"I'm here to participate in the competition," Qin Hu said.
Li Hongyu replied calmly, "I heard Qin Hu's voice."
Upon hearing this, Qin Hu immediately became displeased. He approached with his sniper rifle.
"This competition is a matter between men. Why are you, a woman, getting involved?"
"Listen to me, go back and train properly."
Li Hongyu:?
"My participation in this competition has been approved by the instructor and the general. Can you deny it with just a word?"
"Besides, what does competition have to do with being a woman?"
"Although I am a woman, I am no worse than you men when it comes to shooting!"
"Haha, well said!"
Li Hongyu's words made Qin Hu pause.
During this brief moment, Fu Guo'an and Zeng Jingjing also arrived in front of them.
Zeng Jingjing looked at Li Hongyu with pride, while Fu Guo'an laughed heartily, clearly agreeing with her words.
"The old opera lyrics have always sung, 'Who says women are inferior to men?'"
"There have been countless female generals and heroines throughout history."
"Now, you're just having a simple competition, and your male chauvinism is acting up?"
"Truly arrogant!"
"Let's not even talk about whether you can win the competition. Even if you do, your performance on the battlefield might not be better than that of female soldiers!"
"How many times have I told you?"
"Arrogant soldiers are bound to lose!"
As he spoke, Fu Guo'an couldn't help but start lecturing Qin Hu again.
This kid was the one he had the highest hopes for, but also the most difficult to manage among the seven members of Long Ying.
Without him, the other six might not have become so overconfident.
Since Fu Guo'an had personally spoken, Qin Hu naturally couldn't say anything more.
He stood at attention and replied, "Understood," then turned around and grumbled softly, "Is there anything wrong with what I said?"
"A woman shouldn't be in the military camp in the first place."
"Besides, I'm not letting her participate for her own good."
"How good can she be at shooting, being a woman?"
"If I defeat her, she'll definitely run back and cry in secret."
"What are you muttering about?!"
"No, nothing!"
...
After preparations were complete, the three of them, each holding a sniper rifle of model CS, arrived at the designated location.
This was a high-precision sniper rifle developed by Long Guo, standard issue for special forces.
The three stood in position.
Fu Guo'an came out as usual to explain the rules to the three.
"The distance for this close-range shooting competition is 50 meters."
"There are three targets."
"The first two are vertical glass tubes on a backboard. Upon being hit, the backboard will automatically drop."
"The third is a horizontal glass tube, with a Dragon Sword hanging from it."
"Your ultimate goal is to shatter the final horizontal glass tube, causing the Dragon Sword to embed itself into the wooden block below."
"Whoever achieves this will be awarded this Dragon Sword, symbolizing the King of Sharpshooters."
"Do you understand?"
"Understood!"
As soon as Fu Guo'an finished speaking, Li Hongyu and Qin Hu answered in unison.
Qin Xuan did not shout out like them but nodded, signaling to Fu Guo'an.
Seeing this, Fu Guo'an slowly moved aside and then took a megaphone from a nearby guard.
"Ready..."
"Start!"
As Fu Guo'an's command to prepare sounded, Qin Hu and Li Hongyu quickly set up their sniper rifles and lay on the ground, aiming.
But when Fu Guo'an's command to start came, it was immediately followed by three loud gunshots!
Bang, bang, bang!
After the gunshots, everyone present was stunned.
This included Qin Hu and Li Hongyu, who were still aiming.
They first exchanged surprised glances, then looked up in disbelief towards the source of the sound.
Qin Xuan, standing in his original position, had already finished shooting and casually slung his rifle over his back.
Were those three shots all fired by him?
A single-shot sniper rifle fired like a rapid-fire weapon?
How was this possible?!
The same thought echoed in everyone's minds.
It wasn't until the target scorer announced that the Dragon Sword had fallen that they suddenly snapped back to reality.
All eyes turned incredulously towards Qin Xuan, who was standing there. Only Li Hongyu reacted, immediately re-aiming and calmly firing her first shot.
Hearing another gunshot, the shocked Qin Hu finally remembered that he was also in the competition.
He shook his head, still filled with astonishment, and was the last to begin shooting.
Qin Xuan observed their actions and felt a sense of approval for the female soldier named Li Hongyu.
Although she couldn't remain completely unfazed, she could minimize the impact of external factors.
This alone made her much better than Qin Hu.
After five more gunshots, the shooting for the remaining two was finally completed.
They put away their rifles one after another and then returned to the group.
"Well done!"
After Li Hongyu finished shooting and returned to her side, Zeng Jingjing appeared very pleased.
Regardless of the subsequent results, in this close-range sniping alone, Li Hongyu had already outperformed Qin Hu.
After all, for special forces soldiers at their level, sniping accuracy wouldn't differ much.
The only areas where differences could be shown were essentially in aiming and shooting speed.
Li Hongyu was able to quickly adjust her state after the on-site incident and fire her first shot.
In terms of overall speed, she was already one step ahead, and her subsequent shots became smoother.
This was the first time the Red Roses had defeated Long Ying in close-range sniping, and it was also the first time Li Hongyu had defeated Qin Hu.
As for Qin Xuan...
A divine being like him was not included in the calculations.
The final results were announced, with Qin Xuan winning the short-range sniping competition by an overwhelming margin.
Following closely behind was, naturally, Li Hongyu, who had reacted faster.
However, the subsequent scores no longer mattered to anyone.
They were all focused on one thing: how exactly Qin Xuan had shot.
What had happened was too sudden, and they hadn't had time to react.
So, at everyone's repeated requests, Qin Xuan had to demonstrate again.
"What I did just now was very simple."
"Hold the gun with my left hand, pull the bolt with my right hand, then just aim at the target and shoot quickly."
"Like this."
Bang, bang!
Two more extremely rapid consecutive shots left the still-recovering crowd even more astonished.
This was because Qin Xuan was shooting while standing, holding the gun suspended in his left hand!
This was simply too outrageous!
While the CS wasn't too heavy, weighing only 6.5 kilograms, it was still a firearm and had recoil!
Even if a light sniper rifle didn't necessarily need to be mounted to be used, it at least required support from both hands.
Moreover, the interval between his two shots was extremely short, and the speed of pulling the bolt was incredibly fast.
During this process, unless his arm could be fixed as still as steel.
Otherwise, even if the first shot hit, the second shot would definitely miss by a mile!
This was also why Zeng Jingjing regarded Qin Xuan as a god.
Because when the competition first began, seeing that Qin Xuan had no intention of lying down, she had subconsciously paid attention to him.
She hadn't expected that such a casual glance would allow her to witness a shooting scene she would never forget.