The Natural King of Firearms

However, when this group of people came out of the cafeteria and faced those who were striding past from the perimeter, returning to their rooms, they also stopped. The fact that those people didn't eat in the cafeteria but went back to eat the assistants' meals already indicated that they were the ones who had passed the assessment!

Passing the assessment meant they were reserve members of Qianlong. As long as their points met the standard, they would become the real Gold Medal Qianlong members that everyone dreamed of.

"Hey, bro!" Lin Xiaosu patted the shoulder of the timid young man eating beside him.

The young man looked up and smiled slightly at him in response.

"What's your name?"

"Zhou Zhen. And you?" the young man said.

"Lin Xiaosu," Lin Xiaosu replied. "What are you good at?"

Zhou Zhen said, "My coming here might be an accident. I... I just like tinkering with computer viruses."

"Hacker?"

"No, the big brother who brought me said I can't call myself a hacker anymore. I should be called a Red Hacker."

"When did you arrive?"

"Just now! Xiaosu, what about you?"

"I just arrived too... You chose the Intelligence and Strategy Zone, right?"

"Yes, the 'Network Control' sub-zone within the Intelligence and Strategy Zone. Which zone did you choose?"

It was an ordinary question, but Lin Xiaosu hesitated. After a long pause, he said, "Firearms, I guess."

After the meal, it was training time. Lin Xiaosu and Zhou Zhen parted ways at the entrance of the training area. Zhou Zhen went to the Intelligence and Strategy Zone, while he entered the Firearms Zone.

Further up the mountain peak, in a small courtyard resembling a Jiangnan water town, a woman sat on a swing set. With a gentle push of her toes, the swing flew up, and she appeared extremely relaxed.

She was Chang Ye.

But at this moment, Chang Ye was completely different from the Chang Ye Lin Xiaosu had seen.

Her facial features hadn't changed, but her skin was three shades fairer than in the outside world because she had removed her simulated protective skin. With this removal, her skin was like that of an infant, never having seen the sun.

Her hair was no longer neatly in place but was flying high.

She also seemed to have cast off her shackles, displaying a lighthearted and unrestrained demeanor, like an ethereal fairy floating in the air.

Opposite her sat a petite beauty whose eyes were extremely lively. Her small mouth was very busy, eating grapes. The speed at which the grapes on the table disappeared was simply unbelievable. In a short period, with the rapid movement of her mouth, the grapes were visibly peeled, pushed forward, scattered here and there, until only one remained.

The petite beauty spoke, "Sister Chang Ye, can you really not research a cure for your own poison?"

"I have some leads, but I haven't succeeded yet."

"You need to put in more effort. Really, you're fully ripe now. You need to make arrangements for your future man, otherwise, won't all this boundless charm go to waste?"

"Xinyue, oh Xinyue, can't you think about normal things at such a young age?" Chang Ye sighed softly.

"I'm always thinking about normal things. I'm always wondering which deity I offended, why my reserve points always get knocked down whenever they approach the threshold of a thousand?"

"Cough..." A hint of distress appeared on Chang Ye's face...

Suddenly, her eyes fixed on a certain direction.

Xinyue's gaze followed hers.

In the void before them, a projection appeared.

It was a handsome guy, walking with the swagger of a patron towards a test zone. The two large characters on the test zone read: Zone B.

"Zone B! The Firearms Zone!" Xinyue exclaimed. "Didn't you say this guy you brought back is a criminal investigation genius? Why didn't he enter the fourth sub-zone of the Intelligence and Strategy Zone? He actually entered the Firearms Zone?"

"This guy... this guy is very peculiar. Sometimes he seems very smart, but other times he gets confused. It's fine. He'll wander around inside for a bit and quickly realize what it means to be in the wrong field. When he hits a wall, won't he turn back?"

Lin Xiaosu entered the Firearms Zone.

He swiped his card across the door, and his personal information appeared on the large screen, along with the basic rules of the Firearms Zone.

The Firearms Zone was a broad category, encompassing all sorts of firearms and various equipment. Whether it was firearms or equipment, they were all displayed there. You could use them at any time, and the instruction manuals were also displayed nearby.

Lin Xiaosu walked along the shelves in front of him, experiencing sights that were impossible to experience in the outside world.

Dragon Dagger, seven inches and eight fen long, made of tungsten, capable of piercing, hooking, and slashing. The dagger body could withstand a weight of two hundred jin...

Dragon Rope, eighteen meters long, capable of withstanding a weight of five hundred jin...

Hairpin, with a range of fifty meters, a secret agent's weapon...

Dragon Blade, three feet long, for special operations use...

Reverse Shield, for female use, with Hairpins hidden inside, a secret agent's weapon...

Lin Xiaosu looked at the various types of equipment, his thoughts completely derailed. Damn, what kind of place did I just walk into? It's one thing that teacups, plates, briefcases, and umbrellas can become killing weapons, but even bras and hairpins can become killing weapons. Aren't you afraid people will have psychological trauma and be on edge even during dates? Can't people just enjoy life happily?

