The hospital is too busy, so I'm going to join the army and become a top soldier!

However, Chen Gang quickly regained his composure.

Disassembling and assembling firearms mainly relies on understanding their structure, memorization skills, and precise manual dexterity.

Shen Yan is a medical student at Fudan University; he's very intelligent!

Learning to disassemble and assemble firearms quickly is not unacceptable!

Moreover, disassembling and assembling firearms is just the beginning.

It's completely different from real live-fire shooting!

Holding the gun, aiming, breathing, and firing control during live-fire shooting are all the same thing!

The sound of gunfire, recoil, and psychological impact of live ammunition are another matter entirely!

Shen Yan's understanding of firearms' structure doesn't mean he can shoot accurately!

With that in mind, Chen Gang handed the Type 95 back to Shen Yan.

"You've passed the gun design hurdle!"

"Next, we'll practice prone shooting, aiming, and dry-firing practice."

"Your movements are fine. Here are five more bullets for you to practice shooting!"

"yes!"

Shen Yan arrived at the shooting practice area, lay down as Chen Gang instructed, and spread his body out.

The butt of the rifle is placed against the shoulder socket, close to the cheek, and then aimed.

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When the line of sight first fell on the target ring 100 meters away through the aiming device.

The capabilities that the system had previously gained through feedback finally have a real embodiment.

[Live-fire testing of the Type 95 assault rifle begins!]

[Armor stabilization capability activated!]

[Aiming, breathing, and firing coordination are now activated!]

Trigger preload and precision firing control are now activated!

[Current shooting exercise: 100-meter stationary target!]

Shen Yan slowly adjusted his breathing.

The rifle, which had initially seemed somewhat unfamiliar, quickly developed a stable and harmonious feel with my body.

The position of the buttstock against the shoulder, the force exerted on the body, the eye level, and the trigger preload all begin to adjust naturally.

Chen Gang stood behind, the ease on his face gradually disappearing.

Shen Yan's first prone stance with a gun was flawless, with no obvious errors.

They even developed that special feeling that only veterans develop after long-term training!

"The muzzle is slightly to the left!"

Chen Gang tried to remind him.

Shen Yan immediately completed the minor adjustments.

"Don't hunch your shoulders too tightly, relax your body."

Shen Yan adjusted the pressure on his shoulders.

"Don't hold your breath for too long; fire during the most stable interval."

Shen Yan did not answer.

His attention was already focused on the target relationship.

After several practice runs with no gun, the gun remained very stable.

Chen Gang squatted down and looked at it for a long time, but finally found that he couldn't find any obvious faults.

He was silent for a moment, then stood up.

"Give him five bullets and let him try!"

When the veterans heard that Shen Yan was about to start shooting, they gathered around to watch the excitement!

While blindfolded disassembly and assembly is indeed outrageous, being good at disassembly and assembly and being good at shooting are two different things!

In particular, the veteran who volunteered to do an extra five kilometers of training was very interested in Shen Yan's shooting!

"It's the first live-fire exercise, so there's no need to focus on the score."

"It would be good if all of them hit the target."

Shen Yan did not respond.

After the bullets were distributed, a safety check was conducted again on site.

Chen Gang gave a final reminder:

"Don't rush. Take the first shot to get used to the sound and recoil. Follow the movements you just practiced."

"clear."

Shen Yan lay down again.

The rifle rested steadily on my shoulder, and through the aiming device, the bullseye a hundred meters away gradually became clear.

The surroundings quieted down.

Everyone wanted to see how this recruit, who could disassemble and reassemble a gun blindfolded on his first try, would perform in his first live-fire exercise.

Shen Yan inhaled slowly and exhaled steadily.

Once the aiming is stable, the trigger begins to be pre-pressed.

boom!

The first shot rang out across the shooting range.

The recoil travels along the buttstock to the shoulder, causing the gun to jump upwards.

Shen Yan's body did not sway noticeably.

The system's ability to stabilize the gun and provide precise firing control allowed him to quickly adapt to live-fire feedback.

The target reporter quickly raised the signal.

"Ten rings!"

The surrounding veterans were somewhat surprised.

"A bullseye on the first shot?"

"This guy's lucky!"

It's quite rare to hit the bullseye on the very first shot in a live-fire exercise.

But one bullet doesn't prove anything.

It's not entirely impossible for a new recruit to occasionally get lucky and hit the bullseye.

Chen Gang didn't speak, but just stared at Shen Yan's movements.

After the first shot, Shen Yan did not look up, nor did he show any emotional fluctuation from hitting the bullseye.

He simply adjusted his shoulder and body weight distribution based on the recoil from earlier.

The gun barrel was returned to its original position.

Aim.

Preload trigger!

boom!

The second bullet followed immediately.

"Ten rings!"

