Shipborne Special Forces.

"And then?" Youjiang asked curiously when he saw that Jia Qu didn't continue.

Unexpectedly, Jia Qu turned around with a solemn expression.

"I never imagined that thing was a solid, highly concentrated version of gunpowder. A single spark and it ignited, and it burned explosively. Then… I bought an eyebrow pencil and learned how to draw eyebrows."

Everyone: "..."

Haha, don't worry, Jiaqu, we'll never play with bullets again in our lives.

……

Upon arriving at the firing range, everyone realized that their timing wasn't ideal. Although the sun was shining brightly and theoretically it should be quite warm, the problem was that Team 12 arrived in the afternoon, and the setting sun was shining directly on the targets, making it almost impossible to see anything.

"Holy crap, how are we supposed to fight like this?" Xiao Tian couldn't help but exclaim when he saw the situation. He was someone who longed to join the Marine Corps, and shooting had always been his dream.

Now that it's finally here, and this is the result, it's truly terrifying.

After a moment of contemplation, You Jiang asked, "Can't you blind-fire?"

"...Could you please refrain from using gaming jargon in this kind of setting?" Xiao Tian said speechlessly.

Just when everyone was confused, Wang Aiguo squinted and was surprised to find that his theory seemed to be correct. With his small eyes focused, he could still see the target clearly, even when everyone else could't see it clearly.

However, Wang Aiguo didn't say it aloud; instead, he looked around at the crowd.

The people around him were still discussing the backlighting issue, which reassured Wang Aiguo a lot. Sure enough, these days, if you want to show off, you still need to look small.

.......

The target practice was divided into two days, with six teams transported by green trucks each time, practicing in the morning and afternoon respectively. As instructed by Jiang Tao, due to the staggered times and the large number of participants, the scoring was not unified this time, but rather scored directly for each target practice area.

In other words, target practice is a competition between six teams, and the top three teams can be awarded the title of outstanding soldier.

This was Jiang Tao's promise, and it can be said that his word was as good as his bond.

Before they arrived, all the new recruits were eager to try their luck, seeing this outstanding soldier as theirs for the taking.

Wang Aiguo inquired about these people and discovered that their confidence stemmed from Counter-Strike. It seemed that those skilled at Counter-Strike believed they would be equally adept at real gunfights.

To be honest, there seems to be some connection, but the question is... is Wang Aiguo really bad at CS?

Wang Aiguo may not be able to speak for himself in other areas, but when it comes to esports, he's an expert. There's practically no game he's not good at. And he's played CS for many years, and was a former member of a professional team.

However, these self-proclaimed CS pros are all deflated now. Even if you're blind-firing, you should at least be able to see the 'screen,' right? It's like there's a flashbang in front of you; you can't see anything. What's the point of playing?

.......

When Bi Fujian was admitted to the hospital, Deep Sea Shark was overjoyed for days. However, upon arriving at the competition venue today, Deep Sea Shark realized that without Bi Fujian, everything had become utterly dull.

He and Grandpa Bi were rivals for their entire lives; it seemed that all the joy in his military camp came from competing with Grandpa Bi. Winning brought happiness, losing brought struggle.

However, now that Grandpa Bi is in the hospital, he was originally expected to be very happy, but now he is filled with disappointment.

"Old Bi said he's going to change careers, so should I change careers too?" This was the first time the deep-sea shark had considered this question.

Just as the deep-sea shark was deep in thought, his squad leader ran up to him and said, "Captain, the competition is about to begin."

"Oh." The deep-sea shark nodded and then slowly walked away.

The opposing squad leader was stunned; this was the first time he had ever seen such a forlorn deep-sea shark.

"What's wrong with the captain? He's completely uninterested in the match against Team 12?" The captain of Team 11 stared blankly at the Deep Sea Shark as it left, looking utterly bewildered.

The deep-sea shark walked to the side and found an open space to sit down. Now, looking at the new recruits, he felt somewhat comforted, but still felt empty.

At that moment, he realized that he didn't care about winning or losing; what he really cared about was beating Grandpa Bi.

"Perhaps changing careers is a good option," the deep-sea shark muttered to itself, sitting on a rock.

.......

Soon it was the turn of Team 12 to start shooting, and everyone felt like they were going crazy as soon as they stepped onto the field.

They came here to shoot targets, but now it looks like they're here to shoot the sun.

"Jiaqu, it's backlit! How am I supposed to fight like this?" Feeling his eyes were about to go blind, Youjiang couldn't help but shout.

Jia Qu was also helpless about this; what could he do?

"Just play casually. Didn't the previous teams play like this? The conditions are the same anyway. If you can't hit your target, neither can anyone else."

No sooner had Jia Qu finished speaking than Wang Aiguo fired his gun. As the first to fire, everyone was shocked.

Everyone looked in the direction of the gunshot and saw Wang Aiguo squinting and happily shooting.

"Damn, that's a blind shot..." The thought crossed everyone's mind.

Wang Aiguo started shooting, and everyone else had no choice but to join in. Anyway, Jia Qu was right; everyone was in the same boat—if you can't see someone, no one else can either.

However, an hour later, when Jiang Tao announced Wang Aiguo's name, everyone was stunned.

The conditions are exactly the same, but this is completely different. Each person gets ten shots, and because it's impossible to see, most people don't even hit the target. And the few who do hit it only get a three or four ring. Out of ten shots, getting 20 points is considered pretty good.

But Wang Aiguo was different. He came in first with 72 points, averaging seven rings per shot. The second-place finisher, on the other hand, only had 48 points, averaging less than five rings per shot.

Jiang Tao was surprised by the score, so after announcing the score, he couldn't help but call Wang Aiguo up to the stage.

"Wang Aiguo, what's your secret to shooting?" Jiang Tao asked curiously.

The audience craned their necks, looking at Wang Aiguo with curiosity and anticipation.

Wang Aiguo looked around at everyone, and finally his gaze fell on Shen Long.

"Hehe, small eyes that focus light."

Shen Long: "..."

Jiang Tao: "..."

Everyone: "..."

.......

Back at the brigade, Wang Aiguo became famous again. When Jiang Tao relayed the news of Wang Aiguo's award to the brigade commander and told him that Wang Aiguo would be awarded the title of Outstanding Soldier, the brigade commander felt the stench of chicken manure rising in his mouth again.

That night, the brigade leader was so angry that he plucked his beard all night.

Meanwhile, Shen Long sat on his bed, completely bewildered. What kind of ridiculous acceptance speech did Wang Aiguo give today? Small eyes focused on something? How are other teams going to look at Team 12 now?

Spotlight Team?

Small-eyed team?

Anyway, whatever it is, it's not a good name.