Chapter 762: Can I Practice Shooting First? I Don't Know How Yet!

Why did he have to act like that?

Why be so honest?

He could have clearly pretended; if he had pretended and been friendly, he could have eaten rabbit meat!

Time passed very quickly; this time, the Gun King Special Training did not hesitate. It said five days, and it truly let people rest for five days.

An Yinan calculated the time, "The new training is about to begin."

Five days...

The timing was just right! Even the hour hand, minute hand, and second hand were not off by a single bit.

"Hello everyone, I am your new instructor. Welcome to the Heaven First Floor."

Using the lives of fifty people to go from hell to heaven.

"You can call me... Siweike." The man was white, spoke fluent English, had golden hair, and wore a smile; he looked like he had a very good temper.

But...

The fifty people who survived did not believe he truly had a good temper.

After all, how many people in the Gun King Special Training are normal?

"In my stage, you will have an easy time." Siweike smiled, and that shy smile on his face actually made people wonder, is this really the Gun King Special Training?

However...

The words he said afterward made everyone feel that this was indeed the Gun King Special Training.

"Marksmanship!"

"Hit and live, miss and die!" When Siweike talked about life and death, it was as if he were discussing today's weather—whether it was sunny or raining.

Zhang Qian was stunned, then looked at An Yinan beside him. A sixth sense? Are you sure?

An Yinan felt the gaze from the side, spread her hands, and shrugged. In fact, her sixth sense was more accurate than her own effective reasoning...

"Let me state the rules. Each of you is equipped with a small assistant, also called a bomber. He will fire at you at irregular times and from irregular positions. You can dodge, or you can directly raise your gun to attack and shoot down the bullets aimed at you," Siweike said in great detail, looking like a scholar.

Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he spoke again, "Today, I do not allow anyone to take potshots..."

"If I find out..."

His expression suddenly softened, and he looked like a beautiful Angel.

"Believe me, my Marksmanship is stronger than you think." That look was not a threat, yet it was better than a threat.

"Begin." At the order, Black-Clad Men were already standing in front of everyone.

Just at this moment...

"Wait!" A weak voice sounded in the ranks.

Siweike frowned and looked at the source of the voice. It was a woman, a woman from Huaxia. He had heard many people talk about her these past few days, but he didn't take it to heart; after all, there would always be outstanding people every time, but...

He did not like people who had no discipline!

"Um... can I practice shooting first? I don't know how yet!" An Yinan's words left everyone dumbfounded.

Siweike picked at his ear, and the scholarly air from just a moment ago vanished completely, "Say that again!"

"I said! I don't know how to shoot; I haven't specifically practiced it." An Yinan's voice had been very small before, but now she suddenly increased the volume, just to make sure this instructor with bad hearing heard clearly.

Siweike's face did not look good, "Is your country joking by sending you to participate in the special training?"

Either their country was joking, or this person was joking. Regardless of which it was, to show such disrespect to the Gun King Special Training meant this person...

Deserved to die!

Just at this moment, An Yinan frowned, "Who knew the Gun King Special Training had issues? I'm not even a regular soldier. You make me participate in some ghost special training, and you say I know how to shoot? Did I say I have good physical fitness?"

"You named me specifically and made me dive right in. I haven't even complained about you being childish, and you say I'm joking?"

"Who is the one joking, anyway?"

She didn't care; looking at Siweike, there was no grievance or resentment in her eyes.

Such a straightforward complaint was the most lethal.

In Siweike's earpiece, the awkward voice of Lao Weiya appeared, introducing the situation in Huaxia.

Only then did Siweike understand the situation. Leite was really becoming more and more regressive; using the Special Training Base to take revenge on someone—brains are a good thing to have!

"I allow you to train for one day, but..." Siweike looked at An Yinan.

"Only one day. Tomorrow, the progress must be consistent with everyone else. Do you understand?"

An Yinan's eyes lit up. One day was enough!

Her aim was sufficient; she just needed an understanding of firearms, as well as control over the guns and recoil. One day was enough for her to understand.

"Yes!" An Yinan immediately replied.

Siweike looked at her and shook his head again. A novice passing his stage? Ha! What a joke.

"You teach her."

The person previously assigned as a bomber now received the task of teaching. Although he was dressed in black and wore a black face mask, one could still see his helplessness.

"First, you need to understand the firearm..."

Since that person had accepted the task, he immediately explained it step by step. He dared not defy the words of Lord Siweike.

In this Base, apart from Lord Weiya, the most terrifying person was Lord Siweike.

He always had a faint smile; even when he reached his hand into someone's heart, his face wore this same smile, which had never changed.

An Yinan absorbed the information rapidly. Although she was a classified operative for the military, she had never trained in the military. For physical training, she relied on the Eight-Section Brocade and the training methods in her space, but she had truly never come into contact with Marksmanship training.

"Fire!" The bomber assigned to her dropped the colored flag directly. An Yinan's eyes focused, and she fired without hesitation.

That bomber looked through his binoculars and widened his eyes in disbelief, "Are you sure you haven't shot a gun before?"

The first shot was actually a nine-ring!

When he was practicing shooting, only two bullets from his first magazine hit the target; the rest all flew away.

This person is either a liar, or a genius.

"No!" An Yinan nodded.

She was skilled at using pebbles, and never had any trouble passing through security, but bullets and firearms were different, especially since one had to find their origin and source, which was too much trouble; she had always avoided using firearms and ammunition.

Although, on her person, she had always carried a gun.

"Continue!" That person's expression turned grave, "Fire!"

With the order given.

"Bang!"

It was the moment his colored flag fell that she pressed the trigger, and the bullet flew out.

"Ten rings!"

The person teaching had already begun to doubt himself; am I too useless?

"Continue!" For a time.

One shot, one watched, ten rings...

Ever since the first nine-ring shot, An Yinan understood the main factors: humidity and wind speed; every time before she pulled the trigger, she would quickly calculate in her mind, and then find the best offset position.

As expected...