At the start, I tricked the school beauty, and ended up with twins?

Gu Yu picked up the AKM on the rack, which was warming up, and looked at Wu Shaohan, whose mood had visibly darkened since the competition with Grief.

"Aren't you playing anymore?"

He casually asked.

Wu Shaohan shook his head, "No, I suddenly lost interest."

Gu Yu nodded slightly, not continuing to ask for the reason.

Everyone has their little secrets, and he knew Wu Shaohan's must be a difficult one to discuss.

"You must be very good with guns, teach Xinyue, I'm afraid she will hurt herself messing around alone."

Gu Yu placed his hand on his shoulder.

Wu Shaohan looked surprised and pointed at the untouched eighty-meter target in front of him, "Me? Good with guns?"

He didn't understand how Gu Yu could tell he was good with guns.

"Uh… at least better than me and Lin Xinyue, right?" Gu Yu gestured toward Lin Xinyue's direction with his lips.

Wu Shaohan glanced her way, only to see Lin Xinyue squatting on the ground, leaning her rifle to one side, then inserting bullets into the magazine one at a time.

Even the direction was reversed…

Leaving her to it would either result in a jam or a burst chamber!

Meanwhile, Grove was communicating with Dai Zhengguo and a few old men through gestures, too busy to attend to Lin Xinyue at the moment.

"Alright, I'll go then, you don't mind, do you?"

Wu Shaohan then nodded, agreeing that it was indeed dangerous for Lin Xinyue in her current state.

But he was a bit worried that Gu Yu might mind since he was a guy and Lin Xinyue was Gu Yu's fiancée.

"Hahaha, what do I have to mind? Xinyue has always treated you like a sister!"

Gu Yu couldn't help but laugh.

He wasn't the type to be jealous, and besides, he and Wu Shaohan might not be best buddies, but they were good friends who got along well.

"Haha, true…" Hearing Gu Yu say this, Wu Shaohan felt relieved.

Indeed, he had many female friends in China who generally treated him as a sister, almost like best friends.

After all, he was aware of his own situation.

"Then I'll go and help." Accepting Gu Yu's request, Wu Shaohan walked over to Lin Xinyue.

Gu Yu watched Wu Shaohan's retreating figure and hesitated before calling him back, "Well, to be honest, I actually understand Bengali, I overheard your conversation with Grief just now."

Wu Shaohan stopped in his tracks.

He turned around, his face a mix of surprise and panic, not expecting Gu Yu to have discovered his secret.

"Impossible… You speak Bengali?"

Wu Shaohan lowered his voice and stared at Gu Yu, his eyes filled with the anxiousness of someone whose secret had been uncovered.

"No… but I can understand it. As for why, I have my secrets too."

Gu Yu shook his head with a mysterious smile.

Seeing his smile, Wu Shaohan paused for a moment.

"I understand." He suddenly got the meaning of Gu Yu's words.

What Gu Yu meant was, he didn't care about whatever secrets Wu Shaohan had, and still treated him as the Wu Shaohan he knew, but to put him at ease, he revealed his own secret about understanding Bengali.

"Okay, go on then, thanks!"

Gu Yu didn't dwell too much on this topic since they were out for fun, and discussing it could affect the mood.

After finishing, Gu Yu bowed his head and continued to check his gun.

Wu Shaohan hesitated, then said, "I am that Sharpshooter Wu Hui that Grief mentioned, but the me now has nothing to do with the Wu Hui from before."

"I don't know any Wu Hui, I only know Wu Shaohan."

Gu Yu said dismissively.

Wu Shaohan's eyes suddenly brightened, and he gratefully looked at the nonchalant Gu Yu, "Thank you."

His mood brightened again, and he walked briskly towards Lin Xinyue.

At the same time, he made a secret vow to himself to teach Lin Xinyue everything he knew!

…

"System, how much longer until the experience conversion is complete?" Gu Yu loaded his AKM with bullets, then raised the gun in his hands, adjusting his stance.

[About ten more minutes.]

"Understood."

Gu Yu continuously adjusted his stance when suddenly Gloda approached.

"You're holding a rifle, your waist shouldn't be so straight."

Although he had been bested by Gu Yu during the arm-wrestling segment, Gloda, as a coach, immediately noticed the incorrect posture and patted Gu Yu's back directly.

Assuming Gu Yu didn't understand his words, he used gestures for assistance.

Gu Yu heard him and immediately bowed slightly.

At the same time, the knowledge about firearm handling techniques had just finished converting in his mind.

Almost subconsciously, Gu Yu steadied the forestock with his left hand, his right shoulder against the butt, controlling the grip and the trigger, and with one eye peered at the distant target, ready to fire at any moment.

This move completely baffled Gloda.

He had just patted Gu Yu's back, how did all the movements suddenly become standard?

He was clearly not proficient just now!

How in a matter of seconds did he look like a soldier who had enlisted for over a year?

This wasn't right!

Gloda looked at his hand, plunged into deep confusion.

"Shall we try firing a shot?" Gloda said to Gu Yu and, realizing that Gu Yu did not understand Bengali, he made a firing gesture with his hands.

Without hesitation, Gu Yu switched off the safety and then pulled the trigger with a nervous heart.

This was his first time shooting a gun!

"Bang!" A gunshot fired, a flash at the muzzle, followed by Gu Yu seeing a burst of white dust on the wall opposite…

Well, he missed the target!

And it was wildly off! At least five meters off!

The recoil of the gun was too strong; at the moment it fired, despite his correct stance and some mental preparation, he was still pushed half a step back.

"…Your aim is much worse than I thought," Gloda remarked dryly as he looked at another dent in the wall.

He had thought that with such a standard stance, Gu Yu's accuracy should be decent, close to the target if not right on.

Instead, he almost hit the target next to his!

Gu Yu ignored him and fired another shot.

This time, better prepared and fully harnessing his body, the results were immediately noticeable, with the bullet landing much closer to the target.

But after just the second shot, he felt a numbness in his shoulder!

It was as if a hammer had struck him there.

"Right, keep your eye on the sight, aligning it perfectly. You can try shooting, though the recoil of this gun is quite small, be mindful of the butt hitting your eye," Wu Shaohan spoke up just as Gu Yu was about to fire the third shot.

"You got it, girl!"

Lin Xinyue nodded vigorously, then with an incorrect posture raised her AR15 and after aiming for several seconds, she pulled the trigger.

"Pop!"

The bullet fired instantly, then hit the edge of a target eighty meters away.

While the metal target wasn't knocked down, it shook violently, proving she had actually hit it!

"Holy crap! I hit it!"

Lin Xinyue excitedly jumped up holding the rifle up high.

This scared Gu Yu and Wu Shaohan quite a bit; if it accidentally hit the trigger, it could have been fatal!

"Stop! Don't hold the gun like that!"

Luckily, Wu Shaohan reacted quickly, snatching the AR15 from Lin Xinyue's arms and turning the safety back on.

"Xinyue, be careful!"

Gu Yu also hurriedly called out.
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"Lololol, I got it! Let's compete! See who can shoot more accurately!"

Lin Xinyue stuck out her tongue at Gu Yu, the thrill of hitting her target for the first time making her challenge him outright.

Gu Yu looked at the two new dents in the distant wall he had made: "…"