Rebirth of a Mercenary: The Ace Mercenary Forced to Be the Beloved of the Group

Team A of Breaking the Sky had no field missions today, so Li Mo took everyone to the shooting range to practice shooting.

Bai Ye and Xuan Xiao stood behind the target position, each with a long table in front of them, on which were stacked several gleaming standard rifles.

Li Mo stood in front of the two of them, holding a printed training evaluation form in his hand.

"I didn't call you two here today so you could just sit around shooting at targets. Now that you're in Group A, you need to figure out what the combat configuration of this group is like."

He turned a page of the evaluation form and turned to look in Xie Ran's direction.

"Xie Ran, machine gunner."

"His strength lies in suppressive fire. Whether it's positional warfare or providing cover fire while on the move, Xie Ran's suppressive fire ability ranks among the top three in terms of air penetration." Li Mo's tone was flat, as if he were reading a technical specification sheet. "His weakness is mobility. The weight of the machine gun itself and the ammunition load mean that he can't infiltrate as quickly as an assault soldier. So, in tactical scenarios that require rapid movement, Xie Ran's role is that of a fixed firing point."

Bai Ye nodded.

"Shen Zhuo, assault soldier." Li Mo turned his head to look in Shen Zhuo's direction again.

"Shen Zhuo's strengths lie in close combat and infiltration. Indoor clearing, close-range engagements, and solo breakthroughs are his forte. His reaction speed and on-the-spot judgment are the highest in Group A, making him suitable for missions requiring rapid infiltration." Li Mo paused here, "His weakness is long-range firepower. The effective range of submachine guns and pistols is limited, so he is basically no threat at medium to long range."

Li Mo turned to look at Lu Xiao, who was leaning against a cement pillar.

"Lu Xiao, the vice-captain, is also the sniper of Group A." Li Mo's voice didn't change much, but when he said the word "sniper," he slowed down a little. "His advantages are obvious. He can maintain a perfect sniping accuracy within 1,800 meters. There's no one else like him in Pokong. His missions are usually to lock onto key targets at long range, including enemy commanders, spotters, snipers, and communication nodes."

"His weakness is close-quarters combat," Li Mo continued, his tone still calm and unhurried. "His sniper role means he rarely enters close-quarters combat zones, so once forced into close combat, he relies heavily on his teammates for cover."

"Me, Captain, in command position." Li Mo pointed to himself last. "My task is to control the overall tactics, assess the mission's progress, and decide when to advance, when to retreat, and when to provide support. I will also serve as supplementary assault firepower when necessary."

"However, you will gradually experience these things in actual combat later. The main reason I called you here today is to let you choose your positions and then do targeted training based on those positions."

Lu Xiao straightened up from the cement pillar, holding a teacup, and slowly walked to the two of them.

He tilted his head, looked at Bai Ye, then at Xuan Xiao, and spoke, his tone carrying that unique casualness that made it hard to tell if he was joking: "So, which direction do you two want to train in?"

Xuan Xiao blinked. He subconsciously turned to look at Bai Ye, his eyes asking a question he didn't say aloud: What do you like?

Bai Ye remained silent for a moment.

In his past life, he was 007, the most skilled sniper in the world, specializing in long-range precision shooting. He changed bodies and identities, but the habits ingrained in his bones remained. He loved sniper rifles. He loved the clean and efficient way of taking everything down with a single bullet from a great distance.

"Sniper rifle," Bai Ye said, his voice low and his tone calm, without hesitation.

Lu Xiao's eyes lit up: "Great job, Little Cabbage, you have good taste. I think you're the most suitable person for the sniper position in the entire Group A. With your mental fortitude and your ability to hold a gun as steady as a robotic arm, it's a waste if you don't play sniper."

Bai Ye's expression remained unaffected by Lu Xiao's words. He turned his head to look at Xuan Xiao standing beside him: "And you?"

Xuanxiao was stunned by this sudden question.

He had been thinking the whole time, "Bai Ye chose the sniper rifle, so what should I choose?" His mind raced through everyone in Group A. Xie Ran was the machine gunner, Shen Zhuo was the assault soldier, Lu Xiao was the sniper, Li Mo was the commander, Xie Huai'an was the communications officer, and Wen Yan was the medic. It seemed like every position was filled, but it also felt like he could get involved in any of them.

"I..." Xuan Xiao opened his mouth, his speech a beat slower than usual, "I choose the assault rifle." His voice gradually changed from hesitant to firm, "You snipe, I'll provide cover. You lock onto targets from a distance, I'll take care of eliminating threats at close range. No matter where you are, I'll be in front of you."

Shen Zhuo somehow appeared behind Xuan Xiao. He raised his hand and slapped Xuan Xiao on the back, the force just enough to make Xuan Xiao stagger forward half a step.

"Hey, Xiao Zai's going to do an assault?" Shen Zhuo peeked out from behind Xuan Xiao's shoulder with a smile, his red hair particularly eye-catching in the sunlight. "Then you'd better work hard. The requirements for assault soldiers are not low. Reaction speed, on-the-spot judgment, indoor clearing, close combat, you have to be top-notch in every aspect. Our Xiao Baicai doesn't need your protection. You're good enough if you protect yourself and don't hold him back."

Xuanxiao's face instantly darkened.

He whirled around, glaring at Shen Zhuo, his voice rising a half-tone: "How could I not protect him? I just haven't had enough training time! If I had as many years of training as you, I could have beaten you to a pulp!"

Shen Zhu cracked his knuckles, his smile widening even further: "Then let's spar another day. I'll give you a three-move hand-to-hand combat, no weapons, just bare hands. If you can take me down even once, you win."

Xuan Xiao felt a vein throb on his temple. He clenched his fist, took half a step forward, and opened his mouth, ready to retort, "Let's train then, who's afraid of who?"

Then a slender, fair hand reached out, holding a piece of candy, and precisely placed it into his slightly open mouth.

Blueberry flavor.

Xuan Xiao seemed to have been put on pause.

He had the candy in his mouth and turned to look at the person who had given it to him. Bai Ye had already withdrawn his hand, his expression still calm and indifferent.

Xuan Xiao's cheeks bulged slightly as he held the candy in his mouth, unable to speak for a long time. The sweetness of the blueberries spread from the tip of his tongue all the way to his throat, carrying a slightly cool and refreshing taste that seemed to extinguish all the anger in his stomach.

This candy is fucking sweet.

Bai Ye felt that Xuan Xiao had stopped making noise, and then withdrew his gaze with satisfaction, reaching back for the sniper rifle on the table.

Xuan Xiao stood to the side, his cheeks still puffed out with the candy, the tips of his ears slightly red, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up a little, which he then forcefully suppressed.