"What's the matter?" Su Zhixing asked with a smile after hearing their conversation.
"Take a look for yourself." Mu Chengzhou handed the binoculars to Su Zhixing. He then turned to Wang Yao said, "Dr. Wang, why don't you try shooting a machine gun again?"
"OK!" Wang Yao picked up the automatic rifle and pulled the trigger. Half a magazine of bullets flew out. Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! The target 100 meters away made crisp clanging sounds.
"Are you serious?!" Su Zhixing put down the binoculars and rubbed his eyes hard. He then looked up at Wang Yao, who was standing beside him.
"Brother-in-law, tell me the truth. Have you really never practiced before?"
"No."
"Then do you know the results of your shooting just now?"
"About the tenth or ninth ring?" Wang Yao asked. The distance of 100 meters was a bit exaggerated, but with his current extraordinary eyesight, he could actually see the number of rings on the target. His posture of holding the gun was very stable. There was basically no shaking of the gun. When an automatic rifle was continuously fired, there was a certain amount of recoil. Shaking was unavoidable. Even an old soldier could at most stabilize and maintain the minimum amount of shaking. However, when he held the gun, it was as if the gun was fixed in place. There was no shaking at all.
After discovering this, Su Zhixing was very surprised. "No, how did you do it?"
"Just shoot like this!" Wang Yao said with a smile.
"You said it so calmly, but this sentence is more than 10,000 points of critical damage. It makes it seem like our years of training have been in vain." Su Zhixing slapped his forehead.
"Two problems," Wang Yao said. "First, the shooting is very accurate. Second, the gun is too stable. This is not normal. If you were a well-trained soldier, I could accept this, but you are a doctor who has not been specially trained. I can't figure it out."
"I can answer this." Wang Yao was silent for a while.
"First, I can see more clearly, so I can shoot more accurately. Second, I have more strength in my hands, so I hold the gun more steadily."
"It sounds so simple!" Su Zhixing was stunned.
"Is it really a simple thing?"
"Alright, let's change the topic. Let's try another gun?"
"Okay, then I'll try a sniper rifle?" Wang Yao picked up a long rifle.
"This shooting technique requires a high level of skill," Su Zhixing said after seeing him pick up the gun. "Consider the distance, wind speed, and even the humidity of the air."
"So many ways?"
"Of course. Shooting is a very profound knowledge, especially sniping. It can be said that every sniper is a sharpshooter, but not every sharpshooter can become a sniper. Snipers rely on talent."
"All the more reason for me to give it a try."
The target, which was hundreds of meters away, looked very small to the naked eye.
The wind was blowing gently.
Wang Yao had never come into contact with such technical terms as wind speed, humidity, and distance. He pulled the trigger easily.
The bullet hit the target with a clang.
"What position are you aiming at?"
"Head."
Su Zhixing put down his binoculars and said, "Well, fortunately, I didn't hit it this time. Otherwise, I would really wonder if my years of training in the army were in vain."
"What other guns are there?"
Su Zhixing asked. "This is a shotgun, this is a grenade launcher, and this is a machine gun. Which one do you want to try?"
"Let's try all of them." Wang Yao said. He was interested.
"Well, let's try all of them."
On the shooting range, the gunshots continued to sound.
"Well, it's almost noon," Mu Chengzhou said after looking at the time. "Let's go for lunch and come back after lunch."
"Okay."
The food in the army's cafeteria was very sumptuous. The soldiers of the special forces had a higher standard of food than ordinary troops because they had received more intensive training. They were elites selected from hundreds, even thousands, or even tens of thousands. They carried out dangerous tasks, so they had the right to enjoy such treatment.
"How is it?"
Mu Chengzhou asked. "Well, it's very delicious," Wang Yao said.
"Would you like a drink?"
Mu Chengzhou asked. "No, I don't like drinking much," Wang Yao said with a smile.
While they were eating, a soldier came over. Mu Chengzhou said something and went out. After a while, he came back.
"Is there a mission?" Su Zhixing asked softly.
"Let's talk about it after lunch," Mu Chengzhou said.
