"Unload the magazine, stand up, report the target."
"Target number one, 78 out of 10 shots."
"Target number two, nine shots, sixty-nine rings, one shot missed the target."
"Target number three, all missed."
"Target number four, 81 out of 10 shots."
"Target number five, 71 out of 10 shots."
"Target number six, ten shots to a hundred rings."
"Target number seven..."
"..."
Target number six was Li Ling's.
Chen Xiwa stared at Li Ling in disbelief. Was the difference between people really that great? Was it true that capable people could do everything, while incapable people could do nothing at all?
"That's amazing! How did you train?" Chen Xiwa asked in a low voice.
Li Ling raised an eyebrow at him and whispered back, "I used to be on the shooting team at the sports school."
Chen Xiwa suddenly realized and muttered to herself, "No wonder he's so amazing!"
The veteran soldier put down his high-powered military binoculars with some surprise. He could accept the targets that the other soldiers were shooting at, but Li Ling's target was ridiculously bad. The ten bullet holes actually formed a circle right in the center of the bullseye.
Although the circle wasn't perfect, it was already incredibly difficult. He knew he couldn't do it; it was even harder than getting all the bullets through a single hole.
He had once witnessed the most formidable marksmanship. That person only scored 50 points on 10 shots, but all 10 bullets passed through the same hole in the same location, creating a hole less than one centimeter in diameter.
Because he was nearsighted, he couldn't see the bullseye and ended up hitting all the bullets in the ring area.
Later, the army group valued his marksmanship and sent him to the military region's general hospital to treat his nearsightedness with the most advanced equipment.
But Li Ling's marksmanship today refreshed his understanding. He walked up to Li Ling, looked at him for two seconds, and said to the veteran who was the security officer behind him, "Go and get a sniper rifle."
"yes."
After the veteran ran away, Lao Pao took out a one-yuan coin from his pocket, held it up in front of Li Ling, glanced at him sideways, and said, "Can you shoot it down?"
Li Ling glanced at Lao Pao, a strange smile playing on his lips, and asked, "Do you have any 50-cent coins? This one is too big."
"I still..." Old Pao wanted to curse when he heard this. He moved his jaw, took a deep breath, and said coldly, "Come back and brag about this when you've won a dollar! Xiwa."
"arrive!"
"Put this on the target," the old man said, handing the coin to Xiwa.
"Yes." Chen Xiwa took the coin with a hint of excitement, rushed to the target, and inserted the coin into the edge of the target.
At this moment, the veteran also retrieved the sniper rifle. The old cannon reached out and took it, saying to Li Ling indifferently, "It's not too late for you to admit defeat now."
Li Ling glanced at him and said indifferently, "If I wanted to identify a bear, I would have done so long ago. The word 'identify a bear' doesn't exist in my dictionary."
"If you can't take it down, I'll make you do two hundred push-ups." After saying that, Lao Pao handed the sniper rifle to Li Ling.
Li Ling took the sniper rifle, and the ingrained feeling he had developed in the shooting team immediately came to him. He skillfully disengaged the safety, loaded the rifle, and then disengaged the safety.
The Type 85 sniper rifle has a scope magnification of four times, just like the Mauser 98k. This means that aiming at a coin 100 meters away with the Type 85 sniper rifle is equivalent to looking at a coin with the naked eye from 25 meters away.
It was just a tiny dot, visually about the same size as a bullet caliber.
After Chen Xiwa ran back, Li Ling squatted down, knelt on his right knee, released the safety, and raised the sniper rifle. This made Lao Pao's face twitch again. He originally thought Li Ling would shoot from a prone position, but he didn't expect him to be so arrogant.
"This kid really doesn't know his place," the old man thought to himself with a sneer.
Little did he know that Li Ling, through basic gun skills training at the sports school and the physical enhancements he received from being a world seed, possessed the strength of 500 jin in his arms and unparalleled overall stability, with little difference between kneeling and lying positions.
Li Ling rested his left elbow on his knee, his whole body tense, as if he had turned into a statue, truly motionless.
I brought my eye to the scope, and the crosshairs began to capture the small silver dot representing the coin. At a distance of one hundred meters, there was no need to worry about external factors such as wind speed; I just needed to aim with all my might.
"Breathe in..."
Li Ling's breathing gradually slowed down until it stopped completely. After holding his breath, the slight swaying of his body caused by the expansion and contraction of his lungs during breathing also disappeared.
The crosshair perfectly divided the small silver dot in the field of view into four parts, meaning that the center point of the crosshair was aligned with the center of the coin. Li Ling's finger began to press down at a steady speed.
Finding and aiming at the target is only the first step, but the final decision on whether you can hit it is the moment you fire the shot.
The scenes in movies and TV shows where the scope locks onto a target, the trigger is suddenly pulled, and the target gets blown up in the head are complete nonsense; that shows the director lacks military knowledge.
When using a sniper rifle, if the firing motion is too large, or even if the trigger is pulled too hard or too fast, it will cause the gun to shake slightly. Even if the gun shakes by only one millimeter, it will have a huge impact on the bullet's landing point. This is the meaning of the saying "a difference of a hair's breadth can lead to a difference of a thousand miles".
"Bang!"
The gun fired. It was a conscious aiming, an unconscious firing—perfect. The coin was no longer on the target.
"good!!"
"Splash..."
A round of enthusiastic applause erupted around him. Li Ling casually got up and placed the sniper rifle on the firing position support.
In the original series, after Xiao Zhuang fired that shot, Lao Pao could still complain that it was "a mediocre skill." But now that Li Ling fired that shot, he couldn't say that no matter what.