Chapter 96 - A Show of Strength and a Counter Show of Strength (2/2)
Qin Fen visualized the direction in which he should assemble the gun and began to make his move.
Qin Fen moved without the slightest hesitation nor confusion. He used every part he grabbed in assembling the gun, never discarding a part. His firm approach caused the seasoned soldiers to feel astonished.
What? Did this kid keep watch over a military armory? Did he just assemble guns when there was downtime? Otherwise, how could he be so fast?
With a bit of disbelief, Iron Hand slowly stood up and came to Qin Fen’s side. He had been the one to prepare all the parts on the table. Iron Hand just needed a sweeping glance to know what parts were being used in assembling the gun.
A modified HK45C pistol lay quietly by Qin Fen’s hand. Qin Fen’s two hands hadn’t stopped for a break upon the finished assembly of the gun. Instead, his hands began to quickly assemble a second gun.
Iron Hand couldn’t believe it. Qin Fen’s style in assembling his second gun was completely different from when he assembled the HK45C. Could this newly assembled gun even be used?
The gun barrel had a unique length of three hundred millimeters and a caliber of point sixty inches. It was specially modified to take in armor-piercing projectiles. The recoil spring was directly installed within the gun barrel. It was a design that completely pursued the greatest destructive power. The crazy recoil and balance of the gun were completely disregarded.
Such a focus on destructive power completely disregarded the material properties of the gun. Could the gun endure the modification? Iron Hand estimated that firing only two or three shots would completely wreck the gun.
After a quick examination, Qin Fen was very satisfied with his just-in-case gun. It was a weapon to be used in a situation with no other options. He placed the gun on the table.
“You…. are you sure?” Iron Hand was a bit suspicious. Just which madman had produced this disciple? The other recruit, Xue Tian, had come in a bit earlier than Qin Fen, and he was freakish enough. Iron Hand never thought that Qin Fen would be even more freakish.
Qin Fen was able to use the existing parts on the table to assemble two guns in a short period. One of the guns had an extremely fast firing speed, but it could only penetrate a single person with its power, after which the bullet would have no power left. The other gun had a power that was explosive to the extreme, yet the same firing speed. Iron Hand didn’t dare say that he could have a better performance than Qin Fen if he were to personally try it himself.
Iron Hand was a special forces soldier of ten years, but he might not be able to beat this recruit in terms of assembling guns. Iron Hand felt a bit of a loss of face.
“Kid, you’re decent at assembling guns, but how are your skills and abilities in actually using a gun?”
A seasoned soldier, who sat at a different desk not too far away, pointed at a fifty-meter target. He faced Qin Fen with his gaze, telling him to shoot and see.
Qin Fen extended an arm to grab his gun. One of the seasoned soldiers was leaning against the wall. He placed a hand below the desk; there was something that controlled the movements of the target under there, specifically used to train someone’s shooting skills and reactions. It was also something they used to bully recruits.
Qin Fen grabbed the gun, lifted his hand, and pulled the trigger!
At the same time, the target moved to the right.
Kachink…
The sound of the striker rang in the air, but there was no sound of a bullet being fired.
The seasoned soldier controlling the target revealed a hint of shock on his face. At the same time, Qin Fen’s lips curved faintly into a smile, having guessed the situation correctly.
Qin Fen had completely learned and applied the psychology that Squad Leader Hao taught him. He had felt that everyone wanted to display a show of strength the moment he walked into the room. Heaven knows if they would cause issues with the target. He simply pretended to fire, seeking to see what the reaction would be like before doing anything else.
The seasoned soldiers were stunned, and the recruit Xue Tian also revealed a face of shock. Xue Tian had gotten the worst of it during this part; the target deviated from his shot. He really didn’t know if Qin Fen was just lucky in a misfire or had Qin Fen guessed correctly.
While everyone was still in shock, the gun in Qin Fen’s hang rang out!
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang…
Six series of shots were shot in rapid-fire, displaying the limits of the firing speed of the modified gun in Qin Fen’s hand.
Six bullets were used, but only three bullet holes were left in the target.
Qin Fen was displeased with his own performance. The performance of the modified gun and bullet was likely due to his quick shots. He didn’t have the time to feel the gun in conjunction with the bullet. If Gun King was here, he would probably toss over a case of bullets for Qin Fen to practice hard.
The same performance gave the seasoned soldiers a different feeling from their perspectives. Though Qin Fen had been tricky, seizing the moment of shooting six shots at a fixed target rather than a moving target, his performance was beyond that of a typical recruit.
This was especially true since the gun was just assembled. There needed to be some time to get familiar with the gun. How did Qin Fen have such a great performance?
Clap, clap, clap…
The hall was silent, causing Xue Tian’s slow claps to sound particularly crisp.
“Hey, seniors.” Xue Tian slowly dragged out his words. He jumped from a crate of ammunition to the ground. “Hurry up and do your last show of strength with firearms. If you can’t get that right, then you guys really will lose face.”
The last show of strength? The seasoned soldier’s eyes lit up once more. The last show of strength was the curve shot!
Whether it was being able to hit a moving target or a fixed target. this was all on the level of an ordinary soldier.
For a true expert in firearms, those who had mastered the curve shot were the only ones who had truly stepped into the palace of shooting.
“Do you see the apple behind me, kid?” Iron Hand pointed at an apple fifty meters behind him, his head in the way. “Stand right there, don’t move an inch, and shoot! Strike the apple with my skull blocking your line of sight, and you will pass the test of the first stage. If you’re scared of killing me, then you can also give up….”