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

Zhao Weidong, the company commander of the elite unit, is inspecting training in other areas.

Soon after, news came that a new recruit had scored 50 points.

He wondered if it was Chen Gang bringing his precious recruits from the new recruit company to the elite unit again.

When he arrived at the place with his men, it was exactly as he had guessed!

Zhao Weidong took the target paper from Shen Yan, looked at it, and then turned to look at Shen Yan with a somewhat strange expression.

He stared at Shen Yan for a while before speaking directly.

"Could you let us see the target again?"

"Yes," Shen Yanli replied with a salute.

"But this time, we can't use that gun!"

Zhao Weidong casually pointed to a veteran who had just finished shooting.

"Give me your gun."

The veteran immediately checked the weapon and completed the handover according to regulations.

Zhao Weidong personally inspected the condition of the firearms and had ten more bullets prepared.

As he handed the gun to Shen Yan.

Shen Yan noticed that there was a military officer in his thirties standing next to Zhao Weidong.

This officer wasn't particularly tall, but he looked very lean and capable!

He rolled up the sleeves of his training uniform to his forearms, his face expressionless, his gaze fixed on Shen Yan.

What he didn't know was that this person was actually Han Feng, the deputy battalion commander of a reconnaissance battalion of a special operations brigade in the Northwest Theater Command!

He came here to coordinate with the regiment on the second half of the year's elite reconnaissance training program.

At the same time, we should check if there are any promising candidates in the elite unit who are suitable for special operations selection.

Just now, Shen Yan scored 50 points out of 50 in his first live-fire exercise, and Han Feng also heard about this new recruit's amazing achievement.

However, getting a perfect score with five shots is indeed outrageous.

However, in professional shooting training, a person's upper limit is never judged by five bullets.

The condition of the weapon, the feeling of being on the field, and even the physical condition on the day can all affect the result!

Moreover, Shen Yan was using a gun that had just been disassembled and reassembled and had been used to beforehand.

The simplest way to determine whether he truly has the talent of a sharpshooter or is just in peak condition is to switch guns and fire again.

"This time, I'll give you ten bullets!"

Zhao Weidong looked at Shen Yan.

"We have some very important guests in our group today, so you'd better make a good impression!"

"Yes, sir!"

Shen Yan took the rifle and inspected it again as required.

The moment the gun landed in his hand, he sensed something was different.

The weight difference is almost negligible.

However, the center of gravity feedback when holding the gun, the trigger pre-press, and the feel of the free travel are indeed slightly different from the gun I just disassembled and reassembled.

Individual differences detected in Type 95 assault rifles!

[Weapon feedback is being re-adapted!]

Shen Yan did not rush to the shooting position, but first practiced firing without a gun, carefully feeling the shoulder rest, cheek rest, and trigger feedback.

When Han Feng saw this, his expression finally changed slightly.

Zhao Weidong, who was standing nearby, noticed this and asked in a low voice:

"What did you figure out?"

"This kid's interesting; he doesn't seem like someone who's never handled a gun before!"

Han Feng said calmly.

"After switching guns, the first thing I did was not to rush to prove that I could still get full marks, but to get a feel for the gun's condition again."

"You have a great attitude; you haven't become arrogant despite achieving anything!"

Zhao Weidong's lips curled up slightly upon hearing this.

"How could the mentality of someone my elite unit had spotted early on be anything but good?"

Han Feng glanced at him.

"Is he still in basic training?"

"Besides, even if someone is a good prospect, they might not necessarily adapt to the elite unit first!"

Upon hearing this, the smile on Zhao Weidong's face vanished instantly.

When other bears break off corn cobs, they at least have to wait until the corn is ripe, right?

But you're something else! My corn hasn't even grown yet, and you're already thinking of harvesting it like baby corn, huh?

He suddenly realized that showing off his precious pet to the bears of the special forces didn't seem like a very wise decision.

More and more people are gathering near the firing line.

Although several training groups did not stop the training without authorization, almost all the veterans who finished shooting stayed behind.

Someone lowered their voice and analyzed:

"If you get over 95 points out of 10 shots, then it definitely wasn't a fluke in the first round!"

"If you score 98 rings or higher, you've already reached the level of a core shooting officer in the company."

"What if you could get a perfect score?"

The person next to him paused for a moment.

"If you can get a perfect score after firing ten shots with a different gun, then you're not just an ordinary shooting expert."

"This guy has the makings of a sharpshooter!"

However, everyone present knew that it would be extremely difficult to get a perfect score immediately after switching guns.

When experienced shooting personnel are given an unfamiliar gun, they often need to confirm the bullet impact point with the first one or two shots.

Shen Yan had only recently come into contact with live ammunition, and no matter how talented he was, he couldn't completely skip the adaptation process.

This time, it should be normal, right?

"Load in prone position!"

