41: Chapter 41 Life Mentor Yang Han

Su Guodong didn't believe it for a second.

Even he couldn't hit a 100-ring score three consecutive times on a 5-meter target for the first time.

Perhaps the top snipers in the Special Forces could do it, but Yang Han was just a recruit.

This was why Su Guodong had such a doubt.

Gong Jian's gaze was unreadable. He sized up Yang Han for a few moments before handing the binoculars to Su Guodong. "If you don't believe it, take the binoculars and see for yourself."

"Fine."

Su Guodong quickly agreed, took the binoculars, and looked toward the third target.

Three darts, all indeed hitting 100 rings, and they formed a triangle on the target.

Everyone watched as Su Guodong's jaw gradually dropped, and then the binoculars in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

Gong Jian barked, "You old rascal, pay attention! If those binoculars are broken, I'm docking your pay."

Su Guodong stared blankly, his eyes still filled with disbelief.

It was indeed 100 rings; that was Yang Han's target.

"How did he do it?"

"He's a recruit!"

Su Guodong couldn't help but speak out.

Gong Jian spread his hands helplessly; he wanted to know too.

The veterans of the Fourth Company were in an uproar.

Su Guodong's words undoubtedly confirmed Yang Han's results.

Three darts, all 100 rings. He had directly crushed Su Guodong and He Chenguang, achieving something they had never done before.

Everyone was secretly shocked. After looking at Su Guodong for a moment, they all knew that from today onward...

The title of the Sharpshooter Fourth Company's number one sniper might be changing hands.

Because Yang Han's talent was the strongest; if his first time throwing darts was this ridiculous, his sniper rifle skills certainly wouldn't be weak.

In this small competition, Yang Han undoubtedly held an overwhelming advantage.

He Chenguang had a face full of question marks. Three 100-ring hits—Yang Han's dart-throwing ability was actually stronger than his too.

He Chenguang's heart was filled with a complex mix of emotions.

From the New Recruit Company to the Sharpshooter Fourth Company, he had been constantly suppressed by Yang Han. He had been number one since he was a child, but after joining the army, he was forever stuck as the eternal second place.

Both Su Guodong and He Chenguang looked somewhat dazed...

emotion points +100, +100, +100...

Yang Han's accuracy with the darts had shocked everyone present.

Therefore, the harvest of emotion points was very substantial.

Yang Han thought to himself, "System, how many emotion points do I have now?"

"Ding! Current remaining emotion points: 2,200!"

A slight smile appeared on Yang Han's face.

The more emotion points, the better. Yang Han's current comprehensive strength was already very strong, and he was getting closer and closer to becoming a top-tier Special Forces soldier.

"Continue training!"

At that moment, Gong Jian shouted loudly.

Following Gong Jian's order, many people began practicing their darts. In the crowd, Su Guodong and He Chenguang were listless, both appearing as if they had fallen into a depression, remaining silent and withdrawn.

In contrast, Wang Yanbing and Li Erniu were both working very hard to learn. Their talent was also decent, earning them Gong Jian's praise.

Since early on, Wang Yanbing felt that he would never be Yang Han's match in any aspect. Therefore, he had long since given up on the idea of comparing himself to a freak like Yang Han.

When Yang Han displayed his terrifying ability in dart training, Wang Yanbing felt only shock and envy; the blow was nowhere near as heavy as it was for He Chenguang.

After the dart training, Gong Jian led everyone to sniper rifle training. Unsurprisingly, Yang Han was very skilled with the sniper rifle. On his first contact, his results were on par with Su Guodong's! This made Su Guodong feel extremely uncomfortable.

The afternoon training ended.

Everyone went to the cafeteria to eat.

Yang Han sat in his spot, and Li Erniu proactively leaned over to ask for advice. Yang Han was happy to explain some of his experiences with darts and sniping.

The more Yang Han spoke, the more the people around him showed expressions of reverence.

Evening.

Everyone had finished washing up and gone to bed, but in Dormitory 001, where Yang Han was located, two people were missing.

Su Guodong and He Chenguang were not there.

Yang Han's brow furrowed slightly. Where did those two go?

He then got out of bed, prepared to go take a look himself.

At this time, on the training ground.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

He Chenguang was forcefully punching a large tree in front of him. The tree was covered in fist marks, and He Chenguang's hands were battered and bloody. He felt extremely frustrated.

To the side, Su Guodong was actually sitting there. He had somehow gotten a cigarette and was smoking it, his face full of melancholy.

Su Guodong extinguished the cigarette and looked coldly at He Chenguang, who was punching the tree. "Stop throwing a tantrum here. If you're so capable, go challenge that Yang Han to a duel."

"Why the hell don't you go challenge him?! Do you have any idea how strong he is? He could take on ten of me alone!"

He Chenguang couldn't help but explode, directly cursing back at Su Guodong.

However, Su Guodong's temper seemed to have leveled out; he only gave a cold laugh. "Tch, then you're no different from a piece of trash, only knowing how to vent your anger on a tree."

"You have the nerve to talk about me? A veteran who got beaten into submission, humph!" He Chenguang glared.

They were both fellow sufferers at the end of the world, having been hit too hard by Yang Han, so they were both sitting here tonight to clear their heads.

Except the tension between them was very thick.

Su Guodong immediately became annoyed upon hearing this. He crushed the cigarette under his foot and barked, "You brat, why are you yelling at me? It looks like I need to teach you a lesson. I can't beat that bastard Yang Han, but I can't beat you?"

As he spoke, he walked aggressively toward He Chenguang. He Chenguang didn't back down either; he was a youth martial arts champion, after all, and was quite strong.

However, just as the two of them were face-to-face and about to start fighting...

A calm voice drifted over: "What are you two doing?"

Both turned their heads at the same time and saw Yang Han walking over.

"It's the middle of the night and you're not sleeping. What kind of madness is this?"

Yang Han said with a frown.

Su Guodong felt stifled. He was about to ask what it had to do with him, but then he remembered that this kid had said he was the boss of Dormitory 001!

Since he was the boss, they naturally had to listen to him, so Su Guodong held his tongue.

He Chenguang let out a breath and turned his head away, not looking at Yang Han.

Yang Han looked the two of them over and suddenly roared, "You two useless pieces of trash!"

"After being beaten by me, you don't even have the courage to look at me now?"

"Look at me, you two trash!"

Yang Han's roar startled them both. They looked at Yang Han reluctantly.

Yang Han's eyes were like a man-eating Siberian tiger, inspiring fear. "What are you? You're soldiers! Are soldiers so easily defeated? Do you lose your spirit the moment you're surpassed? What are you fighting for? For yourselves? For your rankings? For your status in the army?"

"Huh?!"

The sudden roar caused the faces of Su Guodong and He Chenguang to change drastically. They couldn't help but think of their original intention for enlisting—who among them hadn't joined to serve the country and protect the people?

"You only need to surpass yourselves!"

"Don't worry about whether you surpass me or not, do you understand?!"

Yang Han roared again.

He Chenguang and Su Guodong suddenly saw the light, as if clouds had been pushed aside to reveal the clear sky. Yang Han's words made them see everything clearly...