"The weather’s not bad today."
Although it was August in the real world, it was winter in the ga. No snow was falling, just a cold wind brushing against my body and sweeping across the map before disappearing. But today, there was sothing different in my peripheral vision—an elent that wasn't usually there.
Three thousand viewers.
Logically, maintaining this montum indefinitely would be impossible, but on the flip side, it ant that for now, I held the reins of this vast crowd.
With that in mind, Harmony ca to my thoughts. Was this the kind of scene she faced all the ti? The thought crossed my mind but didn't linger. Ultimately, no one else could handle this situation but .
All I could do was show what I was capable of. But before that…
**- Please open donations! Please open donations! Please open donations! Please open donations!!!
Just give us the donation link already, I’m going crazy here—I’ve got 500,000 won ready!
They’re going nuts because they can’t spend their money, LOL
Shooting range! Shooting range! Shooting range! Shooting range!
Ti attack mission right away, LOL**
It seed like the first thing I needed to handle was this chaos surrounding donations or whatever it was. It felt like I had gone from riding a wild stallion to watching a fish tank full of hundreds of hungry fish. Of course, considering that I was holding the jar of fish food, it made sense.
As I sat in a corner of the base and tinkered with settings, I quickly figured out what donations were all about. It was a feature where viewers could send money along with ssages or mission requests to the strear.
I could set the minimum donation amount, but most strears seed to go with a base of 1,000 won. And when soone sent a large amount, many strears would show their appreciation with a reaction or sothing like that.
Did I really need to do that?
"…I’ve figured out how to enable donations, but I should let you know that I won’t be reacting much, no matter how much you donate. Keep that in mind. The sa goes for missions."
Since this was more of a broadcast for my own satisfaction, I figured that should be okay. I pushed the visually overwhelming chat window aside and turned on the donation feature. It wouldn’t take long for the notice to pop up at the top of the chat.
After a quick check of my gun, I made sure everything was in working order. The zeroing seed fine, but I couldn’t trust it completely. Firing so shots myself would be the most accurate test.
So today’s session would, as always, start at the shooting range. I’d verify the zeroing with so shots at various distances, then get into the real shooting practice.
As soon as I opened donations, they started pouring in like a flood.
**
LOL got the first donation! Annoying, right?**
Or…
**
Complete five rounds of any PVP match.**
But I headed to the shooting range without much thought. It was my first stream, and since I hadn’t decided whether I’d stream regularly in the future, I figured I could do whatever I wanted for now.
My motto was starting to take shape.
"I haven’t finished the main quests yet, so I’ll clear those after warming up at the shooting range. I’ll decide on the missions you’ve submitted after evaluating them."
In short, you could say…
I don’t want to do what you’re telling to do.
I couldn’t help but think it was a pretty laid-back decision.
"CQB is fundantally not about performance. It’s a systematic thod of killing designed to minimize your own damage and maximize the enemy’s."
Gunfire erupted, and deafening roars filled the air. The acrid smoke stung my nose as it filled the space.
Amidst it all, a calm, gentle voice resonated.
"The weapons, explosives, and even the type of armor you use should all vary depending on the enemy you’re facing and the terrain you’re operating in—if possible."
After clearing one room and before moving on to the next, I spoke as if explaining to students, carefully sharing insights drawn from my accumulated experience. Words backed by specific actions carried far more weight than re talk, and those gathered for my first stream were quickly being drawn into what I was saying.
And to be honest, those who found it boring had likely already switched to another stream by this point.
**"It’s a form of evolution and adaptation, or you can think of it as an advanced ga of rock-paper-scissors. You consider the enemy’s condition, weapons, and armor, then make your decisions accordingly.
You all probably already know this. For heavily armored enemies, you need high-penetration rounds, but for lightly armored targets, that’s not necessary."**
Then, onto the next room.
Like cutting a cake slice by slice, I swiftly eliminated all visible enemies from the doorway and checked the room’s blind spots.
If necessary, I’d use the flashbang I was carrying, and if a malfunction occurred, I’d naturally switch to my secondary weapon to ensure the enemy was fully neutralized.
There was no wasted movent, and as a result, the ti required to clear each room was reduced.
"But once you’re in combat, all you can rely on is your own and your teammates' skills. In a way, CQB is the ultimate test of both your mind and body."
Then I reached the final room.
Despite having cleared more than ten rooms, each containing at least three enemies on average, and having provided nurous additional explanations along the way, it took just under three minutes to complete the killhouse.
