Dennis dejectedly lowered his gun.
Black didn't even use the binoculars again; he just walked over.
You hurt it.
He described it in a straightforward manner.
"It will run through the forest wounded, and die painfully hours or even days later due to infection or excessive blood loss. Its flesh will become sour due to the stress response and become inedible."
"Not only did you fail to complete the hunt, you also created a pointless ordeal."
Black turned around and looked at Dennis face was deathly pale.
"Thirty minutes, you can go back now."
Dennis's body completely collapsed. He opened his mouth but couldn't utter a single word. He simply put the rifle back in its place and walked back to the tracked vehicle.
The oppressive atmosphere grew even heavier.
The young man named Eric had a look of disdain on his face, as if he were mocking Dennis's incompetence.
Eric Shaw.
Black called his name.
Eric confidently stepped forward, picking up his rifle with a touch of theatrical nonchalance.
He barely aimed carefully before firing quickly.
Bang!
The bullet hit the edge of the red area precisely.
A very good result.
Eric's lips curled into a smug smile.
Black remained expressionless.
Eric prepared for his second shot, hoping to achieve an even better result, ideally hitting the center of the circle.
Bang!
The bullet struck the target again, again at the edge of the red area, but this time it was a full three inches away from the first bullet.
"The techniques are flashy, but lack depth."
Black's assessment was precise and scathing.
"You only have the bullseye in your eyes, but lack the pursuit of perfection. In the wilderness, this mindset will cause you to miss out on top-tier prey."
Sixty-five points.
Eric pursed his lips; although the score wasn't low, Black's evaluation made him extremely unhappy.
He tossed the gun back onto its rack almost roughly and walked away arrogantly.
" Aruk Kash."
Upon hearing his name, Aruk's body trembled violently.
He walked over almost simultaneously, his fingers cramping as he picked up the rifle.
"Oh My God..."
He groaned in a voice only he could hear.
Su Wei watched his friend's retreating figure; the guy probably just wanted to find a snowdrift and bury himself alive.
Aruk stood at the firing position and took several deep breaths before he could barely stabilize the gun barrel.
Bang!
The bullet whistled out and struck the lower edge of the red area.
It grazed the edge and hit.
Aruk breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like he had been given a second chance at life.
But he could feel Black's emotionless gaze, and the pressure instantly increased.
He closed his eyes and then suddenly opened them again, trying to clear his mind of all distracting thoughts.
Bang!
The second shot.
The bullet struck the edge of the red area again, much further away from where the first shot had hit.
The assessment was passed, but the results were definitely terrible.
Aruk walked back dejectedly, not daring to look at Black or Su Wei the entire time.
Black glanced at the target.
Your heart is unsettled.
"You're not afraid of me, you're afraid of taking responsibility for firing the gun."
Sixty points, passing grade.
Aruk felt as if he had been granted a pardon, but was also extremely frustrated. He shrank back into a corner and remained silent.
Silence returned to the valley.
Black's emotionless voice rang out again.
" Su Wei."
Chapter 72 Two bullet holes? No, examiner, it's art!
" Su Wei."
When Black's indifferent, emotionless voice rang out in the empty snow valley, Su Wei stepped out from the back of the group.
He didn't look at anyone, and walked straight to the.30-06 rifle that Dennis and Eric had used.
Aruk looked at him nervously, his lips moved, but he couldn't utter a single word.
Su Wei picked up the rifle.
The gun feels slightly heavy in the hand, with a cold touch.
He walked to his firing position.
He didn't hesitate like Dennis, nor did he swagger around with his gun like Eric.
He simply raised the gun, braced his shoulder against the stock, steadily supported the handguard with his left hand, and placed his right index finger on the trigger guard.
Every movement was clean and efficient, without a single unnecessary action.
Just as he used the crosshair and the notch to bring the distant deer target into his field of vision, a scene that only he could see appeared.
[ Hunting Module LV1] Activated automatically.
A thin, golden parabola extended from the muzzle of the gun, pointing precisely to the center of the red circle on the deer target 100 meters away.
However, the trajectory ended at the 80-meter mark.
[Passive Effect: Ballistic Trajectory. When firing, the Ballistic Trajectory within 80 meters is automatically displayed.]
Today's test distance was 100 meters, which exceeded the basic range.
But that's enough.
Su Wei could easily calculate the remaining 20 meters of the ballistic trajectory using this information.
What he needed was not a system to help him aim, but to calibrate this unfamiliar rifle for him, correcting for the effects of wind speed and humidity.
His body completely relaxed.
His breathing became long and steady.
The sound of the wind in the valley, the tense breathing of my companions—everything was fading into the distance.
All that remained in the world was that perfect golden trajectory and the trigger he was about to pull.
He pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
The gunshot was crisper than any before.
The bullet whistled out, flying towards its destination along a predetermined trajectory.
On the distant deer target, right in the center of the red circle, a tiny black dot flashed by.
Bullseye.
Su Wei remained motionless in his firing position, seemingly sensing the aftershocks of the weapon.
The valley fell into an ear-piercing silence.
Aruk opened his mouth wide, the word "My God" stuck in his throat, turning into a silent mouth shape.
He saw it.
He was certain he had seen it.