Chapter 763: You have passed

"Ten rings..."

That person had already frozen; was there any need for further training?

I don't want to teach anymore; I want to go home.

"Switch to moving targets." Siweike's command reached that person's ears.

"Yes!"

"We're switching to moving targets; no one is going to stand there, motionless, waiting for you to shoot them." The person explained as he turned back to walk away.

An Yinan didn't speak; she picked up her gun, wiped it gently, and then followed behind that person as he left.

Previously, Chen Xun and Zhang Qian were both very worried. Others might not know, but they knew that it wasn't that Nan Nan had never touched a gun; in fact, she had touched them in Huaxia, but the guns she had touched were too few, and they were not the same type or model as the ones used at the training Base.

On the other side...

"Fire!" That person waved a colored flag.

An Yinan was focused; her speed was a little slower than with the fixed target, but it was only a matter of an instant.

She squinted one eye and fired quickly.

"Bang!"

That person immediately picked up the binoculars and then announced the score, "Six rings!"

Six rings...

Six rings on a moving target...

Although it seemed low, this was the first shot!

"Continue, fire!" came the order.

This time the speed was much faster; An Yinan fired instantly, "Bang!"

"Ten rings..."

Damn it, what kind of monster is this!

"Fire!"

"Bang!"

"Ten rings!"

One cycle of actions, until... the last bullet was fired, and the instructor's mouth twitched slightly.

He seemed to have nothing left to teach.

Currently, from the start of the lesson until now, only an hour and a half had passed!

"Proceed with today's live-fire training!" Siweike had been watching this side the whole time. Seeing the situation, his eyes narrowed. This accuracy didn't look like someone who had never touched a gun, but the very first shot had looked so unfamiliar. Could a person's learning speed really be this fast?

"Yes!" The instructor over there immediately agreed, then looked at An Yinan.

"We are going to start today's live-fire mission."

"The so-called live-fire mission means I will shoot at you; I won't necessarily say when I'll shoot, nor will I necessarily shoot at any specific position."

"However..."

"You must use your bullets to strike back and knock down the bullets I fire." He said it very quickly.

An Yinan looked at him, then raised an eyebrow, "Okay."

She gently touched her bullets; she liked the recoil, and now she was already somewhat used to it.

"Are you ready?" The instructor specifically reminded her before firing at her, though the position was not one that would threaten her life.

An Yinan squinted her eyes; the bullet's speed was too fast, and it was too difficult for her to aim. By the time she wanted to pull the trigger, it was already too late.

She quickly shifted her body; the mental process was complex, but it all happened in an instant.

"Bang!" Another shot came.

An Yinan's eyes narrowed slightly; she quickly raised her gun and fired without thinking, but...

Her hurried action still resulted in an error. When she dodged again, it was a bit too late; the bullet grazed her arm, leaving a bloody streak.

Fortunately, it was only a flesh wound and didn't hit any bone.

It must be said that with a threat to life, human potential is infinite.

Injury upon injury!

After being injured three times, An Yinan could react quickly. The moment the gunshot rang out, she could immediately distinguish the position, judge the distance, and then counterattack.

One by one, for her, it no longer required brain calculation but had formed into an instinct.

"Take a break." The instructor looked at the woman covered in blood, his eyes filled with admiration.

Those wounds were not heavy, nor were they fatal, but the pain that came with them was not lacking in the slightest. There were three wounds on her arm; every time she dodged, the arm ended up injured. Another wound was by her ear; it was just a hair's breadth away from her ear being blown off.

But she seemed unable to feel the pain, because of her rapid gun-raising movements, the blood from her arm had already flowed into a patch.

An Yinan sat directly on the ground, only then emerging from that subtle sensation. Looking at the wounds on her arm, she bared her teeth; damn it, it really hurt.

She took a Small Silver Pill directly from her pocket, then crushed it and sprinkled it onto her various wounds, without cleaning or bandaging them.

"You are very talented." The instructor praised.

His own aptitude was average, but he had seen geniuses, and those people were still slightly inferior to this woman.

"Thank you, but you don't need to go easy on me." An Yinan looked at him and smiled gently.

During the morning training, her instructor had gone easy on her, sometimes even giving early warnings. Now that the two of them were training it was fine, but if it were multi-person training, these would become her habits.

"Good!"

The instructor looked at her, then smiled and agreed immediately.

"Let's begin."

Siweike had been watching this side the whole time. Seeing An Yinan stand up, she was like an indomitable cockroach; that tenacious will was enough to make people think highly of her.

"Not bad, right?" Weiya asked with a chuckle.

Siweike turned his head abruptly and frowned, "The person you've taken a fancy to, it wouldn't be her, would it?"

He did not distinguish between national borders, but intuitively, he felt that this person was not someone who would stay out of trouble.

"It is her," Weiya answered affirmatively.

At this moment, Siweike began to re-evaluate An Yinan; a qualified Gun King is different from the owner of the Gun King Special Training.

One only needs to reach the standard, but the other requires an examination of character, intelligence, and ruthlessness!

"These days, you haven't returned, but she has given me many surprises," Lao Weiya lay on the rocking chair, swaying back and forth, his gray hair swaying along with his movements.

"I will go find Changsheng and Aila to talk."

As for Leite...

His opinion is biased and does not possess any reference value.

"Hmm," Weiya did not speak, only slowly closed his eyes.

On the other side, this time the grenadier no longer held back, gave no prior warning, and even began to change positions rapidly.

Sometimes An Yinan could react quickly, and sometimes she would pause slightly, and then a new wound would be added to her body; before the old wounds healed, new ones arrived.

By the end of the day...

"Bang."

The gunshot had just rung out when An Yinan raised her gun and fired back, "Bang."

Following that was the sound of a bullet hitting the ground; every movement, the arc of that raised gun, seemed to have formed a kind of muscle memory.

"You have already passed," that grenadier ran over from a distance and walked to An Yinan's side.

Watching her go from unfamiliar to familiar, and now to this point, reacting rapidly.

It was only a single day's time, and even he, having experienced it personally, felt it was incredible.