Chapter 250: A Great Shot In The Eyes of Millions! A Stunning Six Hundred Seconds!

Chapter 250: A Great Shot In The Eyes of Millions! A Stunning Six Hundred Seconds!

Translator:Exodus TalesEditor:Exodus Tales

"First place? Are you, East Asia recruits, dreaming? This glory — our Europe has already won the title in succession for three years. You were only third in the previous session." With a prideful tone, three European recruits stood next Qin Fen's dining table.

"Stackhouse." Xing Wuyi used his middle finger to push the spectacles on the bridge of his nose, "I don't see you for a few days and you become this arrogant."

"Oh, Xing." Among the three, the short and lean recruit smiled and said, "If it was the past, I really would not dare to say this. But Peng is dead, and now there will be no better gunmen in the world than me."

"Nonono... Stackhouse, you are too conceited. We, the Americans will take the first place this year."

Three more recruits appeared. The military uniforms they had on showed their place of origin, America! The real hegemon of the Recruit Tournament!

"Andy?" The lean Stackhouse's thick eyebrows raised, "Your gunsmanship is indeed good, but it is still not good enough for first place."

Andy possessed wide shoulders and a big face. He smiled faintly with a glimpse of a forthright expression, "Peng is dead, therefore everyone is qualified to compete to be the Gun King among the recruits now, including me."

Xing Wuyi's eyes had a glint of sorrow.If the all-rounder Du Zhanpeng was still alive, how could these people be arrogant?

Qin Fen patted Du Peng, who had clenched his fists. He got up slowly and looked at the recruits from Europe and the United States, "Since this first place would have belonged to Du Zhanpeng originally, I will help him get first place in this category. You guys can stop fighting."

Both Stackhouse and Andy were in shock as they assessed Qin Fen. If it was said by Xing Wuyi, there would still be some weight to the words. After all, he was the buddy of the recruit Gun King, Du Zhanpeng. Such person who none had heard of before dared to speak like this? Oriental man, weren't they always known for their subtleties? What happened today?

Andy looked down at Qin Fen's long and smooth hands. In the web between his thumb and forefinger, as well as his index finger, there were no calluses from long periods of shooting. Andy's pupil shrunk into the size of two needle tips instantly.

These hands! It's too much like Du Zhanpeng's hands!

For a first-rate gunman, due to the long hours of gun practice on their usual days, there would be calluses in the web between the thumb and forefinger as well as the index finger. It was the silent glory medal of gunmen.

However, for super-class gunmen, their hands were always smooth without the slightest callus.

Any callus would affect and reduce the gunner's sense of the gun, and would prevent the gunman from reaching the perfect harmony between a man and gun as a whole.

Andy had a pair of smooth hands. Stackhouse also had a pair of smooth hands, but it was a little lacking compared to the smooth and slender hands of Du Zhanpeng.

"Fantastical orient." Andy looked up at Qin Fen slowly, "I am looking forward to your performance."

Stackhouse saw Qin Fen's hands and the initial pride on his face subsided, "Oriental man, it seems that you are a good opponent. However, I must win! Today, Napoleon Aerial Combat Team suddenly abstained, causing many to think that our European soldiers are cowards. I will prove that the European soldiers are the best soldiers of the Federation!"

"The recruits of you three continents are too confident. Have you forgotten abotu Africa?"

"And us, West Asia..."

The spacious canteen were gathered with a lot of soldiers, but it still didn't give off the feeling of overcrowdedness.

Qin Fen's dining table location felt completely out of touch with the canteen's spacious feeling.

Around the small table gathered new recruits from Earth's various continents.

The relaxed dining atmosphere experienced a sudden turn of event. The aura of power between the gunmen recruits collided with each other. Recruits who had more sensitive martial senses felt the change of the canteen's atmosphere at once, and they threw their gaze to the source.

Lin Ling put down the milk that had just been picked up and used her thumb and index finger to gently turn the cup. With a pair of cold eyes, she waited for the milk in the cup to ripple gently, "If you can figure out who is the best gunman is through plain words, what is the use of a competition? Whether you are the strongest or not, doesn't just depend on the words from your mouth. Just find out your levels at the shooting range."

The cold words wre like a basin filled with ice cold water as it repressed the fiery aura down again.

The recruits were silent for a few seconds. They turned to leave the table that belonged to the East Asian recruits.

