Isn't This a Loss?

"Old Jiang, that was badass." He Chen Guang immediately gave Jiang Yan Hai a thumbs-up.

"No, Old Jiang, could you teach me that technique sometime?" Wang Yan Bing leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"Regular sniping is fine, but I doubt you can learn this." Before Jiang Yan Hai could speak, He Chen Guang couldn't help but cut in.

The main thing was that those two were probably born to be rivals. They both got along well with everyone else, but whenever they saw each other, they couldn't resist throwing out a few jabs.

"Why? Who says I can't learn it?" Wang Yan Bing immediately took offense.

"You've learned standard sniper tactics, right?"

He Chen Guang chuckled instead of answering directly, tossing the question back at him.

"Of course I have. Let me tell you, even though I haven't studied as long as you, I'm no worse than you now. Don't think you're better just because you had the chance to learn this stuff earlier." Defiance was clear in Wang Yan Bing's eyes.

"Then tell me—when that drone dived just now, there were only seven or eight seconds from start to finish. In that short time, could your brain calculate wind speed, temperature, humidity, relative velocity, lead distance, and everything else?"

"(⊙o⊙)..." Wang Yan Bing fell silent. Thinking it over carefully, there really was nothing wrong with that. He definitely couldn't calculate all of it.

Especially judging that kind of lead—it was far too difficult. The more Wang Yan Bing thought about it, the more impossible it seemed.

He Chen Guang wasn't looking down on Wang Yan Bing. Hadn't he himself said he wasn't even going to try learning it?

Because he knew his own limits. He couldn't learn it.

Only a freakish brain like Jiang Yan Hai's could complete such terrifying calculations in such a short time.

"Alright, let's catch up. Opportunities like that are too rare, and it doesn't really have much practical combat value. No sniper would court death like that in real combat. If you missed, a missile would be waiting for you." Jiang Yan Hai smiled and interrupted them.

Jiang Yan Hai really could handle that amount of calculation himself. Even without the Auxiliary System, his own brain could complete such terrifying computations in an extremely short time.

After all, mathematics had been his major before, and he was exceptionally sensitive to numbers.

"Come on, catch up." He Chen Guang called out, and the three of them immediately packed up and hurried after the unit.

Wang Yan Bing wanted to argue, but in the end he held it back. Thinking about it, what He Chen Guang had said made sense. Their brains really couldn't keep up with calculations that terrifying.

It wasn't impossible to learn, though. Practice—insane amounts of practice. After firing hundreds of thousands of rounds, once his brain had developed an instinctive sense of distance, it might be possible.

But the gap between the two... was simply too huge.

As he ran, watching Jiang Yan Hai ahead of him, Wang Yan Bing suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

This guy was too strong!

Honestly, Wang Yan Bing had always been competitive growing up. He had never truly accepted anyone as superior to him. But that figure ahead of him was someone he genuinely admired from the bottom of his heart.

There was no helping it. He was just too strong!

Strong enough to seem inhuman!

Forget his talent. Just his education alone—graduating from Peking University at eighteen, with three degrees... was that something an ordinary person could do?

Wang Yan Bing thought about his own grades... forget it. The more he thought about it, the worse he felt, though that was related to the fact that he hadn't studied properly.

Still, he figured that even if he had studied hard, getting into an ordinary undergraduate university would already have been an achievement.

Even an idiot could see the gulf between them.

And after joining the army, all the things the other man had done... talking about them brought tears to his eyes.

The problem was, if the other man had merely relied on that powerful brain to be such a freak, that would have been one thing.

After all, that was what his parents gave him. No one could change that.

But the guy's Physical Fitness was freakishly abnormal too! That had nothing to do with his brain!

And they had all seen Jiang Yan Hai's daily training... the workload was terrifying. He didn't just complete the army's regular training—he often added extra training on his own. And when he trained extra, he trained like his life didn't matter.

Several times, even the Fourth Company political instructor couldn't bear to watch anymore and forcibly took Jiang Yan Hai to the military district hospital for a full examination, because that training load was beyond what a normal person could endure.

Yet the examination results were not only normal—Jiang Yan Hai's body was healthy. Extremely healthy.

After that, although the Fourth Company political instructor still watched with trepidation, he no longer demanded that Jiang Yan Hai reduce his training.

That wasn't talent anymore. It also had to do with Jiang Yan Hai's terrifying willpower.

When someone had more monstrous talent than you and stronger willpower than you, how could you not admire them?

Running at the front, Jiang Yan Hai had no idea that so many thoughts had passed through Wang Yan Bing's mind. At that moment, he couldn't help clicking his tongue inwardly. What a loss.

Because their mission in this exercise was to "eliminate" one hundred enemies, but shooting down that drone didn't count as a kill!

Wasn't that a loss?!

He still had ninety-nine targets left!

After rescuing Master Kang, Sharpshooter Fourth Company naturally returned to its assigned position. Sharpshooter Fourth Company was also a mechanized infantry company, so naturally it had tanks as well. It was a reinforced company with four platoons in total: one tank platoon, while the rest were mechanized infantry platoons, along with command and other related units.

As a mechanized infantry company, it differed from an armored company. An armored company would have three tank platoons directly under it.

Master Kang had his own command post, while Sharpshooter Fourth Company had its own mission. About a day later, Fourth Company received a new order: seize Hill 291.

To be honest, Jiang Yan Hai really wanted to tell Gong Jian that the enemy's Special Forces would still come for Master Kang. But after thinking it over, he had no way to explain how he knew that from any other angle.

In the end, he let it go. Even though he knew the plot well, after several months in the army, Jiang Yan Hai had realized that only the broad outline was somewhat similar. Overall, there were still many differences.

For example, the drone today had been sniped down by Jiang Yan Hai, not brought down by the slingshot He Chen Guang and Wang Yan Bing had somehow made from a tree.

Although there was no way to tell them about Master Kang, Jiang Yan Hai could still give Gong Jian and the others some advance warning.

After Master Kang was captured, the Iron Fist Regiment headquarters would be taken out, and their communications would be directly cut off by the Blue Army. Many of the orders sent to them would be false, all to allow the Blue Army to wipe out the Iron Fist Regiment in one stroke.

Jiang Yan Hai thought over what was about to happen. No matter what, he should enjoy this exercise.

It was the perfect chance to fully integrate everything he had learned, along with everything left behind after he had used the Special Forces Experience Card.

The battlefield was the best place to test a soldier. This fully simulated battlefield environment could likewise test the things Jiang Yan Hai had learned.

He was already prepared. Once Fourth Company withdrew from Hill 291, Jiang Yan Hai would immediately activate the Special Forces Experience Card and thoroughly integrate all the skills special forces soldiers possessed!

Just like that, night came quickly. Jiang Yan Hai took a deep breath. While the Blue Army had yet to launch its attack, he took the time to greet He Chen Guang beside him, then prepared to head to company headquarters.