Chapter 200 - A Hundred Points

Chapter 200: A Hundred Points

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Yan Wang dissembled the handgun into separate parts, then looked at Xiao Luo, "Assembling a gun is a basic requirement. If you can assemble this gun, I will recognize that you are qualified to fire a gun with one hand."

Assembling a gun?

The auxiliary police trainees looked on, wide-eyed. They were all recruited from civilian society, and they knew very little about firearms. Besides, they have never handled a real gun by themselves. Assembling a toy gun may still be possible for them, but a real gun? That would be cracking up as an international joke; it would be absolutely impossible!

"Is there a time limit?" Xiao Luo asked.

Upon hearing this, the crowd was somewhat surprised and thought scornfully, "This guy really wants to challenge assembling a gun? He's hoping for too much, isn't he?"

Ma Pinjin coughed and said, "Xiao Luo, stop fooling around. Just hurry up and apologize to officer Yan, and don't embarrass yourself. This is a real gun. You think it's a toy for kids or something? It can't be assembled that easily."

"Can you stop talking?!"

The one who said that was Gu Qianxue. Every word Ma Pinjin said made her cringe, and she felt so annoyed that she knit her tattooed brows.

The stature that Gu Qianxue held had been evident to everyone for a while now. Although she was a great beauty, her prowess was not lesser than that of Yan Wang's. Ma Pinjin shut his mouth immediately, embarrassed.

"Are you sure you want to take up the challenge?" Yan Wang asked Xiao Luo as he squinted his eyes.

"Yes, sir."

Xiao Luo nodded. To avoid being kicked in the butt and lectured by Yan Wang, he had no other choice.

"Fine. You may begin now. There's no time restriction. As long as you could assemble the gun, I will overlook the fact that you've fired the gun with one hand."

Yan Wang's face was full of contempt. He had validated multiple times that Xiao Luo was someone born to a family of farmers in the Xi Province. His excellent physical abilities might have been nurtured by some past master living a reclusive life. However, he would know absolutely nothing about firearms, and there was no way he could ever reassemble the gun.

Without saying a word, Xiao Luo picked up the separate parts with both hands and begun assembling them together. The action, barrel, and frame… these parts were put together at rapid speed.

Yan Wang's trainees looked on in disbelief as they saw Xiao Luo take all three parts in his hands and assemble them together correctly, all in one motion.. Were they to do in his place, they would resort to the conventional method which would take three steps. In other words, Xiao Luo's single-step assembly was equivalent to their three-stepped process.

Whoosh…

Before anyone present could even react, the crowning moment arrived, when the magazine was slotted into the receiver, all done seamlessly and elegantly. A wholly assembled pistol was duly placed on the table. The total time taken to complete the task was no more than 10 seconds. Xiao Luo's actions were like "flowing clouds and water." He worked so fast that they couldn't even keep up with their eyes.

The group of trainees stood there, startled. Their brains were empty, in their minds, they asked themselves, "H-he's done with it? How is that possible?"

Ma Pinjin felt his face burning with envy as if a palm had forcibly slapped him across his face.

"Unbelievable!"

Feng Zixiao said in astonishment. He couldn't believe that Xiao Luo really did know how to assemble a gun and even do it at such astonishing speed.

Yan Wang was spellbound. He thought to himself, "What in the world am I witnessing? That kid has actually got it done."

"What were you doing before you came here," he looked at Xiao Luo, still unable to believe what he had just seen.

"It's clearly written inside my personal file. I'm unemployed. I came to serve as an auxiliary police officer for a stable life," Xiao Luo said faintly.

Unemployed?

Yang Wang was always skeptical about his identity.

"Xiao Luo, I want to compete with you in gun assembly," Gu Qianxue said out of the blue.

She was determined to get the first place, and Xiao Luo would undoubtedly hinder her path towards that achievement.

Xiao Luo looked at her and said earnestly, "This won't be tested in the assessment."

He had seen through Gu Qianxue's mind for some time now. She had the attitude of a straight-A student, so she definitely wished to get number one in everything.

After some thought, Gu Qianxue felt that he was right, and she said, "Then, let's shoot."

"Stop fooling around!"

Xiao Luo rejected her challenge without hesitation. He wasn't keen to mess around with this little girl.

However, just at that moment, Yan Wang meddled in, "Xiao Luo, I want you to compete with Gu Qianxue in a shooting contest. This is an order!"

