Chapter 5: Target Shooting Training

So boring

This depends on the extent to which you are able to achieve it

Inviting guests to eat mung bean soup? ... What is being distributed for free at the cafeteria during each meal ...

The target is fifty meters away, neither far nor close

However, it was evident that he was not satisfied. Following closely behind Xuan Mo, he walked for a while and suddenly said: "Hello"

"Hmph!" The instructor laughed, "Do you think I sell bullets? Once they're gone, they're gone!" After saying this, he shook his head and turned away.

Occasionally a few times

The soldier responded with a sound and ran towards the small house by the shooting range. After a while, he came out with a piece of paper, looked at Xuan Mo with a strange expression, and handed the paper to Instructor Zhang

Are you really a genius

Ignoring the boy's fiery gaze, she circled around him with the gun in hand, directly lying down to focus on the target ahead

Bang

The young man raised his eyebrows, glanced left and right, and approached the young woman, saying: "If any of you no longer wish to fight, could you please hand me your gun"

I can, but I haven't learned

Um... no, that's not right! The instructor instinctively nodded and then hurriedly denied it, walking over with a smile and saying, "Everyone, finish up quickly; once you're done, I'll treat you to mung bean soup!"

Among the twenty-six participants registered for this competition, there are surprisingly ten females and sixteen males

Xuan Mo took a sip and then set it down, sitting upright and staring at the bowl, unsure of what he was doing

The boys are unaware, while most of the girls are excited yet somewhat regretful. With such dark skin, looking ghostly, it is too damaging to their image to be seen by the boys

"I don't know." Xuan Mo was very honest. She understood what a genius is: it is the information chain of a living organism that aligns over 95% with the required calculation formula for a certain event, based on the laws of occurrence and the success rate of that event. Xuan Mo, however, was of a more average type, with her scores in various tested aspects fluctuating between 86% and 95%.

In a formal setting, she fired ten shots, one to four, each shot precise and methodical

Are your parents military personnel

Then why did you deceive me

Hmm

Xuan Mo was taken aback, looking at him with curiosity: "I am not angry."

Tang Jingze fell silent for a moment and asked, "What you mean is, you learned nothing, yet you can do it like this?"

From the first shot, her figure remained unaffected by the recoil. Initially, others did not pay attention, but later everyone noticed her. The other students rubbed their shoulders while watching, and the soldiers and instructors sat and observed, eventually standing to watch.

Have you ever learned shooting before? Who did you learn from?

Xuan Mo stood up briskly and walked over slowly, resembling a soldier

Do you have a sense of familiarity with other things?" The political commissar observed the figures training outside, "such as overcoming obstacles, boxing, and so on.

Before he finished speaking, there were three loud bangs, followed by ten consecutive bangs. Then, to the astonishment of the crowd, a boy walked over holding a gun and extended his other hand, saying: "Not enough fun, let's do it again"

First time

Yes, there is.

Commissioner Li studied Xuán Mò's shooting report for a while, then looked up at Xuán Mò and said, "Young lady, your parents often take you to the shooting range, don't they?"

Are there soldiers in your family? Do you have friends who are soldiers and book lovers? Sigh... the conversation is drifting further away, so let me get straight to the point: how many times have you handled a gun?

Tang Jingze stared at Xuan Mo, unsure of what he was thinking. After a while, he said: "Alright, I won't ask you anymore, please don't be angry"

Shooting is the most popular activity, as it allows individuals to practice their marksmanship while others are training. However, many girls, having heard about the strong recoil, lose interest and are unwilling to participate. As a result, many slots in the classes remain unfilled, and these vacant spots are then allocated to boys who were unable to register.

Instructor Zhou was sweating profusely beside me; Political Commissar, your question is indeed very direct

Twenty-six individuals were led by an instructor with the surname Zhang to the shooting range, where soldiers from three different classes were practicing. Upon seeing the newcomers, they made way and sat aside to rest, some pointing and whispering about the newcomers, all with cheerful expressions.

Xuan Mo bit her lip, indicating that she was under a lot of pressure

Very familiar

What is the use of what you have learned

The regulations are indeed strict, and Xuan Mo couldn't help but recall the military weapons exhibition hall donated by her family, which covers half of a small asteroid

My name is Tang Jingze

Instructor Zhang casually took it and, upon seeing it, nearly jumped up in surprise, exclaiming: "Except for the first bullet that went missing, all the rest hit the bullseye?!" He looked up at Xuan Mo, asking, "Classmate, are you on the shooting team?" Then he shook his head, dismissing his own thought, "Impossible, those people were not using guns; it doesn't make sense."

The data has not yet been reported back, and others have begun shooting one after another, with no one noticing her... except for the boy waiting to collect the bullets

Not even once

Little did she know that her sun-resistant flesh-colored rubber and her imitation of the slender figure of the original were truly incongruous with that gun. It simply gave the impression that she was someone who would never finish the bullets, and for retrieving bullets or something of that sort, someone like her would be the best choice.

