Delta: Who are you saying has suffered a loss of strength?

Led by staff, the group from Club 78 arrived at the VIP room.

A dozen or so people from the Dragon Club had already arrived and were scattered in different parts of the room.

The room was spacious and didn't feel crowded at all even with so many people.

Several rows of sofas and chairs were placed against the wall, with a long coffee table in the middle, on which were several bottles of water and a stack of brochures.

There were many people from the Dragon Club this time, and Han Che didn't recognize anyone in this room.

But it seemed that the other party all knew him. As soon as he entered the room, the eyes of the dozen or so people almost simultaneously turned to him, and they began to whisper among themselves.

Han Che could sense the change in atmosphere inside the room in an instant; several people's eyes lit up, as if they had seen an idol.

However, a few people looked disdainful and had unfriendly eyes.

Han Che didn't seem to mind and followed Xiao Bai to an empty seat by the window.

Han Che looked at the one-way glass wall in front of him, through which he could see that an assessment was being conducted inside the adjacent shooting range.

The glass was designed so that he could clearly see the scene inside the firing range, but the other side should not be able to see what was happening in this room.

The firing range has several independent firing positions, each separated by partitions, with numbered signs above displaying the information of the personnel currently being assessed.

Human-shaped targets suddenly appeared from various locations, and the assessment team members immediately opened fire.

Although the targets are fixed, their positions are not fixed, and it is not enough to simply hit each target.

The rules are designed like a game: hitting each spot deducts a different amount of health, and the dummy is only successfully knocked down when its health reaches zero.

Furthermore, those dummies only last for a short time, and they will disappear if the target is not successfully defeated, thus counting as an unsuccessful target takedown.

The duration is shorter for targets closer to the target and longer for targets farther away.

Several members of the Phoenix Cry Club were being assessed, and this member chose an M7 rifle.

Therefore, his targets are mostly at medium range, with occasional close and long range targets.

This member's kill efficiency is a bit lacking. He's okay at close to medium range, but at long range, he can't control his recoil, and the bullets stray too far and he can't shoot them down.

Han Che glanced at it and realized that the modification of this M7 did not meet his expectations. Although it used high-end parts, the overall effect was not ideal.

There were 30 targets in total, but only 16 were successfully hit.

Han Che's gaze swept over the M7, noticing that its accessories were not quite coordinated.

Although high-end accessories are used, the model matching of the foregrip and muzzle brake is not very reasonable.

These accessories significantly increase the speed of operation, but make recoil control more difficult, which is not suitable for target practice.

Based on Han Che's own experience, this combination would only affect shooting stability.

Immediately afterwards, Han Che turned his head to look at the shooting position next to him. Another examinee was also using an M7 rifle, but his accessories were even more extravagant.

In addition to using various extremely expensive accessories, the M7 rifle is equipped with several tactical lights and laser pointers.

That configuration looks like it's been crammed with all the spare parts that were previously too precious to use, straight from the armory.

However, because the other side was a bit far away, Han Che couldn't see his specific results.

However, the two M7s had different configurations, which caught Han Che's attention.

He turned to the staff member serving them and asked, "Do we need to modify the weapons for the assessment ourselves?"

"Sir, you have a good eye," the staff member said, their eyes lighting up. "These specific details were originally meant to be introduced closer to your turn, but since you asked, I'll tell you in advance."

"We provide almost all weapons and modification parts here. You are free to choose and modify them however you like. The final result will be the only one that matters."

Han Che nodded, indicating that he understood what the staff member meant.

The members of Club 78 looked at each other in surprise after hearing what the staff member said, not expecting that they would have to modify the guns themselves.

I'm not afraid of modifying guns, and I do it regularly, but I use cheap parts to save costs. I can't bear to use the few high-end parts that I occasionally get.

"Huh? We need to modify the gun? I've never used those parts before, what should I do?" Mule was a little worried.

"Heh..." A grating chuckle came from the corner behind. "This is hilarious. They can't even modify a gun and they're here for UN training. What a disgrace."

Han Che glanced to the side and saw the person in the corner covering their mouth as if chuckling, but the sound was loud enough for everyone in the room to hear.

The person speaking was sitting in a chair against the wall, with his legs crossed and one hand half-clenched into a fist covering his mouth, as if he was trying to pretend to chuckle.

But the volume and tone of his voice made that snicker sound like an open mockery.

"What did you say?" Mule's face darkened, and he turned to look in the direction of the voice.

The man lowered his hand from his mouth, as if shedding his disguise, his expression turning into naked contempt. "Oops, my voice was a bit loud, sorry," he apologized insincerely. "I meant that you bumpkins who can't even afford the spare parts don't deserve to train here."

Someone next to him reached out and tugged at his arm, seemingly trying to get him to say less.

However, the man not only ignored the advice, but also flung his arm away, knocking the hand that was trying to persuade him away. He then looked at the other members of the Dragon Club and asked, "What? Did I say something wrong?"

Surprisingly, the rest of the Dragon Club members didn't say anything, and everyone's expression seemed somewhat complicated.

Han Che looked at the person who had started the fire. No one from the Dragon Club agreed with him; instead, they all seemed to want to distance themselves from him.

He had seen many ways conflicts arise, and usually, the person who started the trouble would have a few followers.

But the situation with this person in front of us is different. It's as if he jumped onto the stage by himself, while everyone below the stage is backing away.

"This is quite interesting," Han Che thought to himself.

An eerie and awkward silence fell over the room, with the only sound being the firing of targets from the range.

"Damn it, I'm Wang Zheng from the Dragon Club. If you're not happy, then let's have a match! Whoever loses is a coward!" Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Wang Zheng became somewhat embarrassed and angry, and turned around to shout at them.

The mule was initially quite annoyed, but now, seeing the other party's clownish behavior, he was no longer angry.

"Damn it, is that all the guts your club has? You cowards!"

"Call that guy Han Che over, I want to fight him one-on-one!" No one paid him any attention, which made him feel embarrassed and even more annoyed.