Each room took about 7 seconds on average, with the longest taking 9 seconds.
As expected, soone finally chid in.
**
Teacher, we just can’t shoot that cleanly.**
"…Ah. That’s not sothing I can really help with."
I hit a wall sooner than expected.
**- You failed to teach , 'Yujin.'
Maybe your learning ability is just broken?
Teacher, if you taught your online course like this, you’d get refund bombed.
I get what you’re saying, but the bar is too high, LOL.
It’s easy, LOL. Just practice shooting for 15 hours a day, right?**
There are said to be different types of geniuses in the world.
Sure, there are simple geniuses, but perhaps the true geniuses are those who can teach others what they’ve learned. Teaching what you know is a challenge in itself.
One thing’s for sure… I’m not particularly talented at teaching.
I’ve always known that, actually.
The reason I was selected as an operator was partly because of that—I survived by improvising my combat techniques rather than relying on a vast amount of experience.
I probably should have paid more attention during instructor training.
But it’s not like I don’t have my grievances.
I’ve fired countless rounds in practice, enough to fill a standard container and then so. I’ve practiced plenty, but…
I’ll have to think more about this later.
For now, it was better to share sothing that could bring results in a short period.
"It’s hard to pinpoint one thing you need to do, but improving your basic accuracy is crucial. Let show you a good practice drill for that."
I waved my hand to set up a target and then brought it to life.
A terrorist appeared 25 ters ahead, holding a hostage by the neck and using them as a shield while fleeing.
It was a shooting drill that Delta Force instructors had relentlessly put through. It was designed to hone both shooting skills and nerve, so you could maintain accuracy even in high-pressure situations.
I carefully aid for the head and continued my explanation.
"People say you need precise aim tracking to hit moving targets, but that’s just one thod."
As I continued, I explained that while things change if the target moves unpredictably, most enemies tend to maintain their initial direction and speed.
It was a lot like a rhythm ga. Instead of moving your body to align the crosshairs with the target’s head, you set the crosshairs along the expected path and fired at the precise mont.
But while it was easy to say, it took a lot of trial and error and practice to master bullet drop and speed.
All special forces operators weren’t just born with this ability. They shot until such seemingly impossible feats beca second nature.
I held my breath slightly, confird the enemy’s head was perfectly aligned with my crosshairs, and pulled the trigger reflexively. The hologram shattered and scattered.
I half-ignored the amazed reactions in the chat and added,
**"Ultimately, all of this is just practice to hit what you want, when you want. So just keep in mind that this is one way to do it.
Since the goals of all the viewers watching my stream might be different, think first about which aspects you want to improve. Then I can help point out specific areas for you."**
**- What? Does this an 1-on-1 coaching content?
That’s one way to milk the content, LOL.
Teacher, didn’t you secretly want to stream all along?
Is this person a pro gaming coach who got bored and decided to stream?
Fact: You can guess Yujin’s curriculum from MintCat’s stream.**
**
What do you think of Mint Flavored Cat from next door?**
"At first… I thought it might be tough for her, but honestly, she’s above average. Her ntal strength and perseverance are definitely way above that of a typical person. Even when she says it’s hard, she keeps up with my pace…."
…Maybe it’s her stubbornness and ntal fortitude as a content creator—or a garbage ga connoisseur, I should say—that’s kept her going.
And as if to confirm my cheeky thoughts, the chat continued.
**- If you keep finding all sorts of weird gas, your ntal toughness will naturally improve, LOL.
No one’s more obsessed with trash gas…
Well, she has more ntal fortitude training than others, LOL.
I can see it… Yujin suffering in the future….
It’s a well-established fact, even recorded in the Samguk Sagi, that Harmony’s friends are destined to receive terrible ga recomndations.**
Sothing about the chat seed ominous, but surely, they wouldn’t recomnd a ga that was too difficult for … right?
Hoping that future wouldn’t co, I stood up.
"…Anyway, I suppose I’m in no position to lecture, given that I haven’t even cleared the main missions. This is just hypothetical, but if I do start streaming, let’s revisit this topic after I’ve achieved so in-ga accomplishnts."
My next destination was West Point—the U.S. Military Academy.
Normally, you’d have to sneak in via boat along the Hudson River, but after completing so side quests with Harmony, I unlocked various transportation options, including a helicopter.
As I called in the helicopter, I added,
"I’ll need to clear so missions first. I’ll try climbing the PVP ranks after I’ve chosen a category."
There was still plenty left that I hadn’t explored.
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