38: Chapter 38 Gun God Showdown! A Life-or-Death Moment in 0.1 Seconds

The mist on the lake surface dissipated, and the eliminated contestants emerged from their hiding spots one after another, gathering in the safety zone below the cliff.

"Six people surrounding them, and yet they were all taken out instead..." Roger from Wild Wolf slumped on the ground, shaking his head with a bitter smile. "Those two are monsters..."

Bingdao from Snow Leopard rubbed his shoulder where Su Han had hit him, his eyes burning as he looked toward the cliff. "Who do you think will win?"

"Long Bao." Wang You from Desert Wolf said without hesitation. "In terms of actual combat confrontation, I don't think he'll lose."

"Bullshit!" Monkey from Falcon limped over. "Did our Su Han take those eight individual first-place titles for nothing?"

While the crowd argued, Lin Hu suddenly pointed toward the cliff. "They're about to start!"

At the top of the cliff, two figures stood thirty meters apart, facing each other.

Long Bao checked his last magazine and looked up at Su Han. "7 rounds, Type 92."

Su Han also ejected his magazine to show it. "Same."

The setting sun cast long shadows of the two men, and the mountain wind wailed as it rushed through the rock crevices.

"How are we doing this?" Long Bao rotated his wrists.

Su Han's gaze was calm. "Thirty meters, no moving. We compare drawing, chambering, and firing—to see who's faster."

A sharp light flashed in Long Bao's eyes. "Suits me perfectly."

Inside the observation room, Liu Bo, the Captain of Divine Sword, stared at the screen. "Long Bao's best record for the entire sequence is 0.6 seconds."

"Old Wang, what about Su Han?"

Wang Yuanchao stroked his chin. "I don't know. I haven't seen his training records; they're all with his original unit."

Long Zhan smiled. "Regardless, your Falcon's total points have already exceeded Divine Sword's by more than a dozen. Even if Su Han loses, your total points will still be higher than Divine Sword's."

Although Wang Yuanchao couldn't hide his joy, he still said, "We want both the overall rankings and the individual championship!"

"Get lost!" the Captain of Snow Leopard laughed and cursed. "Su Han isn't even officially part of your Falcon roster. If the Military Region Chief hadn't let him take one of Falcon's slots to compete, your Falcon would probably still be at the bottom this year!"

Wang Yuanchao wasn't annoyed; he just chuckled. "I don't care about that. Either way, the champion belongs to Falcon! If you're so capable, why don't you get your Military Region Chief to shove a Su Han into your unit too?"

Everyone: "..."

...

After the referee team confirmed the rules, the drone transmitted the command: "On the count of three, draw and fire. Only speed and accuracy will be compared. Moving your feet is strictly forbidden."

On the cliff, the two men were as still as statues.

Long Bao's right hand hovered over his holster while his left hand was slightly open—this was the most standard starting posture for a two-handed chambering.

Su Han, however, unusually let his right hand hang down with his five fingers slightly spread, hovering over the holster in a never-before-seen posture.

"One!"

Lin Hu's fist clenched involuntarily.

"Two!"

The others held their breath simultaneously.

"Three!"

*Clack!*

The moment the sound of metal friction exploded, everyone's eyes widened—

Su Han's right hand moved like a bolt of lightning!

His index finger suddenly hooked into the slide's groove and flicked it back; his middle finger simultaneously hooked the trigger, while his ring and pinky fingers locked onto the grip like iron pincers.

The entire chambering process was done in one smooth motion. The crisp sound of the slide returning was 0.1 seconds faster than Long Bao's!

"Bang!"

When the shot rang out, Long Bao's muzzle had only just begun to rise!

The orange-red laser accurately hit Long Bao's chest, and white smoke billowed out with a "pssh"!

[Divine Sword · Long Bao: Eliminated]

[First Place: Falcon Special Forces Brigade, Su Han]

The scene was dead silent.

Everyone stared at Su Han's right hand—

The slide of that Type 92 was still in its recoiled state, and his index finger was slightly red, showing the incredible explosive power from just now.

"This..." Long Bao's Adam's apple bobbed. "What kind of chambering method is this?"

The technician tremblingly replayed the slow-motion footage: Su Han's index finger hooked the slide groove like an iron hook, his middle finger pre-pressed the trigger, and his ring and pinky fingers fixed the grip as if they had taken root. The entire movement was as smooth as flowing water.

The Captains in the observation room were all too shocked to speak.

On-site, Su Han briefly explained the process to Long Bao.

After hearing it, the latter's mouth hung slightly open, unable to say a single word.

"Impossible!" Roger from Wild Wolf suddenly stood up. "Relying solely on the index finger to rack the slide? How much finger strength would that require?"

"What's even scarier is the stability..." Bingdao from Snow Leopard stared fixedly at the screen. "Under such an unconventional grip, his muzzle didn't even twitch!"

Su Han smiled slightly and demonstrated again—his index finger hooked the slide like a steel pincer, his middle finger rested lightly on the trigger, and his last three fingers were as steady as cast iron.

*Clack!*

The metallic sound of the slide moving was crisp and pleasant to the ear.

"The Type 92 slide requires 18 kilograms of pull force," Su Han stretched his reddened index finger. "My finger strength has undergone special training."

He looked at Long Bao. "Want to try?"

Long Bao took the pistol and tried to mimic Su Han's movements, only to find that his index finger couldn't pull the slide back on its own at all.

"Damn it..." He shook his head with a wry smile. "How many fingers would you have to ruin to achieve this?"

In the observation room, the various Captains were completely won over.

Wang Yuanchao slapped the table and laughed loudly. "Good, good, good! First on the total score list is our Falcon, and the individual champion is also our Falcon! Hahaha...!"

Long Zhan from the Marine Corps stared at the screen and muttered to himself, "Pulling the slide with the index finger, controlling the trigger with the middle finger, and fixing with the last three fingers... this shooting style is simply unheard of!"

...

The entire competition grounds fell into a brief silence.

"0.1 seconds..." Long Bao looked down at the sensor on his chest that was still emitting smoke and suddenly smiled. "I am utterly defeated."

He strode toward Su Han and, under the astonished gazes of everyone, suddenly stood at attention and saluted. "Long Bao of the Divine Sword Special Forces Brigade pays respects to the champion!"

This action was like a signal, and the other eliminated contestants also stood up and saluted one after another.

Bingdao from Snow Leopard, Roger from Wild Wolf, Wang You from Desert Wolf...

These elites from various units now had only pure admiration in their eyes.

In the observation room, the twelve Captains stood up simultaneously.

"I announce!" The Chief Referee's sonorous voice rang through the competition grounds via the drones. "The individual champion of this All-Army Special Forces Competition—Falcon Special Forces Brigade, Su Han!"

"First place in total team points—Falcon Special Forces Brigade!"

As the words fell, Zhou Mo, Monkey, Da Xiong, and Lynx from Falcon rushed over, charging toward the cliff like madmen.

"Su Han!" Monkey ran at the front with his limp, his voice cracking with excitement. "You're fucking amazing!"

Zhou Mo leaped onto the rock and, without a word, hoisted Su Han onto his shoulders. "Brothers! Catch him!"

"One, two, three—"

Amidst everyone's cheers, Su Han was tossed into the air.

Under the deep blue sky, his training uniform, covered in mud and gunpowder smoke, was exceptionally striking, and the Falcon armband glistened in the sunlight.

"Higher!" Da Xiong opened his arms below, a row of white teeth showing on his dark face as he grinned. "Let the whole army see our Soldier King!"

Lin Hu from the Marine Corps leaned against a nearby rock and shook his head with a smile. "This kid... he really did it."