Du Peng clenched his fists silently and his shoulders shivered slightly. The brother who used to be seen as an enemy turned out to not just have the luck of being noble-born. Not only did he have excellent martial arts skills, even his gunsmanship could suppress the recruits of other continents.

The scene of the mission of the day once again emanated from the mind.

Boom... boom...

The joints of his fists made a continuous cracking sounds.

Du Peng looked at the shaking table and whispered to himself, "If that day, I did not fight for it... if that day, I was not impatient..."

Remorse filled every cell in his brain.

Qin Fen returned to his seat and patted Du Peng's fist.

The little episode between the meal time ended with just a few cold words from Lin Ling.

After breakfast, the recruits who were competing began to rush to the venue. The recruits who weren't competing either went back to rest and recharge or simply chose a game to watch.

The Recruit Tournament represented the highest level of military skills among global recruits of various categories. Being able to watch could also be considered as an eye-opener.

Qin Fen arrived at the venue with shock. The shooting range he imagined turned out to be a huge building.

Around the building, there were also dozens of houses of varying sizes. Vacuum monitors were installed everywhere to detect every corner of the entire shooting range.

Outside the shooting range was a huge circular stadium that could accommodate tens of thousands of people!

Above the stadium, there was a multi-angled stereoscopic projection at the center that showed the inside and outside of the building, as well as the inside and outside of the cabin.

As recruits of the competition, they weren't allowed to know the environment of the game in advance. This was also to test the military's ability to adapt.

Qin Fen looked at the viewing platform that was almost full, and stood in a daze for a few seconds before turning his gaze onto Xing Wuyi's face that had doubt written all over it.

"Although the Recruit Tournament isn't something the whole Federation focused on, it still has some influence." Xing Wuyi pushed the gold-rimmed spectacles on the bridge of his nose, "Military enthusiasts everywhere show great interest in this. In order to generate income, the army..."

"Understood."

Qin Fen smiled and walked to the player's seat, secretly admiring the military dignitaries who came up with the idea of generating income. They indeed had an economic brain.

"Qin Fen..." Du Peng called out and said to Qin Fen, who turned around, "You must win first place!"

Qin Fen raised his arm up high and gave a thumbs up, "Ready the warm hug upon my victory."

"Okay!" Du Peng's promised.

Due to special reasons, for today's pistol shooting championship, Du Peng had a more intense desire to win than Qin Fen.

The pistol shooting competition hadn't begun yet, but recruits from all continents had already arrived.

The audience in the viewing platform had entered the battle state one step ahead of the players. Many people had began to buy gambling tickets from the military. The huge viewing platform took the lead in the fun.

"Jia Jia, are you really not going to say hello to Old Qin now?"

In the corner of the viewing platform, Lin Liqiang was wearing the most trendy casual suit with a slanted tie, holding a large popcorn bucket in his hand. From the viewing platform, he was looking for the beautiful woman dressed in military uniform with great interest.

"He will be competing soon. I don't want to affect his mood."

Beside Lin Liqiang, Song Jia, who hadn't seen Qin Fen for many days was wearing a low-key female black suit and was staring at Qin Fen in the crowd using a telescope.

"Oh? Jia Jia, who is unruly and self-centered, seems to have grown up." Lin Liqiang's excited expression seemed exaggerated, "It seems that the power of love is really great!"

"Great your *ss!" Song Jia grabbed a handful of popcorn and slammed it into Lin Liqiang's mouth that was opened because of the exaggeration.

"Wuwuwu..." Lin Liqiang swallowed the popcorn with difficulty and faked a terrified expression, "Do you want to kill me? Be careful or I will tell your earlier actions to Old Qin. I will let him see your fake gentleness and the true face of an angry woman..."

"You dare..." Song Jia grabbed two handfuls of popcorn and made a threat.

"Fine!" Lin Liqiang tilted his head like the savage martyrs in the war, "I'm scared! You win..."

Song Jia laughed out loud. She was a little worried for sneaking out from home. Yet after she was entangled by Lin Liqiang, her worries disappeared without a trace.

Picking up the telescope again and looking through the lens, Song Jia opened her cherry lips slightly and screamed in surprise, "Ah..."

Qin Fen, who was in the telescope, was using a pair of shimmering eagle eyes to look through the lens at her.

Among the crowd of thousands of people, Qin Fen felt a special gaze. As he looked back at the beautiful woman who appeared enchanting in the crowd, his heart trembled slightly.

