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

Lin Chen stepped forward.

Unlike Lei Zhan, he didn't adopt any professional shooting stance.

He stood casually at the shooting position, holding the Type 95 rifle in one hand.

The impeccably tailored, expensive custom-made suit he wore, along with the cold steel gun in his hand, exuding a murderous aura, created a visually striking image.

Elegant, yet dangerous.

Lei Zhan stood to the side with his arms crossed, a cold smile playing on his lips.

98 rings.

This is his peak performance.

He didn't believe that this guy who only knew how to talk could surpass him.

Su Qingge's heart was in her throat, and her palms were covered in cold sweat.

Grandpa Su Dingguo sat back down in his chair, picked up his teacup, and stared into a deep gaze that revealed no emotion.

All eyes were on Lin Chen.

However, Lin Chen's next move stunned everyone.

He did not raise his gun.

They didn't aim correctly either.

He simply stood there quietly, facing the wind, and slowly closed his eyes.

What's going on?

A sudden, uncontrollable uproar erupted within the firing range.

"What...what are you doing? Giving up?"

"How can you shoot a target with your eyes closed? That's way too arrogant!"

"Playing tricks! Trying to attract attention!"

Lei Zhan scoffed, his voice filled with disdain.

Su Qingge hurried forward and whispered:

"Lin Chen! Stop fooling around! Grandpa hates dishonesty the most, this is no joke!"

Lin Chen did not answer her.

The moment he closed his eyes, his world changed.

[God-level hearing ability], extreme loading!

Sight is actively deprived, but hearing is amplified a thousandfold by the system at this moment!

The once noisy shooting range fell silent in Lin Chen's mind, only to be reconstructed by countless subtle sounds.

He heard it.

One hundred meters away, on the track of the moving target, the faint friction sound of the motor gears meshing is the rhythm of the target's movement.

He heard the rustling sound of the wind rubbing against the grass as it passed through the firing range; the wind speed and direction, at that moment, transformed into precise data flowing through his mind.

Northwest wind, correction value 0.03.

He could even hear Su Qingge's rapid heartbeat due to nervousness, Lei Zhan's disdainful snort, and the steady, yet subtle, tapping sound of Grandpa Su Dingguo's fingertips on the cup.

In his mind, the entire firing range was outlined by the trajectories of countless sounds into an absolutely accurate, real-time dynamic 3D holographic map!

The next position of the moving target, the slight influence of the wind on the bullet trajectory—all variables are under control!

Just as everyone was growing increasingly impatient, thinking it was just a clumsy farce.

Lin Chen moved.

He suddenly opened his eyes!

Those dark eyes had no focus, yet they seemed to reflect the entire world!

Raise your gun!

Shoulders to shoulders!

There was no aiming motion whatsoever!

The instant the butt of the rifle pressed against his shoulder, his index finger had already pulled the trigger without hesitation!

"Da da da da da da da da—!"

The gunfire was no longer rhythmic bursts.

Instead, it was a continuous, all-encompassing roar that tore through the air!

A violent tongue of fire spewed from the muzzle of the gun, and ten bullets were unleashed in full-auto mode in just one second!

The scorching hot shell casings flew through the air, forming a golden waterfall, before landing on the concrete ground with a tinkling sound.

The gunfire stopped abruptly.

Lin Chen slowly lowered the muzzle of his gun, a wisp of smoke rising and dissipating in the wind.

He even imitated what he saw in the movies, gently blowing on the hot muzzle of the gun.

Quiet.

The entire firing range was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone was stunned by the violent yet brief burst of fire, their minds blank.

Is that... all there is to it?

Fully automatic firing?

Is he shooting at a moving target, or is he splashing water with a hose?

Lei Zhan's sneer had turned into utter mockery.

He shook his head, seemingly mocking Lin Chen's ignorance.

"I told you, it's all show and no substance!"

"Does he even know how much recoil the Type 95 has in full automatic fire? With that rate of fire, the muzzle would be flying into the sky! Forget about moving targets, you wouldn't even be able to touch the edge of the target paper!"

He could almost picture Lin Chen's humiliating and disgraceful state after missing the target.

Su Dingguo frowned, staring at the target in the distance, and asked in a deep voice into the walkie-talkie:

"What happened? Report the hit! Did you miss every single shot?"

The first sound from the walkie-talkie was a buzzing sound of electricity.

The target reporter didn't respond for a long time, seemingly checking something repeatedly with his binoculars, and even his breathing became heavy.

A good ten seconds or so passed.

A voice, trembling with extreme disbelief, finally rang out from the walkie-talkie!

"Reporting...reporting to the commander!"

The voice was completely distorted due to excessive excitement.

"Ten bullets..."

"All hits to the bullseye!!"

"One hundred rings!!!"

These words exploded with a deafening roar over the firing range!

The entire audience erupted in uproar!

All the guards' eyes nearly popped out of their sockets!

Ten shots per second?

Fully automatic firing?

A moving target? A hundred rings?!

Is this even a human being capable of achieving?!

Lei Zhan's mocking expression froze instantly, and he stood there petrified.

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

However, the target reporter's almost screaming voice came through the walkie-talkie again, completely shattering all his hopes!

"No! It's not just that!"

"Reporting, sir!"

The target reporter's voice was already trembling with sobs, a result of the shock and ecstasy of witnessing a miracle firsthand!

"Ten bullets...all came through the same hole!"

"On the bullseye... there's only one hole on the bullseye!!!"

The wind seemed to stop flowing at that moment.

Lei Zhan's expression went from stiff to blank, and then to utter dejection.

He felt his worldview, along with his pride as a top soldier, was shattered by those words.

"Give it to me!"

With a loud shout, Su Dingguo snatched the high-powered military binoculars from the guard next to him and aimed them intently at the target in the distance.

In the shot.

The exact center of the target paper.

The red center, which was only a few centimeters in diameter, had now become a hollow hole with charred edges and a gleaming surface!

Ten bullets, one after another, precisely shattered the same point!

"Clatter".

Su Dingguo slowly lowered the binoculars.

Those hands, which had weathered mountains of corpses and seas of blood and were long since calm and still, were now trembling slightly.

The way he looked at Lin Chen changed.

That was no longer the way elders scrutinized younger generations.

It was not a test of soldiers by a general.

Rather, it is a kind of pure shock and admiration, where one kind looks at another!

Do not!

This kid's marksmanship has even surpassed the scope of his comprehension!

"Gun God..."

Su Dingguo's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice hoarse, as he uttered two words, one after another.

"The true...gun god!"