Special Forces: I Can See the Experience Bar

Chapter 14 Contact with Sniper Rifles
The night was slightly cool. Chang Ning returned to his dormitory as lights out was announced. If he were even a little late, he would be caught by the disciplinary officers.

Sergeant Ma hadn't forgotten his promise to Miao Lian. After observing Chang Ning for more than half a month, he discovered that Chang Ning was a self-disciplined person who would never compromise on training.

Such a good disciple is hard to find even with a lantern. Since we've found him, why not teach him my skills?

Having made up his mind, Sergeant Ma had already come up with several training plans in his mind, plans that he had come up with on his own in his spare time over the years.

"Chang Ning, stay here for a moment."

In the morning, Sergeant Ma called out to Chang Ning, who was on his way to training.

"Yes."

Suddenly being stopped by the class monitor, who seemed to want to talk to him privately, made Chang Ning uneasy. He couldn't help but start to think about whether he had done anything wrong in the past two days.

"Relax, young man, don't be nervous. It's not a bad thing that they're looking for you."

Seeing Chang Ning's unusual expression, Old Squad Leader Ma, who had lived half his life, knew exactly what Chang Ning was thinking.

After finishing his sentence, Sergeant Ma ignored Chang Ning's reaction and walked straight out of the kitchen.

Seeing this, what could Chang Ning say? He could only follow them.

Besides, there's nothing to worry about. Even if I haven't broken any rules, I have nothing to hide! And even if I did break a rule, the proper procedures will be followed. I can't exactly find a secluded corner and beat myself up, can I?

After mentally preparing herself, Chang Ning's expression gradually became strange, following her squad leader's lead.

He knew this road like the back of his hand. Whenever he had free time after training, he would walk along this road to the armory to find Xiao Zhuang.

As Miao Lian's clerk, Xiao Zhuang was also in charge of managing the armory. Therefore, Chang Ning could also handle some of the larger weapons, such as the 40mm rocket launcher, though he had to ask Miao Lian for permission to fire them.

"Please register, I need to pick up two Type 85 sniper rifles."

As he entered the armory, Sergeant Ma said something to Xiao Zhuang, who was on duty, and went straight in. Judging from his practiced manner, he was definitely a regular customer.

"Chang Ning, aren't you going to training today?"

After carefully registering everything, Xiao Zhuang finally looked up and saw Chang Ning standing to the side. He knew how dedicated Chang Ning was to training; logically, he should be training hard on the field right now, but today he was unusually at the armory.

"I was originally going to go, but the class monitor dragged me here. Maybe the class monitor wants to teach me something else."

At this point, Chang Ning recalled the photo he saw on the wall when he first arrived at the mess hall dormitory.

"You're much more comfortable in the mess hall, you can train whenever you want, while I'm being watched closely by Miao Lian."

On the other hand, people are just like that! They're so used to being disciplined by Miao Lian that they feel a little strange if they don't train one day.

Little Zhuang had no idea that after he got into trouble and left the army, he would become irritable and decadent, and would never be as self-disciplined as he is now.

"What's there to envy? I get up earlier than the chickens every day to prepare breakfast for you!"

Upon hearing Xiao Zhuang's words, Chang Ning immediately objected, indicating that Xiao Zhuang had some misunderstanding about the cooking squad.

The Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company is the elite force of the meritorious regiment; when they are deployed, they must be able to fight and win!

How could Miao Lian let the cooks be idle? Their training is just random, it's not easy at all!
"Alright, you two will have plenty of opportunities to talk later. Now, Changning, come with me to the firing range."

Sergeant Ma, carrying two Type 85 sniper rifles, interrupted their conversation by placing the bullets in Chang Ning's hand. With food preparation and cooking time approaching, he didn't have time to wait for the two kids to finish their chat.

The class monitor had already called everyone, so Chang Ning felt bad making the monitor wait for her. Besides, she and Xiao Zhuang were just chatting and hadn't discussed anything important.

Chang Ning could only give Xiao Zhuang an apologetic smile before following closely behind the class monitor.

Actually, when Sergeant Ma led Chang Ning towards the armory, he had a pretty good idea of ​​what the sergeant was going to do. It wasn't difficult to guess the sergeant's intentions; Chang Ning knew Miao Lian's thoughts and his own situation perfectly well.

To put it bluntly, Chang Ning's talent alone is enough to easily defeat 90% of the veterans in the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company.

Putting aside everything else, just the fact that Chang Ning could complete a 100-meter rapid-fire exercise in 30 seconds during his basic training as a reconnaissance soldier was enough to make the reconnaissance soldiers despair.

Therefore, Miao Lian couldn't let him stay in the cooking squad forever. At most, he would let him stay temporarily, and also let Old Ma, the former elite sniper, train him.

Based on Miao Lian's thoughts and the unusual behavior of the squad leader today, Chang Ning could easily draw the above conclusion.

The temperature was still a bit cold in early spring. At the shooting range, Chang Ning lay prone on the ground, holding an 85 sniper rifle that he had just brought from the armory.

“你手里这把85式狙击步枪它的口径为7.62mm，初速是830m/s，配7.62x54mm的弹药，有效射程：1000m
The entire gun weighs 3.8kg.

Its predecessor was an SVD captured during the defense of southern Xinjiang.

"Today, your task is to use up all these bullets."

I have something to give you tonight.

After giving Chang Ning a brief explanation of the Type 85 sniper rifle, Sergeant Ma left. He was too busy to explain in detail, so Chang Ning had to figure it out himself.

'Am I being left to my own devices?'

Chang Ning chuckled self-deprecatingly, but it wasn't a big problem. He was the self-taught type, and he also had a cheat-like advantage, allowing him to check his progress on the experience bar at any time. If his experience stopped increasing, it meant there was something wrong with his learning method.

After Sergeant Ma had walked away, Chang Ning finally called out the Golden Finger.

Name: Chang Ning (Private)

"Age: 19 years old"

"Stamina: 350/???"

"Rifle Shooting: 100/100 (Cannot be upgraded)"

"Knife Skill: 100/100 (Cannot be upgraded)"

Sniper Rifle Shooting: 0/100

"Note: The level of this system is linked to the host's military rank. Please strive hard!"

The cheat codes haven't changed much; they're still as monotonous as ever. However, they're still quite intelligent, except for the lack of an assistant sprite.

Chang Ning is having some headaches now; the rate of increase in stamina and experience has slowed down after breaking through 300.

"Oh well, it's slow if it's slow, at least it's still rising."

After consoling himself, Chang Ning began to focus on shooting. Although his rifle shooting experience had reached its limit, it actually had little impact on his sniping skills.

Sniper rifles have a longer range, making them much more difficult to use than regular rifles, and there are many more factors to consider that could interfere with their firing. But Chang Ning doesn't need to think about that now; he just needs to use up the hundred bullets he has.

The target was not beyond the range of the Type 85 sniper rifle. Sergeant Ma knew that Chang Ning had never handled a sniper rifle before, so he placed the target at 1000 meters.

Today his task was to aim the bullets at the target and then show the target paper to Sergeant Ma.

Chang Ning guessed that the squad leader was probably trying to analyze his bullet impact points, since good shooters have very concentrated bullet impact points.

Even the best snipers cannot guarantee a perfect shot at maximum effective range, because environmental factors must be considered at the moment of pulling the trigger.

(End of this chapter)