The two parties took their positions.
Chen Lin had already slung his rifle over his shoulder, his hand resting on the holster, ready to depart at any moment.
Meanwhile, Qin Xuan, standing beside him, was unhurriedly listening to Fu Guo'an explain the process.
"Entering from here, you'll find an alleyway made of sandbags."
"Inside, targets will appear randomly in various positions and postures."
"Among these targets, there are two types."
"One is the enemy target, which you need to shoot down in the shortest possible time."
"The other is the hostage target, which you cannot hit even once during the entire competition."
"Do you understand?"
Qin Xuan nodded, tucking his handgun into his holster at the same time.
Fu Guo'an grunted, then loudly announced to the two participants, "This competition is limited to bullet firing."
"The number of shots allowed is fifteen for the handgun and thirty for the rifle."
"Victory will be determined by a comprehensive judgment."
"In addition to completion speed as a reference, points earned during the competition will also be considered."
"Shooting a terrorist earns 1 point, shooting a hostage deducts 1 point."
"Do you have any objections?"
After Fu Guo'an loudly announced the competition rules, he looked at the two individuals positioned at different alley entrances.
Seeing that neither of them raised any objections, he took a deep breath and shouted, "Alright, since neither party has any objections, the competition now, begins!"
At Fu Guo'an's command, Qin Xuan and Chen Lin immediately charged into the sandbags.
However, Qin Xuan's speed was exceptionally fast. Before most people present could even react, he had already disappeared into the sandbag barricade.
Upon entering the alley, Qin Xuan quickly encountered the first target.
The material used for the target was different from that in rapid firing drills; it was a common plastic bust target.
A fierce-looking male portrait was also affixed to the target.
Clearly, this was the enemy target that Fu Guo'an had mentioned.
His handgun was drawn as smoothly as a blade leaving its sheath.
The moment the handgun left the holster, he swiftly moved the gun body in the opposite direction, chambering a round with one hand at his waist.
The entire action was fluid, not even causing his steps to falter.
The time it took for the target to be hit was merely a fraction of a second.
Continuing forward, the number of targets began to change.
From one target appearing at a time, it escalated to two or three appearing simultaneously.
Furthermore, the types of targets were no longer limited to just enemy targets.
Enemy targets and hostage targets appeared alternately.
Eventually, they even appeared together, very close to each other.
This simulated the realistic scenario of actual hostages being used.
Bang bang bang bang!
As the final shots echoed, Chen Lin, having completed all the firing, slowly walked out of the sandbag alleyway.
His face was filled with a smile.
Because in this competition, he had once again surpassed himself.
Not only did he accurately shoot down each enemy target, but he also smoothly navigated the simulated targets, which previously required him to pause briefly.
He was confident.
Unless this Qin Xuan was a celestial being, it was impossible for him to be faster than himself...
Returning to the front of the team, Chen Lin's eyes immediately fell upon Qin Xuan, who stood with his hands behind his back.
His teammates, standing beside him, wore complex expressions, clearly having witnessed the difference in their speed.
"Report, Chen Lin reporting for duty."
Standing back in the formation, Chen Lin couldn't help but ponder.
His speed in this event should rank among the top special forces soldiers in Long Country.
How could he suddenly be surpassed by some inexplicable young man?
However, despite being slower, he wasn't overly concerned.
After all, reactive shooting not only required speed but also sufficient accuracy.
Otherwise, on the battlefield, if one simply fired wildly, not only hostages but also their own lives and those of their teammates could be lost.
Soon, Fu Guo'an received the data reports for Qin Xuan and the others.
A cursory glance made him rub his eyes in disbelief.
"Let's start with the speeds of both sides."
"The second place is Chen Lin, who emerged last. His entire process took one minute and thirty-eight point zero two seconds, breaking his previous fastest record."
"As expected!"
Hearing his own result, Chen Lin clenched his right fist and gave it a strong shake.
The speed in this run had indeed improved by a few seconds.
He was certain that a time of one minute and thirty-eight point zero two seconds would be considered extremely top-tier even among Long Country's most elite Divine Dragon Special Forces.
As for Qin Xuan, who took first place...
It didn't matter.
Even if his speed was faster, his score would never be higher than his own.
With a triumphant glance at his teammates, Chen Lin shifted his gaze back to Fu Guo'an, who was announcing the results.
Fu Guo'an didn't hold back and immediately announced Qin Xuan's speed.
"First place is General Qin Xuan, whose entire process took one minute and three seconds, setting a new all-time record for sandbag reactive shooting!"
What?!
One minute and three seconds?
This was impossible!
Upon hearing Fu Guo'an's announcement, Chen Lin's first reaction was that the time must have been recorded incorrectly.
He had gone through this alley countless times over the years.
Besides the random appearance of targets, he had the timing of when the next target would appear after hitting one, all memorized.
For him to finish forty-five targets in one minute and thirty-eight seconds was already incredibly fast.
This was because, throughout the competition, besides continuously moving forward, one also had to react quickly to targets and fire precisely.
There was virtually no room for further compression.
Just as Chen Lin was about to loudly protest and ask Fu Guo'an to re-tally the data, he noticed that his teammates weren't reacting as intensely as he was.
Then, what was there to think about?
They had been observing the competition from outside the field since the beginning. If there were indeed issues with the time, they would have certainly pointed them out.
Therefore, Chen Lin immediately realized.
There was no problem with Qin Xuan's recorded time.
He had actually completed the alley combat reactive shooting in just one minute and three seconds!
He was a full thirty-five seconds, more than half a minute, faster than Chen Lin!
What kind of concept was this?
This meant that Qin Xuan's reaction time for each shot was more than half a second faster than his own!
Was this even human?
Did he just grab his gun and start firing wildly the moment he entered the alley?!
No wonder his teammates looked so dejected and as if they had suffered a huge blow when they first came out.
It turned out they had indeed suffered a massive blow!
And so had he!
Similar to Chen Lin, Fu Guo'an was also greatly impacted when he received the results for both participants.
However, unlike Chen Lin, he had been roughly timing the event with his watch since the competition began.
Therefore, what shocked him now was not the speed issue that everyone had witnessed.