This order was like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing the heated atmosphere in the room.
The crowd erupted in uproar and discussion.
"What happened? Why did it stop? We were just one shot away from firing!"
"I don't know. Look at the instructor's face, he looks so serious. Is something going to happen?"
Li Yue said to Qiao Lin with schadenfreude, "Sister Qiao Lin, look! She must have been caught cheating! I knew it, how could a country bumpkin like her have such skills!"
Wang Xiaoya and Chen Xiaocao's hearts jumped into their throats as they looked at Su Tang with worry.
Su Tang calmly lowered the gun and ejected the last bullet.
She remained expressionless throughout, as if the person who had just amazed everyone wasn't her.
She walked past Wang Xiaoya, gently patted her shoulder to comfort her, and then returned to her own spot.
Just then, female instructor Zhang Ruobing strode down from the platform.
All eyes followed her as she glanced at the calm-faced Su Tang, then walked straight to the shooting position.
Under the watchful eyes of hundreds of people, Zhang Ruobing bent down and picked up the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle that Su Tang had just used.
She didn't speak, but simply raised her gun and carefully aimed through the sights and rear sight at the target fifty meters away, whose bullseye had already been shattered.
Zhang Ruobing's pupils contracted sharply after just one glance.
The crosshair of this gun... has a very slight deviation.
To a layman, this slight deviation is imperceptible, but to a professional soldier or a sharpshooter, this fraction of a millimeter of deviation at a distance of fifty meters is enough to send the bullet 108,000 miles off the target!
This gun has actually been tampered with!
She slowly lowered her gun, her chest heaving, then turned her head and looked at Su An, who remained calm in the group, with an extremely complicated expression.
With a gun like that, if the first shot hits the bullseye, proving that the gun is faulty, how did she manage to hit eight more bullseyes in a row?
What terrifying computational power, ballistic prediction, and mental fortitude does this require?
To verify her judgment and to completely silence any potential criticism, Zhang Ruobing took a deep breath, her sharp gaze sweeping across the room, and raised her voice:
"Jiang Yan, Bai Wei, step forward!"
"arrive!"
Two exceptionally talented individuals, who stood out like cranes among chickens, stepped forward at the same time.
Everyone was stunned, not understanding why the instructor suddenly called on the two of them.
"What is the instructor trying to do?"
"I don't know. Are we going to let the two of them judge?"
A hint of pleasure flashed in Qiao Lin's eyes. She felt that the instructor must want Jiang Yan and Bai Wei, the two recognized strong individuals, to expose Su An's cheating in public. Yes, that must be it.
Ignoring the students' chatter, Zhang Ruobing pointed to the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle that Su Tang had used at the shooting position and ordered Jiang Yan, "Jiang Yan, you go first. Use this gun, ten bullets, fire!"
Jiang Yan strode forward.
The moment he picked up the gun, his brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.
His keen intuition, honed from years of handling guns, immediately alerted him to the gun's unusual feel—a subtle, discordant sensation.
His expression turned somewhat suspicious, mirroring Su Tang's reaction just now.
But he didn't say anything, only took a deep look at Su Tang, who was expressionless not far away.
A storm raged within him.
That gun... the sights are off! How did she do that? In such a short time, she calculated the deviation and... hit the bullseye every time?
Jiang Yan raised his gun.
Instead of rushing to prove anything, he spent a full five seconds quickly constructing a ballistic model in his mind by aligning three points, calculating the crosshair's offset, and then fine-tuning the aiming point to the upper left by about two centimeters.
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