After finishing his words, Qin Feng immediately drove away. Just five minutes later, he returned wearing camouflage, carrying a Type 10 anti-materiel heavy sniper rifle, and walked up to He Zhijun.
Seeing this, He Zhijun smiled and said, "Let's go to the shooting range."
He knew what these people were thinking, but he had one hundred percent confidence in Qin Feng.
You guys who are using the guise of seeking knowledge to challenge me, you'll be crying later!
"Get in the car!"
He Zhijun called out, and everyone quickly jumped into the car, heading straight for the shooting range.
At the Langya Military Base, the shooting range was behind the office building, and beyond that was a jungle, with continuous mountains that were not much different from a primeval forest.
The periphery of the jungle was guarded by military outposts and hidden snipers, who sealed off the area twenty-four hours a day. Without permission, unauthorized personnel were not allowed to approach.
Soon, everyone arrived at the open shooting range.
Special guards were stationed around the shooting range. Upon receiving He Zhijun's orders, they sealed off the area.
Lei Keming looked at the distant mountain forest and said, "Sir, your base is much better than mine."
He Zhijun nodded and said, "It's alright. Stay tonight, and I'll have my wife stew some game for you."
Of course, when choosing the site, He Zhijun had spent a lot of effort to decide on the location for the Langya Base. With its complex mountains, rivers, grasslands, hills, and other diverse terrains, it was the most suitable place for special forces training, especially the mountainous part, which was in its original state.
Lei Keming's eyes immediately lit up. "Great!"
Then, He Zhijun called out to Qin Feng, "Hurry up, don't just stand there. We're waiting to go back for dinner."
"Yes!" Qin Feng replied loudly. He then turned to Zhao Hu and said, "Tell me, how do we compete?"
Hearing this, Zhao Hu directly said, "How about a 1200-meter sniper shot?"
He didn't overstate his abilities. According to his skill, he could hit a target at 1600 meters within twenty seconds, accurately hitting both moving and stationary targets.
He was here this time to verify whether this kid's sniping skills were as incredible as Jin Huan She and Yin Huan She had said!
Qin Feng looked at Zhao Hu holding the Type 88 sniper rifle and shook his head helplessly. Competing in sniping with his Type 10 anti-materiel heavy sniper rifle felt like bullying.
However, since the challenge was made, he couldn't easily refuse. If he shot at a longer distance, they might say he was taking advantage of the weapon.
"Alright, 1200 meters it is."
Seeing this, He Zhijun immediately relayed the order. Subsequently, the 1200-meter target was raised, and preparations were completed on site.
Qin Feng immediately said, "Captain Zhao, you go first, otherwise, you might not even want to shoot later."
Hearing this, Zhao Hu was stunned. What did this kid mean?
However, he didn't care and said, "Fine, as you wish."
Then, Zhao Hu didn't hesitate. He immediately lay down at the shooting position, set up his sniper rifle, adjusted the scope, and nonchalantly picked a blade of grass from the side to test the wind speed.
From the moment he lay down and aimed, his movements were very smooth and standard, indicating he was an experienced veteran.
Zhao Hu silently calculated, gently adjusted the scope, and locked onto the target. The weather was quite good today, with little wind and good light, which was very suitable for sniping.
Suddenly, he spat out the grass, aimed, and decisively pulled the trigger. Bang!
A dull gunshot sounded.
Zhao Hu immediately retracted his rifle, stood up, and was full of confidence. Although the score wasn't announced, he knew it would be a bullseye. This shot was just a warm-up; he had more impressive shots to come, provided the opponent could handle them.
Zhao Hu then looked at Qin Feng and said, "It's your turn. I hope you won't disappoint me."
He Zhijun, Lei Keming, Long Xiaoyun, and others moved away and looked towards the raised target with binoculars.
Afterward, He Zhijun lowered his binoculars and nodded, saying, "You're a good sniper. 1200 meters, firing within twenty seconds. That's king-level."
There was a standard assessment for "Soldier King" snipers: hitting the target accurately at 1200 meters within twenty-five seconds of aiming.
Only by meeting this standard could one be considered a Soldier King sniper. Zhao Hu only took twenty seconds, five seconds ahead of the standard, which was excellent.
Of course, Soldier King snipers also had different levels. For example, super-class snipers could shoot at longer distances, in less time, and target moving objects. Therefore, the skill difference between different levels of Soldier King snipers was significant. This level of Soldier King sniping was just the introductory standard.
He Zhijun also believed that this soldier's ability was likely more than this.
Based on his understanding of Lei Keming, he would naturally dare to bring people to challenge them if he had absolute confidence; otherwise, he wouldn't come to be humiliated.
Lei Keming nodded and didn't humble himself. "He is indeed the top sniper of our brigade."
He didn't hide anything. Zhao Hu's marksmanship was indeed the strongest in the brigade. Of course, the strength he displayed now was only half of his true capability.
If Qin Feng couldn't even handle half of Zhao Hu's skill, then Lei Keming would have serious doubts about his achievements.
Without wasting any time, He Zhijun immediately called out to Qin Feng, "Start!"
He Zhijun's gaze was sharp, and his meaning was clear: "Don't disgrace me."
"Yes!"
Qin Feng grinned and then, carrying the Type 10 anti-materiel heavy sniper rifle, walked to the shooting position. Strangely, Qin Feng didn't shoot immediately. Instead, he walked back and forth, without setting up the sniper rifle, just carrying it, his eyes fixed on the target.
Everyone watching was confused. What was he doing?
He Zhijun's brow furrowed. He didn't know what Qin Feng was up to.
Lei Keming was also taken aback. "Are you sure you're a sniper, not a wandering guard? And you're carrying a Type 10 anti-materiel heavy sniper rifle. Walking back and forth like this, do you think you're not conspicuous enough? Shouldn't you be setting up the gun and preparing to shoot right now?"
Zhao Hu and the other team members, including Yu Fei and others, were all confused. They couldn't figure out what Qin Feng was doing at this moment.
Even Long Xiaoyun frowned deeply. The individuals Qin Feng had eliminated were all trained by her, and their sniping skills had reached the Soldier King level.
What was this kid trying to do? Wasn't this the time to compete in sniping? Why had it turned into a fashion show?
While everyone was in doubt, suddenly, Qin Feng stopped, leaped high into the air, and in mid-flight, the Type 10 anti-materiel sniper rifle was in his hand.
Bang!
The gun fired!
But it didn't end there. He landed, took a couple more steps, and then leaped high again.
Bang!
Another shot rang out.
After landing, Qin Feng sprang up like a spring.
Bang!
The third shot!