After lunch, they went to the temporary resting place the army had prepared for Wang Yao.
"I just received a notice that the group of people has appeared on the border again and asked us to go and snipe them," Mu Chengzhou said.
"I'll lead the team this time," Su Zhixing said.
"Shall I go and take a look?" Wang Yao said. "If it's appropriate."
"You?" Su Zhixing was stunned.
"Why? Is there a rule?"
"No, the battlefield is not a martial arts competition," Su Zhixing said. "Knives and guns have no eyes. You'd better not go." He was worried about Wang Yao. This was a mission. If he went, he would be in danger of death.
"If I go, I may be able to help you restrain those people who use special attacks," Wang Yao said. "Don't worry, I won't be a burden to you."
Mu Chengzhou was hesitant. They had never done this before.
"How about this? You send a few soldiers," Wang Yao said. "I'll fight with them, and you'll know."
"I know your skills, but …" Mu Chengzhou said.
"I want to go and take a look," Wang Yao repeated.
"OK, I'll listen to you," Mu Chengzhou said. "Pick a few soldiers and fight with Dr. Wang." In fact, he hoped that Wang Yao could go with the team so that he could save the soldiers' lives if they encountered some special injuries. However, he had to consider Su Zhixing's feelings.
"OK."
Soon, five soldiers were selected. They were all elites in special warfare. They were proficient in firearms, fighting, driving, and so on.
"Fight with him?" One of the soldiers was stunned.
"What's wrong?"
"This is the Dr. Wang who saved my life last time," Su Zhixing said. Among these people was Meng Wushuang, who had almost died when he was injured in Jing and was rescued by Wang Yao.
"Really?"
"Why would I lie to you about this?"
"He's a doctor," Su Zhixing said.
"I know some kung fu," Wang Yao said. "I want to try it with you. You don't have to be merciful. You can also use cold weapons."
"Captain, are you kidding?" Meng Wushuang ran up to Su Zhixing and whispered. "Are you kidding me?" Su Zhixing asked. "I'll tell you, he is a kung fu master."
"Those kung fu skills are not for fighting," Meng Wushuang said.
"OK, I'm ready," Su Zhixing said.
"I'm ready," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"Begin!" Mu Chengzhou said. Then, he decisively retreated, leaving enough space for the few of them.
The soldiers looked at each other. They didn't make a move because the man in front of them looked very elegant. He didn't look like he knew kung fu at all.
Seeing their hesitation, Wang Yao smiled and said, "Then I'll start first."
"OK, you start first."
Wang Yao took a step and came in front of them in an instant. He flipped his hands, and the soldiers flew out and fell to the ground. It happened in the blink of an eye.
"Well, what's going on?"
The soldiers who fell to the ground were stunned. Su Zhixing was also stunned. Mu Chengzhou's eyes were wide open. They hadn't seen how Wang Yao had made his move.
"Isn't that too fast?"
Seeing this, the soldiers became serious. They got up and surrounded Wang Yao.
"Dr. Wang, be careful," Meng Wushuang said. Meng Wushuang shouted and launched an attack. Then, he fell back to the ground. All the other warriors did the same.
"Hiss, what exactly did your brother-in-law learn?!" Mu Chengzhou choked on his words for a long time before he finally said something like this.
It was one thing for a young doctor to have extraordinary medical skills, but how could he have such mysterious martial arts? How old was he? Wasn't this too mysterious?
"What do you think?"
Mu Chengzhou asked. "I'm convinced," Meng Wushuang said.
They weren't on the same level at all. They couldn't even see his movements clearly. If he used a killing move, they would probably be killed in seconds.
"What do you think?" Wang Yao turned to look at Mu Chengzhou and Su Zhixing behind him.
"Well, I think we can give it a try," Mu Chengzhou said after thinking for a while.
"Well, Brother-in-law, think about it again," Su Zhixing said as he pulled Wang Yao aside. "This is too dangerous. If there is an accident, what should I tell your family? What should I tell Xue?"
"You do it." Wang Yao thought for a moment and called Su Zhixing to the shooting range.
"What?"
"Shoot me."
"What?" Su Zhixing was stunned.
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