Xuan Mo remained silent; she simply could not allow herself to pretend to miss the target over a mere distance of fifty meters. However, when she actually hit the target, the gaze of those around her made her feel that it was not necessarily a good thing

Seeing Xuan Mo ignoring him, the boy, who always believed that a woman's heart is as deep as the ocean, lost the desire to speak. He could only recall the moment he saw Xuan Mo's shooting data sheet earlier, a feeling that was still mixed with excitement, envy, and longing.

Oh. Tang Jingze clearly did not believe it, but he did not pursue the matter further. Instead, he took a couple of quick steps to walk parallel to her and asked, "Can you teach me?"

The first shot, the bullet's trajectory was uncertain, but Xuan Mo had a general understanding of its recoil and the direction of the bullet's path

She put down the gun, stepped aside, and asked: "Can we leave after the shooting is done?"

Xuan Mo raised his head and said seriously: "I can't help it, they are too noisy"

As everyone quieted down, they hurriedly finished loading their respective bullets. The boy ultimately did not manage to borrow any bullets. It seemed that Xuan Mo's performance had stimulated the others; those who had come with a casual attitude began to take it very seriously, although their scores were not impressive. In contrast, that boy achieved a score of one five-ring, four six-rings, four seven-rings, and one nine-ring, which was quite good among the students, as it included high scores without any misses.

What level of capability can you achieve

The courteous demeanor and the indifferent expression are truly incongruous

Instructor Zhou happily ran to the entrance of the cafeteria and called out, "Xuan Mo, Xuan Mo, come here!"

On the Blue Planet, everything must be recalibrated with a different algorithm

Sitting in the spacious cafeteria, listening to the sounds of training outside, watching the blazing sun, and feeling the chilled mung bean soup in front of them, everyone felt an immense sense of happiness. A few girls, who had been pushed into the situation, were especially delighted; seeing that the instructor was not paying attention, they chattered away excitedly.

Xuan Mo raised an eyebrow and looked at him: "What is the use of learning this?"

This is also the only occasion during military training when boys and girls interact. Normally, the school maintains strict separation, with two distinct areas on either side, and the middle area is designated for actual military personnel, which is generally inaccessible.

Not everyone could participate. On the twelfth day of military training, the instructor took the students who had signed up for the shooting competition to the shooting range to begin specialized training

The third shot once again hit the bullseye

Especially, why are you staring at yourself? Xuan Mo was quite displeased

A brief explanation of the key actions was provided. The instructor brought over a gun and distributed one to each person: "You each have thirteen rounds of ammunition. You can first try firing 3 times, and then shoot at the target ten times. If you cannot handle it, you may choose not to shoot or take your time. You have two hours to finish using these bullets, and the day after tomorrow, you will go compete for me"

There is no one, no person

All

In the echo of the gunshot, she lowered her weapon, let out a gentle sigh, and stood up to look around; people were all staring at her

Xuan Mo turned back to look at him

Even if there are geniuses in the world, there is still a process of development. How can someone like you become an expert right from the start

Has the result come out yet?" Instructor Zhang waited for a while, but upon not receiving a response, he turned to the soldiers behind him and asked.

None at all

Xuan Mo

Her mind was filled with the vocabulary of the main subject, yet when it came to expressing it verbally, she found herself unable to articulate anything. While she could manage simple responses, describing abstract feelings was still a skill she needed to cultivate. After pondering for a long time, she finally settled on a description: "Very familiar"

He excitedly said: "Have you been practicing since you were young?"

This is our Political Commissar Li! After a brief introduction by Instructor Zhou, he stepped aside

I did not deceive you

No one asked her to be low-key, and she does not need to be low-key. She is not a person from the future of Blue Star and is not afraid to change the course of this civilization. Limited data indicates that this civilization is currently not included in the protection and communication of the Cosmic Alliance, so she need not worry about various regulatory constraints. She can act as she pleases, yet she finds it rather uninteresting

... ... Ah?

With the second shot, she hit the bullseye

No," said Xuan Mo, shaking his head, his expression calm and unperturbed

Xuan Mo fell silent; how could she know that the qualifications of Earthlings were so low? It's just a gun, not a quark annihilation cannon. Is any training or learning really necessary?

Well

The political commissar looked at Instructor Zhou with a strange expression, patted his head, mumbled something, and then asked: "So, what do you feel when you hold a gun?"

But the activated memories told her that she really had not had many opportunities to handle a gun before, or rather, not many people in the country had the chance to handle a gun either

The political commissar was silent for a moment and then smiled: "What did you sign up for in the competition?"

Enough

In the final five to ten shots, she simply fired continuously, bang bang bang without interruption

Instructor Zhou brought over a middle-aged soldier from afar, pointed at Xuan Mo and said a few words, then took out Xuan Mo's shooting data report. The middle-aged soldier smiled and said a couple of things, gave Instructor Zhou a light tap on the forehead, and then nodded.

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