109: Chapter 109 Eagle Eye Vision

Chapter 109 Eagle Eye Vision

Late at night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

At the foot of the Western Mountains, the underground shooting range of the Dongcheng Association.

Having been here once before, Fang Cheng familiarly walked into the hidden shop selling firearms.

A tall, robust, and muscular man was organizing the shelves.

It looked like he was about to close up and rest.

"Brother Hu."

Fang Cheng took the initiative to greet him as soon as he entered the door.

"Oh, it's you, kid."

The muscular salesman turned back to look, his gaze slightly surprised: "Coming over so late, didn't Ma Donghe come with you?"

Fang Cheng nodded and walked over to the shelf.

Last time, through Ma Donghe's introduction, both of them knew each other's names, so they could be considered acquainted.

He swept his gaze past the dazzling array of firearms and then looked at the ammunition area.

Then he spoke:

"I want five 7.62mm caliber magazines and fifty rounds of bullets, do you have them in stock?"

Hearing this, Brother Hu immediately replied:

"Yes, with routine goods like this, how could I possibly be out of stock here..."

While speaking, a cell phone ringtone rang out.

"Wait, let me answer a call first."

Brother Hu picked up the phone on the counter, put it to his ear, and listened for a sentence.

Then he glanced at Fang Cheng and turned into the inner room, seemingly having some Gang secrets to discuss.

Fang Cheng had no idle time to eavesdrop on other people's private matters at all.

His eyes only stared at the weapons and equipment on the shelves, calculating in his heart how the money in his hands should be spent.

His gaze first fell on those firearms.

Hearing Ma Donghe say that to avoid causing too much trouble, it was impossible to sell heavy weapons like machine guns or rocket launchers here.

As for rifles, although their power was much greater than pistols, the price was correspondingly much more expensive.

Some classic models with good performance were priced at least over ten thousand yuan, which somewhat exceeded Fang Cheng's budget.

Moreover, there was also a very critical problem, which was that it was inconvenient to carry and easily attracted the attention of others.

Even if Gang members secretly bought rifles, they only hid them at home as a means of defense.

Instead of holding a rifle and running to the street to brawl with people.

That wasn't called a Gang, it became being fierce bandits.

Fang Cheng then looked over the various pistol models again.

Feeling that the power was about the same as the Black Demon in his hand, buying it wouldn't improve much combat power.

Finally, Fang Cheng's gaze still fell on the clothing area, on a special forces combat uniform.

This was the most important purpose of his special trip to the Western Mountains.

Although Ma Donghe said this set of clothes belonged to a neutered version, the bulletproof effect was very ordinary.

But if he fell into a melee of a hail of bullets in the future, having it was better than not having it.

Furthermore, judging from Fang Cheng's current physical fitness and muscle strength, as long as it wasn't hitting areas like the head, throat, heart, and lower abdomen, it shouldn't cause serious injury.

Adding this extra layer of protection was equivalent to adding half a life.

"Are you looking to buy body armor?"

Brother Hu didn't know when he had walked out of the inner room, and seeing Fang Cheng staring at that set of combat uniform, he spoke up and asked.

Then, he brought out the previous set of sales pitches again.

Seeing that Fang Cheng didn't respond for a long time, he then said somewhat mysteriously:

"If you still want something better, I actually have a set of goods here that has been backlogged for a long time. I see that your figure is quite suitable, and the price can be slightly accommodated. Do you want to take a look?"

Fang Cheng hadn't rushed to express his stance just now, just wanting to try to drive down the price.

Now hearing him say this, he couldn't help but generate some extra interest.

A very small storage room in the inner room was opened.

After following Brother Hu inside, following the direction of his finger.

Fang Cheng saw a set of combat uniform worn on a mannequin, and his gaze was instantly attracted by it.

This set of clothes was pitch black all over, with almost no phenomenon of reflecting light.

If one carefully observed the fabric, it even faintly gave people the texture of python scales.

The chest position was decorated with bulletproof armor, propped up like an exoskeleton, making it look particularly stylish.

