Chapter 6: with translation of chapter title

This skill of pressing a bullet with one hand is not something no one can do; it's just that few people can do it.

Perhaps someone would think this is a useless skill, basically not worth mentioning.

But that is only relative to peacetime shooting training and related assessments.

Because it's one‑handed, no matter how fast the bullet‑pressing speed is, it's hard to surpass the speed of using two hands.

Liu Xiaotian, Fan Tianlei.

Fan Tianlei, He Weidong, Wolf Fang Special Forces Brigade.

In training and assessment, putting the gun down and pressing bullets with both hands is perfectly acceptable.

But if in a combat mission, putting the gun down to press bullets with both hands, then drawing and aiming again, compared with keeping the muzzle direction and pressing bullets with one hand, the difference is not just a little bit.

At a critical moment, 0.1 seconds can often decide life and death; moreover, redrawing and aiming takes at least 1–2 seconds, right?

Liu Xiaotian's current performance, put more vividly, is training that starts from actual combat.

He Zhijun, Fan Tianlei.

Fan Tianlei, He Zhijun, Brigade Commander.

If Liu Xiaotian were a veteran from another unit, Fan Tianlei might think this is experience he accumulated in combat missions.

Liu Xiaotian, He Zhijun.

Simply put, aside from the technological knowledge in his head that ordinary people lack, purely in terms of military quality, he is a poor soldier.

The two of them hid Liu Xiaotian's education and his participation in R&D project development naturally because they feared someone would poach him.

Liu Xiaotian, Fan Tianlei, Sharpshooter Fourth Company, Iron Fist Group.

Fan Tianlei, Sharpshooter Fourth Company, Instructor Gong Jian, Gong Jian.

「Hah…」 Fan Tianlei watched Liu Xiaotian skillfully press thirty bullets into a magazine with one hand, using the magazine's top to press the empty magazine catch on the gun; as the empty magazine fell away, he installed the loaded magazine, then with his left hand reversed the catch and single‑finger pulled the charging handle to chamber a round in one fluid motion, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh and said quietly to He Zhijun: "Brigade Commander, this kid's bullet‑pressing motion reminds me of someone."

Fan Tianlei, He Zhijun.

He Zhijun, He Weidong.

Fan Tianlei, He Weidong.

He Zhijun, He Weidong.

He Weidong, Wolf Fang Reconnaissance Battalion.

Liu Xiaotian, a greenhorn who has worn a uniform for less than half a year, how could he possibly be compared to that? At this point, Liu Xiaotian has already begun his assessment.

Starting from a 300‑meter distance, he performed tactical movements forward; for some reason he also threw in a forward roll.

One must say, this tactical maneuver, whether for display or combat, must be of excellent standard.

Moreover, compared with ornamental moves like backward falls and grapples, Liu Xiaotian's forward roll is definitely based on combat and can be called perfect.

Over a 100‑meter distance, he reached the firing position in sixteen seconds, a speed two seconds faster than Wang Yanbing before. Tactical advance is not a 100‑meter sprint; completing it in sixteen seconds puts this result among the top three in the entire Iron Fist Group.

Liu Xiaotian, Peng Donghai, Sixth Company Commander, Second Class Monitor.

Liu Xiaotian, Peng Donghai, Second Class Monitor.

Peng Donghai.

Liu Xiaotian, Sixth Company.

Liu Xiaotian, New Recruit Company.

Liu Xiaotian.

Liu Xiaotian, Peng Donghai.

Liu Xiaotian, Peng Donghai.

Liu Xiaotian, Peng Donghai.

Liu Xiaotian, Sixth Company Commander, Gong Jian.

Liu Xiaotian, Peng Donghai, Fourth Company Mess Hall.

Gong Jian.

But that smile really has a hint of 'a poor man striking gold' about it…

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Liu Xiaotian, Type 95 rifle.

Liu Xiaotian.

Liu Xiaotian, He Zhijun, Fan Tianlei, Peng Donghai.

Liu Xiaotian, Type 95 rifle.

Liu Xiaotian.

When pressing bullets with one hand, after he had pressed the tenth bullet, Liu Xiaotian finally came to his senses, a hint of astonishment rising in his heart.

Such a skill—he hadn't even seen it anywhere, let alone dared to imagine it.

Of course, that hint of astonishment vanished immediately, since he himself knew what was going on—it must be the effect of that firearms operation first‑class package.

But every detail and motion of that process seemed deeply etched into his mind.

Liu Xiaotian is absolutely confident that even without the system's aid later, he could repeat the process he just performed exactly as before! After three single shots, two bursts followed immediately.

Someone with sharp ears could tell that Liu Xiaotian's two bursts were three rounds and four rounds, seven bullets total, plus the single shots, making ten bullets in all.

If this isn't a coincidence, then the only thing that can be said is that Liu Xiaotian's control over the rifle in his hands is incredibly strong! (End of chapter)