Xu Haishui was stunned to hear he had 13 minor issues.
He admitted his Gun Technique wasn’t great, but he could accurately hit a moving target at 25 ters. That should at least count as proficient.
’Thirteen issues? I probably couldn’t find that many flaws even if I were teaching a complete rookie!’
Lin Xinghai paid no mind to what Xu Haishui was thinking and imdiately began his critique. "Your first minor issue is that regardless of which direction the moving target appears from, you always sweep your crosshairs from left to right to acquire it."
"This is the first thing you need to fix. Aiming requires prediction. You have to anticipate the target’s direction of movent and then snap your crosshairs directly onto its path in a single motion."
"This is the most basic form of predictive practice. If you can’t master this, you can forget about ever hitting a High Level Zombie."
"Your second problem is..."
Lin Xinghai continued, his words flowing without pause as he pointed out Xu Haishui’s flaws one by one. He ticulously detailed every issue, from aiming and firing to posture and body movents.
Although these were all minor issues, when taken together, they ford the biggest obstacle preventing his Gun Technique from improving.
Even though Lin Xinghai was speaking to Xu Haishui, the other rcenaries had similar minor flaws and habits. After listening to Lin Xinghai’s analysis, many of them had a feeling of sudden enlightennt.
After finishing with Xu Haishui, Lin Xinghai coached Wu Yan, and finally, Roger.
It was worth noting that for a mber with top-tier Gun Technique like Roger, the content of Lin Xinghai’s guidance changed. He moved from basic marksmanship issues to predictive aiming—a topic only experts would typically encounter.
After instructing those three, Lin Xinghai imdiately brought up another three, continuing to point out each person’s deficiencies.
Half an hour later, Lin Xinghai had finally given everyone a round of pointers.
Next ca practice. With 30 people needing to train, one shooting range was definitely not enough.
They would need at least five High Level shooting ranges. Six people to a range was the bare minimum.
Each range provided three Firearms. Under these conditions, the six people could be split into two groups of three and rotate continuously.
The group that rotated out could rest, ensuring that no ti in the training facility was wasted. Two days of this should be enough.
When Lin Xinghai shared this idea with Shen Han, he noticed her expression turn a little sour.
Just as he was wondering what was wrong, Shen Han called him and the other Squad Leaders outside.
"Right now, our rcenary Corps account has less than 20,000 Points remaining. Those need to be reserved for purchasing ammunition, so we don’t have enough Points," Shen Han said bluntly.
In truth, when she had heard Lin Xinghai talk about training earlier, she hadn’t thought much of it. She assud he would just open a Basic Level or Interdiate shooting range. She never expected him to require High Level ones.
Not only that, but he wanted to open five of them at once. And with groups rotating, they would be running 24 hours a day.
A High Level shooting range costs 100 Points per hour. With five ranges, that’s 500 Points an hour. A full day would co to 12,000 Points.
By that calculation, the rcenary Corps’ savings weren’t even enough for everyone to practice for two days.
Roger and the others thought about it for a mont and realized the cost was truly terrifying. Two days would cost 24,000 Points. For any Second Level rcenary Corps, that was by no ans a small sum, especially since the Heaven-Sundering rcenary Corps was particularly short on funds right now.
Yet, they had just organized everyone for training. If they couldn’t even afford the training grounds, they would be in an awkward position.
"Should we pool our personal funds?" Xu Haishui suggested.
"No need. I’ll cover it," Lin Xinghai offered.
24,000 Points was truly nothing to him now. If he needed to, he could take the Mountain and Sea rcenary Corps out to hunt Zombies for a day and earn that much back.
"On behalf of the rcenary Corps, thank you. However, an expense like this won’t be covered by an individual. We’ll consider this a loan to the rcenary Corps. We will repay you within a week, plus 10% interest as compensation," Shen Han said, looking at Lin Xinghai seriously.
Lin Xinghai nodded. He understood this was the best way to handle it. A rcenary Corps needed to have its own rules.
He transferred the 24,000 Points to Shen Han’s account, and she imdiately went and rented five High Level shooting ranges.
A transaction this large even brought out a supervisor from the rcenary Guild. After enthusiastically confirming the details, he went a step further and specially assigned a staff mber to handle all of the Heaven-Sundering rcenary Corps’s needs.
Soon, everyone was assigned to their respective ranges and began training.
Lin Xinghai moved between the training ranges, correcting and instructing them over and over again.
It was worth noting that the person with the best Gun Technique in the entire rcenary Corps wasn’t Roger, but the Vice-Commander, Shen Han.
It was just that on missions, she was mainly responsible for piloting a cha, so most people had no idea what her actual Gun Technique was like.
But on the training range, once she displayed her skills, Lin Xinghai judged that if Shen Han were to challenge the marksmanship leaderboards, she could probably break into the top 80.
To an ordinary person, that was definitely the level of a marksmanship master. But in Lin Xinghai’s eyes, there wasn’t much difference between her and any other rcenary.
With the knowledge instilled in his mind by the system, Lin Xinghai’s understanding of Gun Technique was utterly overwhelming compared to everyone else.
Even when instructing Shen Han, he could identify the core of the problem with pinpoint accuracy.
As for the other rcenaries, it went without saying. Everyone could feel their Gun Technique improving, bit by bit.
The feeling was incredible, the kind of progress many people could only dream of. No supervision was needed; everyone trained with complete focus. Even the mbers resting on the side were full of energy, watching their comrades train and discussing how to improve.
They trained like this for a full three hours. Lin Xinghai glanced at the ti on his wrist-mounted computer. It was already 7 PM, but no one had even stopped for dinner.
He looked at the group, whose enthusiasm was so high they showed no sign of wanting to eat, and felt a sense of helplessness.
Today was supposed to be the day Liu Miaomiao and the others moved into their new dorm. He had wanted to go help, but now he would have to bail on them.
Soti after 8 o’clock, Fang Tianhe arrived, and with him was Liu Miaomiao.
"See? I told you Ah Hai was fine. Now that you’ve seen him, you can relax!" Fang Tianhe said with a laugh.
Hearing Fang Tianhe’s words, Liu Miaomiao’s worried expression instantly turned into a bashful blush. She lowered her head, too embarrassed to look at Lin Xinghai.
"You two chat. I won’t be a third wheel. I’m going to go check on their training progress." Fang Tianhe laughed and headed toward another shooting range.
"Um... if you’re busy, I won’t disturb you. I’ll head back now." Before Lin Xinghai could even speak, Liu Miaomiao quickly said, her face flushing as she turned to leave.
But just as she turned, Lin Xinghai grabbed her arm.
"Hey... I haven’t eaten yet. You can’t just abandon , can you?" Lin Xinghai imdiately feigned a pitiful expression.
"Ah! You’ve been that busy?" Liu Miaomiao asked, surprised.
"Yeah! I’m already a Squad Leader. In a few days, I’ll probably be promoted to Vice-Commander. I’ll likely be even busier then."
"Sigh... After you guys move out, I don’t even know how I’ll manage to take care of myself."
At this, Lin Xinghai finally revealed his true intentions. "So... why don’t you move to the Middle Level District sooner and co live with ?"
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