"The greatest value of this combat uniform is that it uses the military's newly developed fabric, which has anti-cut, fire-proof, and insect-repellent functions, and can also evade infrared imager reconnaissance in the dark."

"The vest and chest positions are equipped with high-strength bulletproof fiber boards, and the armpits and lower abdomen are the only weaknesses."

"On the premise of ensuring the protective effect as much as possible, you can wear it more comfortably. You also know that too much armor will only affect the convenience of movement."

"The helmet also uses high-strength bulletproof fiber Materials, which can resist a certain degree of explosion impact and heavy object pressure."

"The glasses part uses resin Materials, which has high transparency, impact resistance, and good optical performance, capable of providing a clear field of vision and protecting the eyes from external harm..."

Brother Hu introduced the relevant parameters and design functions of the clothes in great detail, almost blowing it out of proportion.

Fang Cheng nodded, seeming to understand yet not quite.

Perhaps he was thinking too much, but he always felt that his service attitude suddenly became much more enthusiastic.

However, Fang Cheng was indeed quite fond of the styling design of this combat uniform.

The all-black fabric and the anti-infrared imager effect both very much fit his own needs.

Especially the tactical mask.

It was not that kind of large hood design, only slightly larger than the head shape, shaped like a skull.

After pulling down the goggles, it could fully cover the relatively weak face, resembling a pitch-black, ferocious ghost face.

"How much?"

Fang Cheng examined it for a moment, his heart stirred slightly, and then he asked for the price.

"25,000 yuan."

Brother Hu quoted the price.

Hearing this, Fang Cheng was stunned for a moment.

He didn't know whether to say this price was cheap or too expensive.

"Opportunities are rare. Once you miss this village, there won't be this shop."

Seeing Fang Cheng revealing the intention to buy, Brother Hu continued to dutifully promote:

"However, this is just the price of a pure combat uniform. As for targeting Systems, radios, optical converters, and the like, we don't sell them here."

Fang Cheng slightly nodded.

What he valued most when buying a combat uniform was the chest and facial protection effect.

As for other fancy designs and supporting equipment, he didn't need them at all, nor would he use them.

After thinking about it repeatedly and comparing it with the relatively cheap clothes outside.

Fang Cheng then made a decision.

Wasn't it just 25,000 yuan? Bought!

Of course, before making the final decision, he still had to try it on.

Under Brother Hu's guidance, Fang Cheng neatly put on the combat uniform and put on the tactical mask.

Then he raised his arms and legs, punching into the air with lightning-fast jabs amidst a swooshing sound.

Then with a "pa" sound, he whipped out an extremely fierce roundhouse kick.

Feeling that his action agility was not affected much, he nodded with satisfaction.

Brother Hu, who was standing aside watching, contracted his pupils, looking exceptionally shocked.

His expression changed slightly, and his service attitude immediately became even more enthusiastic:

"Brother Fang, there is a full-length mirror over there, you can go take a look."

Walking in front of the mirror, Fang Cheng admired himself for a moment.

Wearing this set of equipment, his whole styling faintly had a sci-fi flavor of a futuristic warrior.

It was also like the face-covering armor of an ancient military general, completely unable to see his eyes and appearance, exuding an inexplicable coldness.

Afterward, he came to the outer counter and packed the clothes and mask.

Fang Cheng took out the 20,000 yuan in cash he brought.

This money was naturally far from enough.

However, hidden in his messenger bag were the spoils of war confiscated from the killed Gang members.

Under Brother Hu's surprised gaze, six pistols of different standardizations were dumped all at once on the counter.

These firearm styles were ordinary, the types were too mixed, and the bullet calibers were also different.

Fang Cheng didn't plan to hide them for his own use, but instead took them all out to exchange for money.

After Brother Hu carefully disassembled and inspected the guns, he estimated the depreciated unit prices respectively.

Finally, he gave a total quotation of 10,300 yuan.

Fang Cheng readily agreed.

