Chapter 783: The Story of Ling and Heng
Chapter 783: The Story of Ling and Heng (46)
When Feng Ling heard his words, she did not appear flustered at all. Instead, she smiled calmly and reached up to tug aside her collar slightly. She pointed at the white fabric inside: "This is the bulletproof vest Drillmaster Han distributed to me during my participation in the riskier missions. Since there'll be an evaluation on our shooting skills today, I was worried there would be any mistakes or danger. I'm still young, it's better to treasure my life. So I thought it's better to put on my bulletproof vest. Don't you think it's very well-fitted?"
He watched as Feng Ling naturally tugged her shirt down by quite a bit. After a careful glance, he confirmed that she was really wearing a bulletproof vest.
When he glanced further down, although her shirt wasn't fully tugged down, from this angle, her chest also appeared flat. Clearly, it was completely different from his hallucination.
Although he strongly felt that, what he had touched yesterday... was definitely not a hallucination...
But from the way things appeared, that was completely unrelated to Feng Ling.
Nanheng's complexion was heavy, mild, and unruffled. Feng Ling then neatened up her shirt and turned toward him composedly: "Boss, I'll definitely work hard during the long-range sniper assessment today. I won't let you down."
"En." At this moment, Nanheng was suddenly at a loss for words. He only made a sound of agreement and did not say more.
Feng Ling then nodded respectfully. She then said she was heading to the shooting range and turned to leave.
Finally, as Feng Ling's figure faded from his vision, Nanheng's expression became heavier and darker. He glanced upstairs in suspicion before looking in the direction of K's room.
Even if he drank too much last night, he couldn't have become muddle-headed to that extent. How did he manage to make such a mistake? How could he have gone to the wrong place?
More importantly, even if he didn't look for the wrong person, why did he come to look for Feng Ling in the middle of the night?
Fuck.
Was it really time to marry a woman and to correct his own desires?
Nanheng turned around with a cold expression. He abruptly noticed K who had just stepped out of his room. The moment K saw him, he seemed to have become a mouse who had noticed a nearby cat. He immediately shrunk back in fear.
It was as though last night, he was really almost forcefully taken.
Nanheng pursed his lips and headed downstairs with a cold expression.
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It was currently spring in Los Angeles and rain was frequent. One moment, the sky was clear and bright and in the next, a heavy downpour appeared.
Within one day, the sky fluctuated several times. This was already the third bout of heavy downpour today.
At ten in the morning, the sniper selection assessment began. The assessment took up two hours and thirty people were separated into six groups. They were tested based on stamina, 100-meter shooting, shooting precision, movement shooting abilities, and five hundred meter shooting. Boss Li and the various drillmasters were all present. There were even leaders and instructors from America's SWAT team in attendance. They discussed the scores together and evaluated the performances from every angle. There would be absolutely no mistake in the scoring for this examination.
Long-range shooting from a five hundred meters distance was not something anyone would be able to achieve simply. It required sharp vision, keen senses, and the precision of one's shooting, all of which were equally important. Particularly, under circumstances where the enemy was moving rapidly, they needed to be able to make split-second decisions on how to shoot. For this, they needed to have a good perception, strong observational skills, and good deduction skills. Only by observing the enemy's movement, could they deduce where to fix the target of their bullet. Only then, they would be able to fire accurately.
Today's weather was particularly testing. Firing at a distant, moving target under the wind and rain was especially difficult for a group of newbies who had never received long-distance training. Those with poor strength could only rely on their luck, but with the heavy downpour, there was little luck to speak of.
Among thirty individuals, in the end, only five made it.
The best performing individuals were Feng Ling and K. The other three also performed quite well. With long term training, they would surely become outstanding long-range snipers as well.
This bout lasted for two whole hours.
At last, the final test was to hit the center of a moving target fixed at one hundred meters away. So long as they were even slightly away from the center, they would fail.
What reassured all of the examiners, including Nanheng, was that all five of them had passed. Despite the intense downpour, they were all able to hit the target precisely. However, it was clear that one of them had relied on luck, and his judgment skills weren't sufficiently precise. He had subconsciously fired a shot but it was the wind that allowed him to hit the mark.
From the beginning, the base had planned to select five individuals amongst the thirty of them.
Coincidentally, five of them had passed. Although the remaining twenty-five felt disappointed, but they knew it was their own abilities that had let them down. They could only blame their own precision.
By now, Han Jin had become the main drillmaster of a particular team. He was no longer in a vice position. He entered the range to comfort the remaining twenty-five individuals, reassuring them that there would be another assessment next year. With more long-range snipers, they would have a higher chance of success when dealing with enemies. Thus, they definitely would not reject anyone who showed good abilities.
After giving a long speech, the representatives from the police force also spoke for quite some time. Finally, it was Nanheng's turn. As he was the person in charge of this base, by principle, he needed to encourage all of the members who had the rights to stand here and receive training. At the same time, he also chatted with Han Jin and the representatives from the police force to determine the ways to train the five people who had passed.
When everything finally ended, it was one in the afternoon.
Originally, there was supposed to be a celebration after the assessment. As the representatives from the police force were here, they also wanted to take the opportunity to provide good hospitality to them with the celebration as an excuse.
They had even invited an external chef to the cafeteria to provide food for the celebration.
However, at 1:30 p.m., when Nanheng left to a meeting room to chat about future partnerships and current goals, several people abruptly received important phone calls.
After Xiao Xu received the call, he glanced at the various police representatives who were answering their phones with stern expressions and leaned down to whisper into Nanheng's ear.
Several seconds later, like a conditioned reflex, everyone present stood up and stepped out of the meeting room.
Following this, the rescue team from the base rushed out within three minutes. They were all properly dressed in their combat attire and stood orderly to wait for instructions.
Nanheng was expressionless as he retrieved his special combat attire hung against the wall. He placed it on as he stepped out.
He took a glance at the dense clouds and heavy rain; it was only afternoon, yet the sky was heavily obscured by the clouds, causing barely any light to pass through.