Lin Xiaosu didn't touch any of the cold weapons.

Ahead were the regular firearms.

All kinds of guns were available.

Submachine guns, machine guns, rocket launchers, all models were present, and even miniature missiles.

Of course, they were all loaded with training rounds...

Lin Xiaosu picked up a small handgun. It was only about eight inches long, similar in size to a larger mobile phone. He mused that if he were actually on a mission outdoors, he would probably only choose a gun of this size.

Then, holding the gun, he pushed open a door beside him.

On the other side of the door was a massive platform with walls on all four sides.

But the moment Lin Xiaosu entered, the lights inside turned on, and the platform space transformed into an open field as if by magic.

He knew this wasn't magic; it was modern holographic projection technology.

The gun in his hand wasn't a real gun either; it was more like a game controller.

He was essentially playing a game, but this game was highly realistic. In the game, if he could hit a target, he could also hit a target in this real environment by switching the gun in his hand for a real one.

Therefore, this was training.

A target appeared in front of him, about a hundred meters away.

"He chose the G2 Pistol. The gun is short and highly concealable, but its drawback is that accuracy is difficult to control. How many shots do you think it will take him to hit the target?" Chang Ye lightly tapped the ground with her toe.

On the projection in front of her, the full scene Lin Xiaosu was facing appeared.

Xinyue smiled, "This guy who's wasted his education, it's good enough if he can even see the target, and you expect him to hit it?"

"You're wrong about that. You can say his skills are bad, but don't you dare say his eyesight is bad. I bet he'll hit the target within three shots!"

Click!

Lin Xiaosu pulled the trigger. The first bullet missed the target by at least ten meters.

This was the disadvantage of a handgun.

Handguns are short, and their accuracy is actually very difficult to control. In modern society, stopping crime by hitting a criminal at fifty meters is already considered sharpshooting. A hundred meters is purely relying on chance.

"See, I told you! This is what you call the wrong specialization!" Xinyue exclaimed happily, pulling out a bag of sunflower seeds from somewhere and starting to crack them...

The second shot was fired. Xinyue was stunned, "Holy crap, it hit the target! A blind cat catching a dead mouse, huh?"

The third shot, the electronic screen displayed: 8 rings!

The fourth shot, 9 rings!

The fifth shot, 10 rings!

The sixth shot, 10.5 rings!

Lin Xiaosu spun the gun on his fingertip, increasing the difficulty for himself. He raised his hand, and the seventh shot, 10.5 rings!

Chang Ye sprang up, her eyes shining brightly.

Xinyue let out a strange cry, "What the hell, he's that good? Has he practiced before?"

"According to the data, he really hasn't practiced! And his 10.5 rings were achieved by gradually improving from missing the target. He clearly wasn't familiar with the gun in his hand at first, but in just 7 shots, he's become incredibly proficient. Pay attention to his movements."

Lin Xiaosu suddenly spun around, completing a 360-degree turn, and raised his hand to shoot!

From raising his hand to firing the bullet, there was no hesitation whatsoever. Yet, the electronic screen displayed, 10.6 rings!

Xinyue said, "This is unbelievable. It took me three months of practice to achieve a score of over a hundred rings in ten shots, reaching a realm that 'Qianlong' had never seen before... well, very few people had achieved it. And this kid did it in an instant! You still dare to say he hasn't practiced?"

Chang Ye's gaze flickered, "So-called shooting involves three things: eyesight, hand-eye coordination and stability, and the comprehension to adjust parameters. I absolutely don't doubt his eyesight, and his comprehension seems to be outstanding. Now it all depends on his stability. If every subsequent shot is above 10 rings, he will be the second Sharpshooter God after 066!"

Lin Xiaosu fired ten consecutive shots, each hitting 10.8 rings.

After ten shots, another ten shots followed, hitting 10.9 rings!

The highest standard!

For the next 50 shots, every single one was 10.9 rings.

Chang Ye and Xinyue's mouths hung open.

They were stunned by his stability.

Next, Lin Xiaosu actually started to play around. He spun around, took a few steps on the ground, drew his gun while running, and even leaned back sharply before shooting. His movements completely defied the norms of a shooting range. Normally, to maintain a good score, one needs to remain relatively still, fearing that even a tiny positional error might cause them to lose the optimal shooting angle. But he, like a monkey, was flailing around, yet every shot he fired was a flawless 10.9 rings.

This stability was unprecedented.

One hundred shots!

Two hundred shots!

Three hundred shots!

Five hundred shots!

With a bang, a large flower appeared on the electronic screen, and a bullet, like a stream of light, pierced through the screen. It was incredibly impressive and shocking.

Xinyue and Chang Ye exclaimed in unison, "He triggered the Sharpshooter Line..."

Hitting ten rings or more for 500 consecutive shots triggered the Sharpshooter Line, which represented a direct clearance of the fixed target and the birth of the best score on the firearms training range.