"Self-loading!"

"Begin firing!"

As the command was given, Shen Yan bent down and took his firing position.

With his left elbow firmly supporting him on the ground, the butt of the rifle nestled in his shoulder, his face naturally pressed against his cheek, and his breathing gradually becoming steady.

The surroundings also quieted down.

All eyes were on Shen Yan.

Han Feng also kept a close eye on Shen Yan's gun-holding posture.

After only a few seconds, his brows furrowed slightly.

This guy is too steady; he doesn't seem like a recruit handling live ammunition for the first time at all.

Han Feng had seen many top shooters in the special forces, including many who could hit full marks on a prone, stationary target.

But there are almost no people who can develop this kind of physical coordination the first time they handle a gun!

Shen Yan was the first one he had ever met!

After a while.

boom!

The first shot echoed across the shooting range.

The target reporter quickly provided the results.

"Nine rings!"

Upon hearing the words "Nine Rings," the veterans watching almost simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, it's not the rings anymore!

This aligns with their normal understanding of a new recruit handling a gun for the first time.

The veteran who had just made the five-kilometer bet even laughed and said:

"Changing the gun does have an impact."

"A nine-ring shot on the first attempt was already very good. If you can maintain that nine-ring performance, you'll get over ninety rings on the next ten shots."

Chen Gang also breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn't that he didn't want Shen Yan to play well.

Rather, it's because this kid's previous performance was already frightening enough.

The fact that Shen Yan got a nine-ring shot on his first shot after switching guns proves that he is still within the normal range and not so outrageous as to automatically lock onto a ten-ring shot as soon as he picks up the gun.

But the old squad leader who had just scored a perfect score didn't say anything.

Han Feng remained silent.

The two men looked at the bullet impact location given by the target reporter almost simultaneously.

The first shot landed on the ninth ring, but it wasn't far from the tenth ring.

More importantly, Shen Yan did not show any signs of annoyance.

He made only a very slight adjustment to his aim based on where the bullet struck.

Han Feng's eyes instantly turned serious.

"This wasn't a mistake, it was intentional!"

Zhao Weidong was taken aback.

"What do you mean, intentional?"

"He's using the first bullet to calibrate the gun!"

No sooner had Han Feng finished speaking than a second gunshot rang out.

boom!

"Ten rings!"

The group, who had just relaxed, didn't react much.

The first shot hit the bullseye, the second shot hit the bullseye.

Very normal.

But then, a third shot rang out.

"Ten rings!"

The fourth shot.

"Ten rings!"

The fifth shot.

"Ten rings!"

As the target announcer called out the results time and time again, the smiles that had just returned to the faces of the veterans of the elite unit gradually disappeared again.

Shen Yan's firing intervals are very consistent.

After each shot, he was able to quickly control the recoil and return the muzzle to the correct position.

There was no panic between breathing, aiming, and pre-pressing the trigger.

The unfamiliarity of switching guns seemed to only affect the first shot.

After confirming the point of impact with a single bullet, he adapted to the new gun with astonishing speed!

At this moment, the calm on Han Feng's face was finally broken!

He had participated in a lot of shooting training in the special operations brigade and had also trained many top shooters, so he naturally understood what this scene represented.

Being able to accurately hit a fixed target with a familiar gun only proves that you have good basic skills!

But the quick correction after switching guns demonstrates the shooter's comprehensive judgment of the weapon's feedback, bullet trajectory deviation, and his own movements!

This ability to adapt to changing circumstances is what's truly rare!

The sixth shot.

"Ten rings!"

The seventh shot.

"Ten rings!"

Eighth shot.

"Ten rings!"

The area around the firing line has become completely quiet.

Just moments ago, people were whispering about whether Shen Yan could score 95 points, but now even the discussion has stopped.

Everyone was focused on the remaining two shots.

Zhao Weidong's expression gradually changed from initial suspicion to seriousness.

Han Feng took half a step forward, his eyes fixed on Shen Yan's fingers and the muzzle of the gun.

The ninth shot rang out.

"Ten rings!"

Only one shot left.

Shen Yan's breathing rhythm remained unchanged.

Aim.

Pre-compression.

Fire.

boom!

The target paper in the distance trembled slightly.

After carefully confirming the target, the reporter shouted the report.

"Ten shots completed!"

"Ninety-nine rings!"

The first shot hit the bullseye.

The next nine shots were all bullseyes!

Adding to his previous five shots that scored fifty points, Shen Yan fired a total of fifteen bullets in his first live-fire exercise, achieving a score of one hundred and forty-nine points!

The entire shooting range was silent for several seconds.

A veteran from the elite guerrilla unit stared at the target paper in the distance and couldn't help but ask:

"My goodness, is this normal?"

The shooting expert next to him glanced at him.

What do you think?

"I don't think this is normal."

