It's not a simple maintenance issue; someone maliciously misaligned the crosshair.
The deviation was quite significant, shifting to the lower right corner by about two centimeters.
At a distance of fifty meters, that's enough to send a bullet 108,000 miles off target.
Who did it? Qiao Lin? Or Zhao Yan, or...?
Several faces flashed through Su Tang's mind, but she didn't have time to investigate.
She didn't say anything, but silently lowered the gun and then raised it again. This time, however, her aiming point moved two centimeters to the upper left of the target.
This requires terrifying computing power and absolute control over the trajectory of the ballistics.
But to others, her movements appeared unchanged.
"Bang!"
The second shot.
The target reporter was stunned again. He even subconsciously rubbed his eyes, thinking he was seeing things. After confirming it was correct, he shouted in disbelief, "Ten rings! Bullseye!"
What? !
The laughter on the firing range abruptly stopped.
Everyone looked like a duck with its neck being choked, their faces filled with disbelief.
"Did I hear that right? The tenth ring?"
"Wasn't it the Fifth Ring Road just now? This... this must have been a fluke, right? What incredible luck!" a male soldier muttered under his breath.
Qiao Lin's smug smile froze. She curled her lip in disdain and whispered to Li Yue, "It's definitely a fluke. A blind cat caught a dead mouse. You'll see, she'll miss the target again next time."
Li Yue nodded repeatedly: "That's right, how could a country bumpkin possibly score a bullseye?"
For the first time, Jiang Yan and Bai Wei, who had been calm and composed, turned their gaze to Su An, who was slender and unremarkable in appearance.
Jiang Yan frowned slightly. He wasn't surprised by the score of ten rings; there were quite a few people on the shooting range who could score ten rings.
What surprised him was the speed at which Su An went from raising his gun to firing; it was so fast that there was almost no pause in aiming, as if it were an instinct.
Moreover, the mental adjustment from the Fifth Ring Road to the Tenth Ring Road was too fast, so fast that it defied common sense.
Su Tang's expression remained unchanged, as if that shot, like the first one, was nothing special.
She didn't even pause.
Pull the bolt, the brass cartridge case pops out crisply, chamber a round, raise the gun, aim, and fire.
The movements were fluid and seamless, executed in one go.
"Bang!"
"Ten rings!"
The third shot.
The target operator announced again: "Ten...ten rings! Ten rings again!"
If the first time was luck, what about the second time?
The shooting range fell completely silent; no one dared to say she was just guessing anymore. Everyone stared intently at Su Tang, watching her repeat the incredibly fast shooting motions.
"Bang!"
The fourth shot.
"Ten rings!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
What followed was a barrage of five shots.
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