You went on a blind date and presented an A-level wanted criminal as a meeting gift?

Behind the Su family compound is a private tactical shooting range that is not open to the public.

The facilities here are so professional that they rival even the training bases of top special forces.

Several heavily armed guards moved swiftly and quickly set up two brand-new Type 95 assault rifles and plenty of ammunition on the long table.

They stepped aside, their faces showing a hint of anticipation.

Lei Zhan strode forward and grabbed one of the rifles.

His wrist jerked suddenly.

"Splash!"

The crisp sound of a gun bolt rang out.

He skillfully pulled the bolt and checked the gun, each movement full of power and unique rhythm.

"Bang!"

He slammed his rifle down on the long table, his gaze sharp as a knife, aimed directly at Lin Chen.

"The first round is a rifle disassembly and reassembly competition!"

Lei Zhan's voice was loud and clear, full of unquestionable confidence.

This is a basic subject for these special forces soldiers; it's muscle memory that he can complete in twenty seconds with his eyes closed.

However, Lin Chen just yawned lazily, looking like he hadn't woken up yet.

"Too easy, boring."

He waved his hand lazily.

"Come blindfolded."

The words fell.

The entire firing range fell into a deathly silence.

All the guards froze, their eyes wide, as if they had heard something unbelievable.

Blindfolded disassembly and combination of 95 styles?

What a joke!

Those more than one hundred precision parts, if even one is wrong, they can't be put back together!

This is not acrobatics; it is an insult to this gun and to all professional soldiers!

"You're asking for it!"

Lei Zhan's face instantly turned a deep liver color, and veins bulged on his forehead.

This is humiliating!

Naked humiliation!

Su Qingge's heart was in her throat.

She grabbed Lin Chen's sleeve and urgently whispered to dissuade him.

"Lin Chen, don't be impulsive! This is no joke!"

Lin Chen patted her soft hand in return, giving her a reassuring look.

"rest assured."

On the other side, a terrifying glint suddenly shot out from Su Dingguo's cloudy old eyes!

He stared intently at Lin Chen, and for the first time, an intense interest appeared on his usually calm and composed face.

This kid is either an arrogant and ignorant fool, or... he really has extraordinary skills!

"good!"

Su Dingguo made the final decision with a powerful and resonant voice.

"Blindfold them!"

On the long table, the guards completely disassembled the two Type 95 rifles.

More than a hundred parts of various sizes were scattered on the table, gleaming with a cold metallic luster under the light.

Lei Zhan gritted his teeth and shoved away the blindfold that the guard offered him.

"I don't need it! I want to see how you're going to expose your lies!"

He considered it a cheap spectacle, a desecration of military honor, and he disdained to do it.

Lin Chen shrugged indifferently, took a black eye mask, and neatly tied it behind his head.

The world was instantly plunged into deep darkness.

"Ready—Go!"

Su Dingguo personally acted as the referee and gave the order!

Lei Zhan made a move!

His hands moved with lightning speed, precisely grasping each part.

Every movement was textbook-perfect, full of the unique strength and efficiency of soldiers.

However, Lin Chen on the other side was even faster!

[God-level Gun Mastery] is now available!

The moment he put on the blindfold, the jumbled parts instantly transformed in his mind into a complete, precise, and 360-degree rotatable 3D structural diagram!

The position of every part and the angle of every latch are crystal clear!

His fingers moved.

Those hands were no longer human hands.

It was a blurry afterimage!

His fingers seemed to have their own consciousness, instinctively grasping, locking, rotating, and shutting down without even needing to think!

"Click!"

"Click!"

"Click click click—"

A series of rapid, chilling metallic clanging sounds blended together into a fast-paced symphony!

Lei Zhan had just perfectly combined the barrel and receiver and was preparing to install the piston assembly.

A crisp, pleasant "click" sound rang in his ears!

That's the sound of a gun being cocked!

Lei Zhan's movements suddenly froze.

He looked up in horror.

Lin Chen had already ripped off his blindfold and tossed it onto the table. He then slammed the assembled Type 95 rifle onto the table.

"alright."

He said it calmly.

Beside him, the timer in the guard's hand, after the numbers jumped wildly, finally stopped.

8 second 45!

hiss--!

A collective gasp filled the room!

The way all the guards looked at Lin Chen was no longer as if they were looking at a person, but as if they were looking at a complete monster!

The piston rod in Lei Zhan's hand fell onto the table with a "clatter".

He was struck dumb, staring at the glaring number.

My mind is blank.

Fifteen seconds.

His fastest record is fifteen seconds, which is a legend that no one in the entire brigade, or even the entire Falcon Special Operations Brigade, can break!

The man in front of him was blindfolded, yet he only used a little over half the time!

"good!"

Su Dingguo suddenly stood up from his chair, his hawk-like eyes flashing with sharp light, and he roared like a thunderclap from a clear sky!

Lei Zhan's face turned deathly pale. His pride as a king of soldiers was shattered in those short eight seconds!

He doesn't agree!

"Fast assembly doesn't mean accurate shooting!"

He screamed like a drowning man grasping at a straw.

"Many people practice this kind of flashy but useless technique! Let's see who has the better marksmanship!"

Lin Chen picked up the rifle that belonged to Lei Zhan on the table, casually weighed it in his hand, and then threw it back.

"When I was assembling it just now, I felt that the sights on your gun were a bit off, so I calibrated them for you."

A faint smile played at the corners of his lips.

"You're welcome."

puff--!

Lei Zhan felt a sweet taste in his throat and almost spat out a mouthful of blood!

What a humiliation this is!

An amateur actually said that this elite soldier's gun was not calibrated?

Did you even "casually" proofread it for him?

"Second round! Moving target shooting!"

Lei Zhan's eyes were bloodshot, and he practically spat out those words through clenched teeth!

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his surging blood, adjusted his breathing, raised his gun, and aimed.

His entire demeanor instantly became sharp and focused!

At the other end of the range, the moving target began to glide at high speed along an irregular trajectory.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Lei Zhan, positioned in a straight line, decisively opened fire!

The gunshots were rhythmic, and spent cartridge cases kept popping out.

Ten bullets, gone in an instant!

After observing through high-powered binoculars, the target signaler in the distance shouted:

"98 rings!"

The entire group of guards erupted in heartfelt cheers!

98 rings on the moving target!

This is the level of an absolutely top-tier ace marksman in any unit!

Lei Zhan's almost shattered confidence finally regained a sliver.

He lowered his gun, smoke still rising from the muzzle, and looked at Lin Chen with a hint of provocation in his eyes.

How will you compete this time?