Combat uniform, mask, magazines, bullets, adding up, it cost close to 28,000 yuan.

With this coming and going, the money in the bag was left with just over 2,000.

Afterward, Fang Cheng looked at the panel with slightly hesitant eyes.

[Marksmanship lv1 (160/250)]

Seeing that adding another 90 points of experience value could promote Marksmanship to the Great Master level and further enhance his own strength.

It was a pity that the money was no longer enough.

Otherwise, he could choose to stay here and continue hitting targets to practice shooting, breaking through the skill progress bar in one go before setting off.

While pondering, Brother Hu's considerate voice sounded again:

"Brother Fang, if you want to practice shooting, now is a good opportunity. The shooting range recently has a discount promotion event during idle hours..."

Practice shooting in the middle of the night and still get a discount?

Hearing about such a good thing for the first time, Fang Cheng instantly rekindled the thought of practicing skills.

Coming to a quiet shooting hall.

At this time, except for the staff on duty, no other customers could be seen, nor were there any shooting coaches accompanying them.

Fang Cheng stood alone on the shooting platform, put on shooting glasses and headsets, and picked up the training gun.

Looking at the targets erected in front, his gaze slightly condensed, and he calmed his heart.

"Start practicing..."

As an instruction rang out.

Swish, swish, swish, the moving targets on the guide rails shuttled back and forth rapidly.

"Bang, bang, bang—"

Fire burst out suddenly, bullets spewed continuously, and the targets fell down one after another accordingly.

Near midnight, the gunshots echoed continuously in the empty shooting hall, exceptionally loud like thunder.

A lonely figure kept crawling, rolling, and jumping, doing various tactical actions while raising the gun to aim and shoot from various angles.

After the gunshots lasted for about half an hour.

The four rounds of moving target shooting practice ended.

Fang Cheng stopped his footsteps and slowly loosened his index finger pulling the trigger.

His eyes flickered slightly, looking at the prompt information appearing in front of him.

[Congratulations, through unremitting efforts, your skill has progressed to the next level and has reached the Great Master level]

[Marksmanship lv2 (0/500)]

[Obtained reinforcement reward, skill special effect "Eagle Eye Vision"]

[Eagle Eye Vision: Under a state of intense concentration, you can imitate an eagle's eyes to observe the surrounding environment, temporarily increasing visual range, field of vision, and light sensitivity for a period of time]

Looking at the description of the skill special effect, Fang Cheng couldn't help but be somewhat stunned.

Blade Technique skill had the special effect of concealing figures.

Now Marksmanship was promoted to the Great Master level, and he possessed a visual special effect that even top snipers envied.

"Is this really making me take the assassin route?"

At the break of dawn.

Fang Cheng walked out of the shooting range, breathing the chilly air in the mountains, and looked at a bus coming to pick up and drop off gamblers.

Last night, after practicing Marksmanship and successfully upgrading, he made do and coped inside for the night.

It was soon going to be dawn, and it was time to leave.

Fang Cheng took out an old card painted with a hexagram Easter egg from his inner pocket, reciting silently in his heart:

"I hope you can truly bless Wen Xin and me to return safely together..."

Then he solemnly stuffed the card back into his pocket, raised his head, and strode towards the bus.

...

A day's time quickly passed in the blink of an eye.

At dusk, flying birds swept across the sky, and a trace of light orange-red stained and spread out.

The whole city was still bustling with heavy traffic, immersed in an atmosphere intertwined with hustle and bustle and tranquility.

Fang Cheng stood on a tall building, looking out at the distant scenery.

The wind blew the hair in front of his forehead to flutter disorderly. When he narrowed his eyes slightly, his pupils seemed to have current flashing through them.

In his field of vision, the clear outline of a fairly spacious, three-story building was presented.

Around the building were stacked some open-air containers, and from time to time, forklifts loading and unloading goods could be seen, as well as figures walking back and forth.

The field of vision moved further into the distance.

Many large container cruise ships were docked at the pier, and huge port cranes frequently raised and lowered.

