"Captain Lin sure has guts, don't worry, it's just a friendly competition," Wang Dajun's eyes glead with excitent, rubbing his hands eagerly and getting ready to show off his precise shooting and take Lin Hai down a notch in front of the CEO.
Camp Commander Li smiled to himself, thinking that Lin Hai is still too young and impetuous, unable to withstand provocation, ready to watch him getting dominated by Wang Dajun.
The junior soldiers around also waited with bated breath, eager to see their once-elite Captain Wang demonstrating the prowess of the Viper.
Watching Wang Dajun's expression, Lin Hai thought: Does this guy never learn from getting hit? Has he forgotten the recent near bum-electrocution?
Wang Dajun picked up the pistol with familiarity, with a swift motion, he cocked it, loaded, aid, and positioned himself all in one fluid motion, seemingly forming a subtle connection with the gun, his eye calm and serpent-like as he took aim at the fixed chest ring target ahead.
Just this initial show-off was enough to demonstrate his familiarity and understanding of the gun, drawing a round of applause.
Ouyang Xiaoya also looked on with new respect; she had already experienced Wang Dajun's close-quarters skills, which were indeed impressive, not expecting his shooting to be equally good.
After doing all this, Wang Dajun also deliberately turned to look at Lin Hai with a smile.
The crowd's gaze followed to where Lin Hai stood, exuding a lazy deanor.
"Pick it up, Lin Hai, you can do it," Ouyang Xiaoya silently hoped.
anwhile, at another location, Xia Chuqing who was just using binoculars atop the white command building, had her attention drawn here.
She was eager to know whether this man, whose back seed so familiar, was the sa man who had fascinated her sister for so many years. She rembered how fast he drew his gun, reminiscent of spectacular Hollywood special effects as he shot his enemies. If he picked up the gun, she could tell if it was that man.
Lin Hai slowly reached out his hand, lightly touching the pistol on the table in front of him.
Then, as if he were completely unskilled, he hesitantly grabbed the gun in a clumsy manner.
Bang—
The pistol misfired, fortunately pointed straight ahead and injuring no one.
Lin Hai quickly covered the gun with both hands, his expression one of unskilled embarrassnt.
The crowd burst into laughter.
Even Camp Commander Li couldn't help but let a chuckle escape from his lips.
Wang Dajun was overjoyed to the extre, judging by Lin Hai's movents just now, he knew that this guy was very unfamiliar with guns and probably hadn't handled them much.
The junior soldiers around also seed to predict the outco of this shooting competition; the guy who dared to challenge Captain Wang was definitely a newbie.
"Ah, sorry, heh, it's been many years since I touched a gun," Lin Hai laughed it off casually.
Camp Commander Li and Wang Dajun shared a knowing smile without a word.
The junior soldiers, on the other hand, seed much more frivolous, casting disdainful looks.
When Lin Hai's gaze swept past Ouyang Xiaoya, he discovered the CEO was encouraging him with a supportive look, blinking and nodding her cute head vigorously.
Feeling the CEO's encouraging gaze, Lin Hai took a deep breath, still looking very unskilled as he lifted the pistol, his actions not following the proper sequence, and quite disjointed.
"Idiot, he's bound to lose," many people thought to themselves.
In the distance, inside the white command building, Xia Chuqing felt a bit disappointed too, as it seed it was not that man.
Observing the expressions and eyes of everyone around and capturing each detail, Lin Hai finally let out a sigh of relief, thinking to himself: "I managed to conceal the details of my initial grip on the gun."
His previous actions were entirely deliberate, perfectly playing on everyone's underestimating of him, tactfully showing no sign of his true skills.
Lin Hai took in everything, from the people's disdainful looks to Wang Dajun's mocking smile, and the CEO's silent support, forming his own ideas.
"Captain Lin, shall we start?" Wang Dajun asked with a light chuckle.
Lin Hai nodded and humbly added, "Captain Wang, please go easy on ."
However, to others, this ca across as a lack of confidence, as if he were indirectly pleading for rcy.
Wang Dajun's smile almost reached the back of his ears with excitent, but he still uttered hypocritically, "Rest assured, Master Lin, it's just a friendly contest, hehehe."
"Alright, let's begin, and show these recruits of one or two years what's what," Camp Commander Li said with a smile, waiting for Wang Dajun to make a good impression for the Viper team.
Upon hearing the signal to start, Lin Hai still aid at the distant chest ring target with apparent awkwardness.
At this mont, all attention was focused on Wang Dajun; after all, everyone believed he was the main actor in this contest.
No one noticed, under Lin Hai's sowhat lonely silhouette, his hidden, deep and sharp eyes, reminiscent of a dragon overlooking the earth, or an eagle soaring high in the skies, eying its prey.
Bang bang—
The gunshots of both n sounded almost simultaneously.
Wang Dajun's arm was steady; the recoil seed to have no effect on him.
Lin Hai's arm, however, shook violently.
rely from this detail, people felt that Lin Hai was no better than a common soldier.
The target spotter imdiately relayed the results.
"Captain Wang, ten rings."
"Lin Hai, off-target."
Lin Hai smiled casually, showing no trace of impatience or annoyance, only he knew that he had intentionally delayed a breath longer than Wang Dajun when firing his shot, with the bullet almost imdiately following into the ten rings.
"Continue?" Wang Dajun looked at Lin Hai with a suggestive smile, more pronounced now.
"Sure, I wasn't satisfied just now; maybe the next shot will be on mark," Lin Hai also said with a smile. Those around him heard this and could not help but curl their lips in disdain.
"Let's do this, I'll shoot first, then you follow, after all, we're sharing the sa target. Just in case I miss and you hit the ten rings, others might mistakenly think it's my shot, which wouldn't be fair," Wang Dajun said confidently, a tad too much, but everyone else seed to think his words were reasonable.
Lin Hai nodded, "That would be ideal."
The contest continued.
"Captain Wang, ten rings."
"Lin Hai, off-target."
"Captain Wang, ten rings."
"Lin Hai, off-target."
.....
For five consecutive shots, Lin Hai's results seed to be expectedly off-target.
There were even so sighs among the crowd.
Ouyang Xiaoya also felt conflicted inside, worried that this could hurt Lin Hai's self-esteem.
"Captain Lin, don't be discouraged. Marksmanship is developed by spending bullets over ti, you'll get better with practice. When you have ti, I'll teach you properly," Wang Dajun felt extrely delighted inside at this mont.
Camp Commander Li also prepared to "comfort" Director Lin with a grin.
Just as he was about to speak, suddenly the target spotter cried out in surprise over the communicator, "No, that's wrong, I was looking at it wrong, all wrong, this... this is impossible, this absolutely can't be, Lin Hai he...!"
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