With a gentle smile, Qin Fen sat back onto the player's seat. He looked silently at the huge stereoscopic projection that rotated gently in the sky, as well as the counter on the table in front of him. Every time a recruit participant finished a game, the score and name would stay on it.

Unlike other folk competitions, the army didn't have a lengthy speech from the commanding officer.

With the arrival of the game time, the player headset that Qin Fen was wearing announced the name of the first player - Lin Ling, the recruit of East Asia.

A female soldier?

The audience whispered at the same time. Although there were many women who stood at the top of the mountain in today's era, it was still somewhat unexpected to have a woman be the first to appear in the recruit competition.

"Wow! What a beauty!" Lin Liqiang stared at Lin Ling who was stepping into the arena through the telescope and praised her continuously, "Jia Jia, this woman is extraordinarily pretty! Her beauty is not at all inferior to you. Plus with that military uniform, she is more attractive to men than you are. In modern times, there are not many men who can resist the temptation of uniforms. Be careful, your Qin Fen might be snatched away."

"Uniform?" Song Jia said in disdain, she puffed her chest in the women's suit forcefully, "Mine is also..."

Lin Liqiang looked at Song Jia from a side angle. From an objective point of view, this woman was really beautiful. It's a pity... this woman was only gentle to Qin Fen...

"What you're wearing is indeed a uniform." Lin Liqiang had to nod, "Woman's suit, bib, small tie, coupled with your arrogant figure, be careful that Qin Fen will do something to you out of impulse..."

"Go away...nonsense." Song Jia took a sip of her drink. Her face became rosy and shy instantly.

"Oh my god..."

The audience on the spectator platform exclaimed unanimously.

Lin Liqiang looked up quickly at the stereoscopic image through the monitor. Among the complex high-rise buildings, various cardboard model bandits with long guns sprinted out.

These cardboard models were extremely fast compared to the training in the army. Many of them were holding a hostage model in front of them, revealing only half a forehead, or a even a smaller gap.

Lin Ling, who entered the game, drew her small gun in a stylish manner. Most of the cardboard models that only showed half of their heads, or half of their body, were hit by the bullets.

The cardboard model appeared extremely fast, in a speed that no one could react to in time. There was almost no time to change the bullets. There were also hostage cardboard models that mingled among them. It was easy for a person to misfire and shoot the hostages with such rapid firing speed.

Lin Ling, who was in the high-rise building, had the speed of changing the clips that made all the audience react. She even suppressed the cardboard model so that they wouldn't be able to fire shots at her despite the cardboard models appearing rapidly in front of her.

Another piece of cardboard popped up. It was a hostage!

Peng!

With the gunshot, the cardboard head of the hostage exploded.

The audience in their seats gave off a unanimous sigh. The perfect progress in the early stage had actually faced a mistake at this point.

Before the sound of sighs fell, the plastic skin on the cardboard hostage had slipped to the ground.

The appearance behind the hostage costume was actually a set of bandit outfit! This cardboard hostage was faked by the bandits.

Millions of people were shocked. The sound of exclamations rushed into the sky. The clouds in the sky seemed to be washed away by the sound waves.

Terrifying! Amazing!

Under such a rapid firing speed, she could still distinguish the bandit despite his hostage cover!

Military enthusiasts knew that this cardboard model had appeared in previous competitions. However, the gunners could only discover and shoot at it after the bandit's clothes fell off.

It had never happened before where a recruit in the competition discovered and shot the cardboard model successfully before their clothes fell off.

Such quality, if there were no problems in the later period, in any competition, could make the champion of that competition break into cold sweat.

It was a superior strength that could snatch the first place!

The cardboard model appeared like a tidal wave. Lin Ling's performance was like a high-speed computing calculator. The shot of each bullet was certain to kill a cardboard model bandit.

In the face of cardboard models that came like a tide, Lin Ling was like a huge roller thatcrushed every piece of cardboard in front of her completely!

As she rushed out of the high-rise buildings broke through the various bandits' crossfire from the surrounding buildings, Lin Ling left the battlefield safely with only a short gun in her hand, leaving behind countless bandit models that suffered critical hits.

A hundred percent accuracy with the completion time of six hundred seconds. The perfection of an S rank!

Stackhouse twisted his neck stiffly and looked at Andy, who also turned his neck and looked at him with the same stiffness.