Chapter 7 Genius? Hehehehe

The next morning, Zhou Jue was woken up early by Cheng Gan, the young woman who had been the last to enter the meeting room the day before. She was wearing camouflage, tall, and had a cold expression.

"So early?" Zhou Jue rubbed his eyes.

"Time is of the essence." Cheng Gan tossed her a set of training clothes. "I need to assess your physical condition first."

Zhou Jue looked miserable. "Captain Cheng, I just ate that fruit yesterday, and my body hasn't fully adjusted yet."

“Perfect timing! Now that your physical fitness has improved, get to training!” Cheng Gan remained unmoved.

Half an hour later, Zhou Jue was already panting heavily on the playground.

"Stand up straight!" Cheng Gan paced back and forth in front of her. "Your physical condition is much better than the average person's, but it's still far from enough!"

“Captain Cheng, I’m just an ordinary person!” Zhou Jue protested.

"An ordinary person?" Cheng Gan chuckled. "You have a personal space, a system, and you can even travel to other worlds. Zhou Jue, do you know what that's called in a novel? A protagonist! A powerful female lead in a wish-fulfillment novel!"

"You can't train like that!"

"If you don't train like this, what will you do if you encounter danger next time you travel through time?" Cheng Gan said seriously. "Do you think every world is as safe as last time? What if you encounter monsters or enemies?"

Zhou Jue thought about it and felt that Cheng Gan made sense. Relying on the system's energy shield, she actually looked down on others and thought that even if she encountered bad people, they wouldn't do anything to her. But what the system had was never as good as what she had herself, so she corrected her attitude.

"Yes, I will cooperate fully."

"Physical training requires long-term commitment; short-term results are minimal. Considering you only have two days left before your crossing, our main focus this time is learning firearms. If you encounter anyone with malicious intent, don't hesitate to shoot!"

Zhou Jue's eyes widened in surprise. A gun? What Chinese person could refuse that? He couldn't help but chuckle, "Is the government going to issue me a gun?"

"Of course! The world is unknown, and there are unknown dangers, but the country will do everything in its power to ensure your safety. Alright, let's begin!"

"Let's familiarize ourselves with the basic structure of the firearms first." Cheng Gan picked up a Type 92 pistol. "This is our standard-issue pistol, with a magazine capacity of 15 rounds."

......

After Cheng Gan carefully explained the relevant knowledge about firearms, he handed the gun to Zhou Jue: "Okay, you can try it out."

Zhou Jue took the gun, feeling its weight in his hand; it was heavy. Then, following Cheng Gan's instructions, he disassembled and reassembled it with incredible smoothness.

"You've played it before?" Cheng Gan asked, somewhat incredulously.

"No, it's my first time, and it feels pretty simple, haha."

Cheng Gan: ......

"Okay, this is the most basic one. Next one." Cheng Gan picked up the second gun and began to explain.

......

In less than an hour, Zhou Jue had identified all the guns that Cheng Gan had brought, and the speed of disassembly and assembly increased as he went on.

"Wow~ I used to think that what they showed on TV was all fake, but it turns out this is really that simple!" Zhou Jue said, still wanting more.

Cheng Gan: ......

Cheng Gan remained silent, tears welling up in his eyes. Could she be a genius?!

"Alright, next we'll learn target practice."

"When aiming, the three points should be aligned." Cheng Gan stood behind her. "The front sight, rear sight, and target should be in a straight line."

Zhou Jue raised her gun and aimed it at the target 50 meters away. Her mind was highly focused, and her mental energy unconsciously adjusted her muscles, making her gun-holding posture perfect.

"Bang!"

"Nine rings!" Cheng Gan was somewhat surprised. "To hit nine rings on the first shot, not bad."

Zhou Jue frowned. "Why did it veer off course?"

"Missed?" Cheng Gan was taken aback. "It's your first time handling a gun, and you can already score 9 rings, which is quite impressive!"

"I'm aiming for the 10 ring." Zhou Jue adjusted his posture. "Let's try again."

The second shot, a 10.

The third shot, a 10-ring score.

The fourth shot, still a 10.

Cheng Gan's expression shifted from surprise to shock. Three consecutive shots hitting the bullseye—what did that even mean? She had trained for a year to achieve that level of consistency!

"Let's change the distance." Cheng Gan led Zhou Jue to the 100-meter shooting position. "This distance is much more difficult."

Zhou Jue raised his gun and took a deep breath. His mental energy scanned the target like radar.

"Bang!"

"10 rings!"

Cheng Gan rubbed his eyes, thinking he was seeing things.

"Continue." Zhou Jue fired four shots in a row, each hitting the bullseye.

"This is impossible!" Cheng Gan picked up his binoculars and examined the target closely. There were indeed five closely spaced bullet holes on the target. "Have you practiced this before?"

"No, I swear." Zhou Jue put down his gun.

Cheng Gan was silent for a moment, then said, "Let's try a moving target."

She pressed the button, and the target in the distance began to swing from side to side. Even she needed to concentrate during this training.

Zhou Jue raised her gun, her mental energy locking onto the target's trajectory. In her perception, the target's movement became slow and rhythmic.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three shots in a row, all hitting the moving target in the 10 rings.

Cheng Gan was completely dumbfounded. She couldn't even guarantee a perfect shot on a moving target, yet Zhou Jue had done it!

"Let's increase the difficulty further." Cheng Gan was somewhat unwilling and adjusted the mode to random movement.

The target began to swing erratically up, down, left, and right, making its trajectory completely unpredictable.

Zhou Jue closed her eyes, fully unleashing her mental power. In her perception, every movement of the target had a subtle pause, which was the optimal moment to shoot.

"Bang!"

10 rings!

"!!! Ahhh!" Cheng Gan was shocked, incredulous, and excited.

He hugged Zhou Jue tightly, "You're simply a genius! That's amazing! If you travel through time like this again, as long as it's not a very dangerous planet, with your marksmanship, most people can't hurt you. How are you so amazing!"

Zhou Jue lowered his gun, somewhat embarrassed. "Captain Cheng, when I fired just now, I felt that my mental energy could lock onto the target. I suspect it was the effect of that Silver Flower Fruit."

"In that case, let's add more courses!"

"So what will we learn next?" Zhou Jue asked excitedly.

"Let's go!" Cheng Gan stood up. "Learn everything we can, from all kinds of grenades to explosive charges!"

Zhou Jue scratched his head. "What about martial arts?"

"Martial arts?" Cheng Gan thought for a moment. "I could tell from the morning training that your stamina is lacking. Martial arts require time, stamina, and energy. For now, you should play to your strengths and avoid your weaknesses. You should be a 'shooter' for now. When you come back, we will systematically learn about martial arts."

"good!"

As the sun slowly hung in the sky, Zhou Jue absorbed knowledge like a sponge.

After Cheng Gan reported the situation to Staff Officer Chen, Staff Officer Chen specially found several experts for Zhou Jue and even taught Zhou Jue how to make bombs by hand in the field.

As the old saying goes: all fear stems from insufficient firepower!

As Zhou Jue studied diligently, his anxiety gradually subsided.

"Alright, it's noon, let's go eat!" Cheng Gan interrupted the lesson when he heard Zhou Jue's stomach growling.