"Then why are you even asking?! If this were normal, I'd go to the track and do 5000 meters of frog jumps!"

……

The veteran who previously said that a nine-ring shot on the first try was normal is now completely silent.

They thought that Shen Yan's change of gun had a huge impact!

It turns out they just used the first shot for calibration.

The first shot was a nine-ring, and the next nine were all full rings!

This is even more terrifying than hitting a perfect 100!

This shows that Shen Yan's success was not due to a coincidence in adapting to a particular gun, nor was it achieved through exceptional handling skills!

He is truly able to adjust his aim based on the bullet impact point and quickly adapt to an unfamiliar firearm!

This guy is a natural-born sharpshooter!

Zhao Weidong subconsciously looked at Han Feng.

He had originally wanted to see if the special forces officers, having seen their share of big events, could remain calm.

As a result, Han Feng stood still, staring at the target paper in the distance, and remained silent for several seconds.

Zhao Weidong immediately felt relieved.

So even special forces members were surprised by Shen Yan?

He deliberately asked:

"Commander Han, how's it going?"

"How's our new recruit doing?"

Han Feng ignored the boastful tone in Zhao Weidong's words and asked the question with utmost seriousness.

"Is this really the recruit's first time firing live ammunition?"

"Weren't you watching the whole thing?"

"I'm asking about the past."

Han Feng turned his head, his tone noticeably more serious.

Did he have any professional shooting training before enlisting?

Have you ever been involved in competitive shooting or received training in other systems?

Chen Gang immediately spoke up.

"no."

"Shen Yan was a freshman at Fu-Nan University Medical School before enlisting in the army. How could someone from the medical school be exposed to shooting?"

Today was not only his first time firing the Type 95 rifle, but also his first time handling live ammunition!

Now, Han Feng's gaze towards Shen Yan became even more strange!

My first time handling live ammunition.

After switching to two different guns, he scored 149 points with 15 bullets!

Of course, many of the special forces soldiers he has trained could achieve this result.

There are also a lot of them in full ring!

But those people were fed with thousands upon thousands of bullets!

Shen Yan only fired fifteen shots today!

This is not even a concept!

The old sergeant personally stepped forward, took the rifle from Shen Yan, carefully inspected it, and then called over the veteran who originally used the rifle.

"Does this gun usually have a slight deviation in its bullet trajectory?"

"My preference is slightly to the right; I don't want someone else to be able to use my gun when I'm killed!"

"Get out of the way, you watch too many TV dramas, don't you?"

The old squad leader couldn't help but curse.

"When you type it yourself, how many corrections do you need to make?"

The veteran explained the situation carefully.

After comparing the landing point of Shen Yan's first shot with that of the veteran squad leader, he had already made a judgment in his mind.

He turned to look at Zhao Weidong, Han Feng, and the people around him.

"So Shen Yan's first shot wasn't a mistake."

"He used the first shot to confirm the bullet's trajectory deviation, and the correction was completed starting with the second shot."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Shen Yan again.

"Is that what you yourself think?"

Shen Yan nodded.

"Report: After the first shot was fired, I readjusted the aiming based on the impact point."

The old squad leader was silent for a moment, then couldn't help but ask:

"I'm really curious, how did you do that? How could you notice such subtle details?"

"Report: Medical students are quite sensitive to tactile feedback, which is normal... right?"

Old squad leader: "..."

Chen Gang: "..."

Zhao Weidong: "..."

Han Feng: "..."

The leaders fell silent, while the veterans around them felt their scalps tingle!

When others fire live ammunition for the first time, they are trying to get used to the sound of gunfire and the recoil.

Shen Yan, who was firing live ammunition for the first time, had already begun to judge the individual differences between different firearms through finger feedback?

How can the difference between people be greater than the difference between people and dogs?

However, Han Feng did not find this explanation absurd.

Special operations place great emphasis on precise control, environmental adaptability, and rapid correction capabilities.

Some people are naturally sensitive to direction, while others can memorize complex terrain in a very short time.

So it's not surprising that some people have an extremely keen sense of weapon feedback!

Shen Yan's medical training may only be a foundation.

What's truly terrifying is that he can transfer this precise operational ability to firearms almost without any obstacles!

This ability is truly terrifying!

The old squad leader put down his rifle, stared at Shen Yan for a long time, and then gave his serious evaluation.

"With Xiao Shen's talent, as long as there's enough ammunition, after a few more months of training, he'll be able to shoot a stationary target at 100 meters with ease!"

These words left the surrounding shooting veterans with incredibly mixed feelings.

At this moment, Han Feng glanced at the old squad leader and then shook his head.

"It won't take more than a few months!"

Han Feng stared at the two target papers and slowly said:

"The upper limit of the 100-meter prone fixed target can no longer be measured."

"Let him try out the moving target; I want to see where his potential lies!"