Tan Xiaolin was full of confidence in her shooting skills. After all, her marksmanship was outstanding even among the special forces.
Speaking of that Lin Beichen, although Xia Luyao praised him as excellent in all aspects, shooting is not a simple physical or endurance training. Many recruits had never even touched a firearm before enlisting.
Tan Xiaolin thought to herself, how could Lin Beichen, who had only been in the army for a month and had not yet undergone shooting training, compare to her?
This time, victory was already beckoning to her.
...
Next, this highly anticipated shooting contest officially began.
Tan Xiaolin stood a hundred meters away from the target, taking the first challenge.
"Bang!"
She aimed steadily, then decisively pulled the trigger, firing the first shot.
"First shot, ten rings!"
The results were announced, and Tan Xiaolin's skills were indeed extraordinary, hitting ten rings with her first shot.
Seeing her excellent performance, a smug smile appeared on Tan Xiaolin's lips.
She didn't pause, locking onto the bullseye once more.
"Bang!"
"Another ten rings!"
On the second shot, Tan Xiaolin again demonstrated her precise aim.
The female soldiers of the Fire Phoenix cheered and jumped with joy, seeing such a start, they believed victory was within reach.
The sound of gunfire echoed across the shooting range one after another.
"Bang!"
"Nine rings!"
"Bang!"
"Ten rings!"
...
After twenty bullets were fired, Tan Xiaolin finished with an excellent score of 195 rings.
This score was undoubtedly outstanding.
"Instructor, amazing!"
Ye Cunxin sincerely gave Tan Xiaolin a thumbs up; such a score was exceptional even among special forces.
She was convinced that the new recruit named Lin Beichen could never surpass this score.
Tan Xiaolin gracefully put down her firearm, smiling as she turned to Lin Beichen: "Now, it's your turn."
After speaking, she gracefully stepped aside.
Lin Beichen walked to the shooting position with a blank expression, staring at the target a hundred meters away, then raised his gun without hesitation.
However, astonishingly, he didn't seem to aim carefully, but directly pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
The first shot rang out, everyone hurried to see the score, and there was an uproar.
It missed!
Only six rings!
Everyone on the shooting range was stunned; nobody expected Lin Beichen to achieve such a result.
"Haha, six rings? I thought he was so great!"
"With such marksmanship, dare to compete with our instructor?"
"When I first started practicing shooting, my score was better than this. This must be a joke, right?"
"Looks like our instructor's win is guaranteed!"
The female soldiers of the Fire Phoenix couldn't help but mock him.
Six rings could almost be considered the worst score, except for a complete miss.
Lin Beichen's defeat seemed inevitable.
And the watching recruits, seeing this scene, lost their confidence too.
They originally hoped Lin Beichen could earn glory for them, but now it seemed hopeless.
"Brother Lin, let's just admit defeat."
"Yeah, Brother Lin, we haven't had shooting training; it's normal not to do well."
The recruits all urged Lin Beichen to give up.
But Lin Beichen turned back, smiling as he said to them: "The match isn't over yet, why are you losing heart already?"
The recruits were left speechless.
"Brother Lin, is there even a point in continuing?" Wang Meng asked quietly.
The opponent's score of 195 rings meant that unless Lin Beichen scored ten rings with every shot hereafter, there was simply no chance of winning.
But Lin Beichen just smiled and said: "When you start something, you should finish it."
With that, he raised his gun again to aim and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
The recruits looked at the target with eager anticipation, hoping for a miracle.
However, the result was disappointing—seven rings.
Now there was no hope, even if all subsequent shots were ten rings, it wouldn't be enough to win.
"Brother Lin, there's really no need to continue anymore." Wang Meng urged again.
But Lin Beichen seemed not to hear him and continued his shooting.
"Bang!"
"Eight rings."
"Bang!"
"Seven rings."
After their mission in Yun Province, Flying Eagle and Flame developed deep faith in Lin Beichen, contributing 20,000 faith points to him.
Adding Xia Luyao's 3,000 points and Lone Wolf's 4,000 points, Lin Beichen's faith value had accumulated to over 30,000 points.
Looking at the numbers steadily rising on the system interface, Lin Beichen was secretly delighted. His divination, brocade bag, and talisman were indeed not in vain.
Without hesitation, he opened the System Store, ready to exchange these faith points for the items he wanted. After all, keeping faith points wouldn't lay eggs, spending them was more practical.
In another corner of the Yanjing City Garrison District, six members of the Venomous Snake Special Team stood neatly aligned in Deng Zhong's office.
They had successfully completed their mission, especially Flying Eagle and Flame; although they left the team midway, they successfully killed the mantis Shang Dong and brought back crucial evidence.
Deng Zhong and several officers highly praised them, especially Flying Eagle and Flame, despite their breach of discipline, their merit outweighed their faults.
"Your Venomous Snake Special Team performed excellently this time, and the higher-ups are very satisfied." Deng Zhong looked at them with appreciation.
He walked up to Flying Eagle and Flame and continued: "Although you two made mistakes, the mission was splendidly completed, earning second class merit!"
Flying Eagle stood up straight and said frankly: "Thanks to Lin Beichen's help, we succeeded."
Flame echoed: "Yes, without Lin Beichen's brocade bag, we couldn't have completed the mission."
Deng Zhong pondered upon hearing this; he wasn't unfamiliar with Lin Beichen, but he didn't expect this mission to also involve him.
After listening to the accounts from Flying Eagle and Flame, Deng Zhong thought for a moment and said: "In any case, you took out the mantis Shang Dong, and that's your achievement."