The surrounding chatter subsided somewhat.

With two consecutive shots hitting the bullseye, luck wasn't such a big factor anymore.

Before anyone could react, Shen Yan had already aimed again.

His breathing remained steady, and his finger did not rush to pull the trigger.

The third shot rang out the instant the aim was steady.

boom!

"Ten rings!"

This time, the surroundings were completely quiet.

Chen Gang was completely stunned!

Three bullets, and he scored thirty rings?

Moreover, Shen Yan's rate of continuous firing was even faster than that of the veterans next to him!

The smile on the face of the veteran who had previously volunteered to do an extra five kilometers of training had completely disappeared.

"no……"

"Shouldn't he take a closer look?"

Someone nearby remarked quietly, "Three shots, thirty points. You think he missed?"

The voice just fell.

boom!

The fourth shot was fired.

"Ten rings!"

Forty rings!

Shen Yan still did not look up.

The gunshots, the recoil, and the live ammunition did not disrupt his movements.

The gun barrel jumped up and then quickly fell back down, and my line of sight returned to the aiming point!

The process was so smooth that it seemed to have been repeated countless times.

The old squad leader, who had been standing behind the crowd with his arms crossed, lowered his arms and looked at Shen Yan seriously.

He also just scored 50 points.

However, to ensure accuracy, he allowed enough adjustment time between each shot.

Shen Yan was much faster than him.

This is no longer just a matter of accuracy.

This kid's adaptation speed to the feedback of firearms is frighteningly fast!

Final aiming complete.

Shen Yan's fingers pressed down steadily.

boom!

The fifth bullet flew toward the target ring 100 meters away.

After the gunshots rang out, the entire shooting range fell silent for a brief moment.

All eyes were on the target area.

The target reporter confirmed the point of impact, glanced at the record again, and spoke much louder than before.

"Five shots!"

"Fifty rings!"

Full ring!

There was no immediate cheering from the surrounding crowd.

A group of veteran soldiers from the elite detachment stood still, looking at the target paper a hundred meters away, then at Shen Yan lying on the firing line, and for a moment no one spoke.

My first time handling a gun.

The first live-fire exercise.

He scored 50 points out of 50 shots?

Are you kidding me!

Is he a born sharpshooter?

After several seconds, someone finally managed to utter a sentence:

"A perfect score is one thing, but our squad leader just got fifty points."

"At best, it's a draw."

This statement offered many people a small measure of psychological comfort.

Correct.

Even in the elite platoon, some members can achieve a perfect score.

Since the number of rings is the same, Shen Yanying cannot be considered the winner.

The target reporter glanced down at the shooting record, then looked up and added:

"But this recruit took even less time."

The crowd, which had just started to stir, fell silent again.

The old squad leader remained silent for a moment, but did not make any excuses for himself.

"We have the same number of rings, but he is definitely faster than me."

After saying that, he looked at Shen Yan, who had just gotten up, his feelings were much more complicated than his expression.

"Besides, I've been training for so many years, and this is the first time he's ever handled a gun!"

"This guy's a natural-born sharpshooter!"

The veteran who had volunteered to do an extra five kilometers of training stood in the crowd, his expression showing signs of existential doubt.

Chen Gang stared intently at Shen Yan.

He originally brought Shen Yan back to the elite unit so that the kid could handle a gun and see real shooting training in advance.

Take this opportunity to experience the difference between yourself and the veterans of the elite detachment.

The results do show a difference.

It seems that the person who is showing a gap is not Shen Yan.

After the communications unit incident, he once again brought Shen Yan out to cause trouble.

And this time, they even wrecked the territory of the troops they were leading!

After a long silence, Chen Gang finally couldn't help but ask:

"Shen Yan".

"arrive!"

"Is this really your first time shooting, you bastard?"

Shen Yan straightened up and answered truthfully.

"Report, this is truly the first time!"

A veteran from the elite guerrilla unit nearby sighed softly.

"Chen Lian, maybe you shouldn't bring him out to see the world next time."

"I feel like it's always us veterans who end up questioning the meaning of life after seeing so much of the world?"

"Compared to Xiao Shen, I feel like all my training over the years has been wasted on the dog!"

As soon as the veteran of the elite guerrilla unit finished speaking, an uncontrollable burst of laughter erupted from the surrounding area.

But the laughter was tinged with bitterness.

They had heard that Chen Gang had brought a new recruit, and they were thinking of letting the kid experience the shooting skills of the elite detachment in advance.

By the way, tell him what the basic skills of a veteran are.

As a result, I truly gained some knowledge.

It seems that they themselves are the ones who are being educated!

The veteran who had previously boasted that he would voluntarily do an extra five kilometers of training after the training session if Shen Yan could beat him stared at the target paper in the distance for a long time before finally sighing.

