10 rounds into the magazine and with a push, the 10 bullets were loaded into the magazine.

In fact, many people called the device attached to the firearm a "clip," but strictly speaking, what was attached to the firearm shouldn't be called a clip, but a magazine.

And the black strip that held the bullets together from the factory could be called a clip, as there were many types of such clips, all developed to facilitate securing, transporting, and quickly loading bullets.

Old Hei watched from the side. When he saw Jiang Yan Hai tap the box after loading a magazine, he couldn't help but nod. Details!

Details determined success. While Jiang Yan Hai and the others had done this before, tapping the box after loading a magazine was something only veteran soldiers remembered to do; many new recruits would forget.

But Jiang Yan Hai was so proficient that Old Hei couldn't find any fault. While such recruits were excellent, it sometimes made the squad leaders feel a sense of loss because they lacked a sense of presence.

The three magazines were loaded very skillfully. Jiang Yan Hai was immediately ready to begin his shooting practice.

"Wait, there are more magazines in that box below," Old Hei said.

"Ah... Thank you, Squad Leader." Jiang Yan Hai blinked in surprise, then happily grabbed the plastic box above and opened the ammo box below.

Indeed, this box contained only magazines, no bullets. It held seven magazines, bringing his total to ten, including his original three.

"Thank you, Squad Leader." Jiang Yan Hai straightened up and gave a crisp military salute before quickly taking out all the magazines, as they were already loaded with bullets.

After installing the magazines, Jiang Yan Hai immediately went to his shooting position. The current target was a 100-meter silhouette target. Unlike the other soldiers who lay prone on the ground to shoot, Jiang Yan Hai half-crouched on the ground and began firing.