Training

To start a new chapter of her life, Yan Xiyan had experienced the most difficult day of her life thus far. She had to receive training from hell, conducted by a world-class sniper. After ten minutes of warm-up, she was told to stand still.

Moreover, while she was standing, she must read out the numbers randomly flashing on the board in the training field.

And she must not move while giving her answers. If she moved, even just a little bit, she would be electrocuted.

"57, 12, 1542, 4643…" controlled by computers, the numbers would appear on the screen for only three seconds. Usually, four or five numbers would occur at the same time. At most, seven different numbers would be displayed simultaneously.

The numbers ranged from one-digit to three-digits. And Yan Xiyan was required to state them correctly in the blink of an eye.

This training was designed to help Yan Xiyan enhance her ability to concentrate, as well as her observation and reaction to her surroundings!

"Usually, it takes 0.022 seconds to fire a bullet from a sniper rifle. After 0.022 seconds, either your bullet has put a hole between the eyes of your enemy, or his bullet is about to take away your soul. If you want to survive, receiving basic training is your first step."

Considering that Yan Xiyan was still a child, Sergeant Zhang withheld some of his extremely tough training from her on her first day.

Yan Xiyan had been standing still for one hour. As time went by, she became increasingly concentrated.

"Left, 324; … Right, 644. Over!" Yan Xiyan was so focused that she could say the numbers correctly the moment they appeared on the board.

Not only was she highly concentrated, but her reaction speed had also reached an excellent level.

Starting from a certain moment, Sergeant Zhang had been holding a folder and recording the training performance of Yan Xiyan on her first day.

The basic training and sniper training would be held simultaneously. And after two months of reinforced basic training, he would let Yan Xiyan touch authentic rifles, which would be loaded!

From Monday to Friday, Yan Xiyan was an ordinary student during the day.

But at night, she would turn into a sniper trainee, who have been receiving instructions to improve herself continuously.

In only a few month, her transformation had been apparent from the inside. The innocent and fragile features had been washed away from her face. She was no longer a budding flower. She had turned into a pine on the edge of a cliff that could withstand all kinds of adversities.

Such changes were subtle and gradual. People would have gotten used to the new Yan Xiyan by the time they realized she was different.

After her exercise, her black eyes, which seemed like black obsidians that had been washed by water, were more resplendent than stars.

After getting home, Grandpa Yan informed her he had somewhere to take her.

In the military camp, every soldier they encountered would salute to Grandpa Yan with the utmost respect.

Yan Xiyan behaved herself and followed Grandpa Yan closely. She didn't look around or ask questions out of curiosity.

"Soldiers of Squad Two, ask your leader to prepare the roster of the soldiers who have been receiving training. I'm going to test them tomorrow night." Grandpa Yan ordered the soldiers in front of him with an extremely serious look on his face. Every word he said contained an unquestionable authority.

Suddenly, a series of deafening gunshots were heard from the front.

Yan Xiyan, who had been keeping her head low, raised her head abruptly. Her heart was beating at a rhythm similar to those gunshots. It seemed like something had awakened from deep inside her and was about to break free.

He motioned for the soldiers to leave and turned sideways to look at Yan Xiyan, smiling. "I will show you the shooting range next time. Today, I'm going to take you to another place."

But their destination for today was in the same direction as the shooting range. They didn't stop walking until they arrived before a room guarded by soldiers. It was the firearms room where the soldiers with ordinary-level clearance could access only twice a week.

A slogan was hung in front of the firearms room. Every soldier could read it as they entered and exited the room.

The moment Yan Xiyan walked into the room, her eyes lit up as if there were flames in her pitch-black pupils.

Ordinary people would have been frightened if they saw rows of black pistols glistening with cold and metallic incandescence in front of them.

As for Yan Xiyan, all she knew was that a desire was burning in her blood! It was a desire to become stronger. She was longing to touch them urgently!

She turned around and looked at Grandpa Yan behind her. With a bit of an excited quiver in her clear voice, she asked, "Grandpa, can… can I touch them?"

A voice was shouting in her head, telling her to reach out her hand to pick up one of those guns glowing with chill light!

She wanted to hold it. She wondered what kind of sensation it would be like when a bullet was fired from the gun!