Xiao Luo really cursed at him under his breath.

But he was the instructor, and an order was an order, so he had no choice but to follow it.

…

…

"Each one of you will fire 10 shots. Whoever obtains a higher score wins."

Yan Wang decided to make things more exciting and went on to lay out the rules for the contest, "And, since this is a contest, it shall have its rewards and punishment. On second thought, forget about the reward. The loser will be responsible for cleaning the public toilet at the dormitory for one whole week!"

He wanted to brutally bring Xiao Luo down every chance he got, and he would resort to any means at his disposal.

Feng Zixiao whispered by his ears to remind him, "There's less than a week before the special training ends."

"Until the special training ends then," Yang Wang said.

The rules of the contest Yan Mang set made it difficult for Xiao Luo to go easy on her even if he wished to. Besides, he couldn't bear having to clean the toilet even more, and that helped him make up his mind in the end.

"Yan Wang is obviously gunning for Xiao Luo," Liu Tieguo sighed in sympathy for his friend Xiao Luo.

Gu Qianxue went to the shooting range, picked up a QSZ-92 pistol, and accurately shot at the ten targets at 30 meters away. "am! Bam! Bam! Ten consecutive gunshots, clean, precise, and without hesitation. Using her inner power, she shot with only one hand, not even considering the use of both to ensure the best possible results.

Feng Zixiao walked downrange to check the targets, and despite being mentally prepared for it, he was still shocked when he confirmed the results.

"100 points!"

When Feng Zixiao announced the results, the crowd went silent. What in the world? She scored a 100 points? That meant that every bullet she fired landed right in the bullseye, 10 points for each shot. They looked at Gu Qianxue in telling reverence, absolutely convinced of her talent and abilities.

Even Yan Wang couldn't help staring in admiration, even wiping sweat off his brow. To say that she "pierced a willow leaf with an arrow from the distance of a hundred paces" was not be an exaggeration because that was what she was capable of.

Gu Qianxue winked cheekily, her bright eyes fixed on Xiao Luo, and she said, "It's your turn."

Is there even a need to continue this competition?!

In his heart, Liu Tieguo cried out miserably for Xiao Luo. There were 10 points for every single shot, so there was no way that Gu Qianxue could lose this contest.

The others reacted similarly, and even Ma Pinjin found his voice again, "Xiao Luo, you better admit defeat, there's no need…"

He stopped abruptly, as Xiao Luo raised the gun and pointed the barrel directly at him with clearly murderous intentions.

"Xiao Luo, what are you doing?"

"Redneck! Put the gun down!"

Yan Wang and Feng Zixiao broke out in cold sweat. If an incident were to happen inside the training camp, they would have to bear all the consequences.

Xiao Luo sneered when he heard Yan Wang's warning, then turned the gun the other direction, firing 10 consecutive shots at the newly set up targets. He shot with one hand just like Gu Qianxue, seeming like he was shooting to kill.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

After ten shots, he pushed back the safety lever of the gun and placed it down in front of him.

"Instructor Feng, please report my score," Xiao Luo said faintly.

Feng Zixiao ran over to check the targets. When he had a look at them, he was beyond amazed. His eyes opened so widely that his eyeballs nearly popped off! Like Gu Qianwue, Xiao Luo had hit the bullseye dead center with every shot; none were even a little bit off the mark.

"Xiao Luo… Xiao Luo's result is…"

"Stop repeating yourself, are you a parrot? Hurry up and announce his results!" Yan Wang shouted impatiently.

"Xiao Luo's also scores 100 points," Feng Zixiao said, finally getting it out from his mouth.

What?

100 points too?

Yan Wang thought he was hallucinating or having hearing problems. Gu Qianxue getting a result of 100 points was entirely possible, but what was going on with Xiao Luo? How could a mediocre lad born in an average family from Xi Province get ten consecutive hits without a hint of nerves?

It wasn't just Yan Mang; even the auxiliary police trainees were wondering if there was something wrong with their ears.

"Feng, are you mistaken?" Yan Wang asked.

"I've checked the targets again and again. I confirm that Xiao Luo's total score is 100. Every shot he fired hit the targets on the dime. There is absolutely no mistake," Feng Zixiao said in affirmation.

In the lull that followed, only the sound of whispering winds could be heard at the shooting range. Everyone silently looked at Xiao Luo like he was an alien.