"Alright, stop looking at me."

"The soldiers of our elite unit, whatever they say, whatever they spit out, is like a nail!"

Training's over today, I'm going to run five kilometers by myself!

Someone nearby couldn't help but laugh:

"You're really going?"

"Otherwise what?"

The veteran rolled his eyes.

"They won fair and square on their first live-fire test, hitting the bullseye in five shots. How could I possibly cheat?"

At this point, he looked at Shen Yan again, his expression even more complicated.

"But I still don't understand, how come you weren't nervous at all during your first time shooting?"

Shen Yan thought about it seriously.

"I can't be nervous when I'm on the operating table."

"If your hand shakes even slightly, the consequences could be far more serious than missing the target."

After listening, everyone actually felt that there was some truth to it.

But upon closer reflection, it seems that these are not the same thing at all.

Surgeons have steady hands; they understand.

But a steady hand doesn't mean you can score 50 points on your first try of the Type 95 shot!

According to this logic, if all the surgeons in hospitals across the country were taken out and trained for a few days, wouldn't they all be trained to become snipers?

Is that possible?

The veteran squad leader, who had just scored 50 points out of 50, did not join in the commotion. Instead, he asked the target reporter to bring over Shen Yan's target paper.

After receiving the target paper, everyone crowded around it again.

All five bullet holes landed in the bullseye area, and were distributed quite closely together.

Although it wasn't as exaggerated as drilling into the same bullet hole, the distance between the bullet impact points was very small, which is enough to prove that Shen Yan's muzzle control was very stable when firing.

The old squad leader stared at the target paper for a moment, then looked up at Shen Yan.

"How did you feel after you fired your fifth shot?"

Shen Yan answered truthfully.

"At the time of the first shot, I only had a theoretical understanding of the recoil."

After firing, a slight difference was found between the actual feedback and the expected response, so the shoulder force was readjusted starting with the second shot.

"In the later shots, the movements became more stable."

The surrounding shooting experts fell silent after hearing this.

When they fired live ammunition for the first time, all they could think about was the sound of gunfire and the recoil.

Then all I could think about was whether the bullet I fired hit the target!

But this kid is something else.

As soon as the first shot was fired, we started analyzing the difference between the actual recoil and the theoretical prediction.

Make minor adjustments starting from the second shot!

After five shots, the movements had become basically stable.

Isn't this adaptation speed a bit too fast?

Is this guy even human?

The old squad leader then looked at the soldier in charge of keeping time.

"How long did it take him to fire those five shots?"

The soldier reported the time.

The expressions on the faces of the veterans nearby became even more interesting.

Shen Yan not only scored fifty rings, but the time it took to complete five shots was even shorter than that of the old squad leader.

Of course, this does not mean that Shen Yan's shooting skills have surpassed those of the veteran squad leader.

But today was the first time Shen Yan had ever touched a gun!

To achieve such a result on the very first live-fire exercise is already outrageous beyond belief!

The veteran squad leader handed the target paper to Chen Gang and said earnestly:

"Xiao Shen's results aren't due to luck, but rather his ability!"

"What he really lacks now isn't these basic skills, but live-fire experience!"

Chen Gang took the target paper, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly, but he quickly suppressed it.

Then he began to speak, pretending to be quite serious.

"This is Shen Yan's first time playing, he just happened to be in good form, don't underestimate him!"

The old squad leader glanced at him sideways.

"Lian Chen, if you really think that way, could you please stop chuckling?"

"Who's laughing? I'm not!"

"Chen Lian, your mouth is practically stretched to your ears, and you call that not smiling?"

Chen Gang's face darkened, and he immediately rolled up the target paper, preparing to take it back to show the company commander.

"Go away, stop crowding around here, go look at your own targets!"

As they were talking, the commotion at the shooting range had already attracted the attention of others.

A new recruit scored 50 points on his first live-fire exercise.

After blindfolded disassembling and assembling the Type 95, they went straight to the rings.

His score was the same as the veteran squad leader's, and his shooting time was even shorter.

The message was transmitted from the firing line to the standby area, and then from the standby area to other firing groups.

Within minutes, the news spread throughout the entire elite training ground of the elite company.

Many veterans who had just finished training gathered around.

Several platoon leaders stood at a distance, constantly looking in this direction.

Some people didn't believe it at first, thinking the news was too outrageous.

But when they saw the target paper with their own eyes and asked the soldiers in charge of reporting the target and keeping time, all their doubts turned into silence.

"Is this really a new recruit?"

"Did their Fu-Da Medical School offer shooting courses?"

Chen Gang grew impatient with the question and couldn't help but glare at it.

"I already told you, this is Shen Yan's first time shooting at a target!"

"What's wrong with a medical student keeping a steady hand when shooting?"