"Snipers are born to be snipers."
Yang Xiaojin was lying prone behind a mound and had completely concealed herself in the bushes and grass. If someone were to look down from the sky, it would be very difficult for them to notice that there was someone there.
At this moment, Yang Xiaojin said to Ren Xiaosu, who was also lying prone next to her, "According to our training, a person's sense of balance and the stability of their higher nervous activity are predetermined from the day they're born. These words might not be in line with the scientific definition of biology, but we're used to calling them that."
"It's not just talent, but also personality. Personality is something that's very difficult to nurture and change." Yang Xiaojin said, "There are 16 types of personality traits that can be used to determine a person's characteristics. The first type is introversion and extroversion. If we calculate it on a ten-point scale, in the sniper profession, a score of zero represents introversion and indecisiveness, while a score of ten represents risk-taking and daring. A sniper's score has to be higher than a score of five, but it also has to be lower than a score of eight."
Ren Xiaosu asked, "What's your score?"
"Eight," Yang Xiaojin answered.
In fact, this answer was also within Ren Xiaosu's expectations. After all, a person's Perfect Firearms Proficiency had to be perfect in every aspect. If there was even a single flaw, it could not be considered perfect.
"Let's talk about the training methods for the day after tomorrow." Yang Xiaojin said, "Your body has to be stable and your breathing has to be even. This is all so that the moment you pull the trigger, the bullet will hit the spot you want it to hit. At that moment, all the hormones in your body will have to be in service to that bullet. All of this requires a long period of training to achieve. "
"There's also biofeedback training. When a sniper encounters a situation, he can't have his heart race and sweat profusely like a normal person," Yang Xiaojin said.
Ren Xiaosu was taken aback. "How are we supposed to train that? Isn't that against our biological instincts?"
It was no wonder Yang Xiaojin's personality seemed a little cold. Upon closer inspection, there was actually a calmness that completely restrained her instincts behind her strong self-control.
It was just like how she had covered for Ren Xiaosu on the rooftop earlier. When she saw that the Experimentals were about to touch her, she could still calmly pull the trigger and escape at the last moment.
That day, Luo Xinyu was almost scared to death. Luo Xinyu almost thought that she would not be able to pick up Yang Xiaojin.
Yang Xiaojin said, "There's a way to train in biofeedback. For example, I had a training program where I immersed both my arms in two buckets of water, one with cold water and the other with hot water. After training to a certain extent, I could even make one arm two degrees hotter than the other through psychological suggestion."
Ren Xiaosu said in surprise, "You can do that? Can you do it now? Let me try … "
Yang Xiaojin rolled her eyes at him. "The goal of this training isn't to lower the temperature of the hands, but to allow the sniper to master his own instincts. When he wants to take a deep breath, his heartbeat will immediately drop."
Ren Xiaosu finally understood that the difference between his and Yang Xiaojin's sniping skills was not just a little bit. That was the success that Yang Xiaojin had gained after spending several years on it, so how could it possibly be replicated by a Basic Skill Duplication Scroll?
It was no wonder that even the Perfect Skill Duplication Scroll could only replicate master-level skills. That was because if he wanted to achieve Perfect mastery in every skill, he would have to put in a lot of effort.
Of course, that was excluding the skill to annoy people. That skill seemed to be innate and did not need to be trained.
Ren Xiaosu asked curiously, "Why do you, a girl, want to practice firearms?"
"I like it." Yang Xiaojin said, "It's a power that can protect me."
Her words made Ren Xiaosu suddenly feel that only people who lacked a sense of security would seek the power to protect themselves.
"Is it hard?" Ren Xiaosu said with a sigh.
"I'd be lying if I said it's not hard." Yang Xiaojin said, "But I enjoy it."
"Why did you come out into the wilderness to practice your marksmanship?" Ren Xiaosu asked.
"It's for desensitization training." Yang Xiaojin explained, "It's so that I won't have any psychological reactions when I see corpses, blood, and death."
Ren Xiaosu looked at Yang Xiaojin in a daze. He wondered what this girl had been through.
At this moment, Yang Xiaojin wondered, "We've been waiting here for a day. Why haven't any bandits passed by? This used to be a path that bandits had to pass by."
They had been lying here for a day. On one hand, Yang Xiaojin wanted to see if Ren Xiaosu had the qualities to become a sniper. On the other hand, she was also observing the bandits' movements here.
In the end, Yang Xiaojin realized that Ren Xiaosu seemed to be able to endure it just like her. He had been lying in the bushes for more than eight hours, but Ren Xiaosu did not even change his posture.
And what surprised Yang Xiaojin the most was that although Ren Xiaosu did not change his posture and did not move at all, she could clearly sense that Ren Xiaosu had been tensing up his muscles and then relaxing them.
This was to promote his blood circulation and keep his muscles in a relaxed state.
Yang Xiaojin did not doubt that if there was any danger at this moment, Ren Xiaosu, who had been lying on the ground all day, would still be able to quickly enter a high-intensity battle.
How did this young man train?
She slowly got up from the ground. "Let's go. Something might have happened to the bandits' lair here. Let's go and have a look."
With that, Yang Xiaojin walked in the direction she remembered. An hour later, she stood in a col and frowned as she looked at the white skeletons.
The surroundings were filled with mud kilns dug out by the bandits. There were wooden tables, chairs, and benches inside, but they had lost their original color and were covered in a layer of solidified black.
This was the state of blood after it had dried up for a long period of time.
"This place has been looted." Yang Xiaojin said, "I don't know who did it. There are bullets and bullet casings on the ground, and the firearms and motorcycles have all been taken away."
Ren Xiaosu looked at the skeletons on the ground. There were even animal teeth marks on the bones. "Are there any women in the bandits' lair?"
"Most of them do. They usually go to town or the factories to kidnap women back," Yang Xiaojin said.
"There aren't any skeletons of women or children here," Ren Xiaosu said.
"They've probably been looted by other bandits. That's strange. Why would someone target such a poor group of bandits?" Yang Xiaojin said, "It looks like the valley isn't as peaceful as it used to be. There's also some internal strife among the bandits. In the past, they would never kill each other. The people who support them with funds have been maintaining some sort of balance and order behind the scenes."
"Someone's trying to unify the bandits in the valley? Is that possible? "Ren Xiaosu asked.
"It's possible, but we'll have to go to other places to observe to be sure." Yang Xiaojin replied, "Let's go. There's no value in this place anymore."
The two of them continued heading Northwest. Up ahead was Mt. Daban. In Yang Xiaojin's memory, that would be the first small human settlement they would encounter along the way.
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