The sea surface under the reflection of the rosy clouds quietly rippled with orange ripples.

An ocean-going giant ship was sailing into the port, stirring up a long string of surging splashes.

"It seems it's indeed not time for cargo shipping..."

Fang Cheng retracted his gaze and muttered to himself in a low voice, the scene in front of him instantly returning to normal.

That large three-story building was the warehouse Madman Hui mentioned.

The specific situation inside couldn't be seen clearly.

But according to the design drawings obtained from the port planning bureau in the morning, the architectural structure should be basically the same.

As for the guard personnel arranged inside, Fang Cheng preliminarily estimated that there definitely wouldn't be few.

Because from eight o'clock in the morning until now, three batches of people had entered it successively, and none of them came out again.

If adding the guards already deployed previously, the total number of people was at least over one hundred and fifty.

Wu Shihao seemed to have transferred all the elite members of his subordinate Gang here to guard it with a focus.

While pondering, Fang Cheng rubbed his slightly dry eye sockets.

Just now, using Eagle Eye Vision to observe the target for nearly half an hour consumed a lot of energy.

Slightly different from the improvement of visual clarity and resolution brought by the mental attribute.

After this skill special effect was cast, its main function was to make his field of vision larger and further, reducing the degree of light distortion on vision.

Even following his thought, it could shorten the visual distance by several times, just like putting on an invisible telescope.

The location of that warehouse was nearly two thousand meters away from here, but after Fang Cheng used Eagle Eye Vision, it was as if it were close at hand.

Not only that.

An eagle's field of vision was very broad. Each eye could see a field of vision of about 270 degrees, and the overlapping part of the two eyes was about 140 degrees, with almost no blind spots.

This broad field of vision enabled them to simultaneously see the scenery ahead, behind, and to the sides in high altitudes.

After Fang Cheng used the skill special effect, he could similarly imitate this visual effect of an eagle to a certain extent, preventing himself from being attacked from behind.

To sum it up, it was having an ultra-long visual distance and an ultra-wide field of view, enabling him to scout the surrounding environment faster and more easily lock onto hunting targets.

And he could also try his best to maintain optimal vision in complex environments such as darkness or fog.

This was actually a kind of spiritual perception ability similar to a sixth sense, so it was particularly dependent on the amplification effect of the mental attribute.

As the basic attributes increased, the skill special effect would likewise become more pronounced and more powerful.

Of course, using it also required consuming more spiritual energy.

Beside the rooftop railing, Fang Cheng stood against the wind, silently calculating.

He raised his head and glanced at the crimson setting sun hanging between the tall buildings.

Then he walked to the spacious area behind him and continued the exercise that was not yet completed before — Back Bridge standing up.

In order to maintain abundant physical energy, today's daily training plan was temporarily suspended.

However, the practice of specific skills was not stopped.

[Back Bridge lv1 (248/250)]

Looking at the skill progress bar displayed on the panel, Fang Cheng muttered to himself in a low voice:

"It's fast. After completing the Breakthrough, I will become even more powerful, beyond the enemy's imagination..."

The upcoming battle even more needed the physical fitness improvement brought by basic attributes.

If there was no particularly outstanding special effect reinforcement reward, Fang Cheng decided that after this upgrade, he would choose free attribute points.

Then wait until night, with the cover of night, to launch actions.

30 points of agility attribute, combined with skill special effects and the black combat uniform, would truly turn himself into a ghost assassin lurking in the dark night.

"204."

"205."

"206."

"..."

At the top of the seventy-third-floor tall building, Fang Cheng's body fell backward, and then he supported the ground to stand up.

The outline of the city under the reflection of the setting sun appeared unusually solemn, and also cast a layer of golden brilliance on the figure continuously exercising the physique.

Suddenly, the panel flickered with light, and several prompt messages surfaced in the air.

[Congratulations, through unremitting efforts, your skill has progressed to the next level and has reached the Great Master level]

[Back Bridge lv2 (0/500)]

[Obtained skill reinforcement reward, 9 free attributes]