015, White Reaper's Gunfire

  Natasha said so, Chen Chen suddenly remembered that he indeed should undergo full-body ion enhancement again.

  My current combat value has risen to around 60, and my driving and operating skills are also quite proficient. At this point, most people have reached a bottleneck period, whether they can break through this step and become a top-notch master among ordinary people depends on whether they can break through the bottleneck, and this process often requires several years of hard work.

  Of course, this is not a problem for Chen Chen at all. Accepting further full-body strengthening and letting the physical quality thoroughly break away from the ordinary person's category will naturally surpass the past.

  He then greeted the three people and walked into the medical room, lying down inside the ionic enhancement chamber.

  "This time's strengthening will last longer than usual." The assistant timely reminded: "It'll take about an hour, after the strengthening your combat value will break through 70, and after adaptive training it'll reach around 80. Then all of your abilities will far surpass those of ordinary people. With some more training on various weapon usage techniques, you'll basically be on par with those three."

  "I'm really looking forward to it!" Chen Chen nodded, his eyes gleaming with eagerness: "Let's begin."

  The order was given, and the cabin began to accelerate ions. A burst of light arcs surrounded Chen Chen's body, accompanied by a hissing sound of electric current.

  After several times of ion strengthening, Chen Chen's body had adapted to this process, and at this time, he didn't feel too much discomfort, and the slight itching was nothing, just endure it and it would pass.

  An hour later, the device stopped working and the cabin door opened.

  Chen Chen got up and found that his physical strength was much stronger than before, and it took some getting used to controlling it. He carefully made his way to the training grounds and began to practice adaptive techniques.

  "Don't overexert yourself today, just take it easy and rest your body." Simon Hayer looked on with a pleased expression: "It's been a long time since I've met someone like you. Next time you come, I'll teach you all the sniping techniques I know, and make you the world's top sniper."

  "I'll teach you all the techniques for using various high-tech equipment." Natasha also made a promise: "Sometimes I think it's quite interesting to teach a strong person."

  "In this prison, it's the only fun we have." Nikita sighed softly: "It's a pity, soon there will be nothing left for us to teach you."

  As he spoke, a hint of desolation flashed in his eyes.

  Upon hearing this, Simon Hae and Natasha both showed the same expression.

  Chen Chen knew that the prison was full of extremely vicious criminals, and it was difficult to meet someone truly trustworthy. For these three people who were not evil by nature, this was undoubtedly a very painful thing.

  Although I don't know how long they've been here, it's not easy to meet people like them who are willing to be honest with me. Although the time spent together is not long, the three of them have already considered themselves trustworthy friends.

  Imparting all one's skills and knowledge, apart from having nothing better to do, is more importantly a matter of trust.

  "I don't know what kind of people I'll meet in the future, and I don't know how much my strength will increase. Thinking about this, Chen Chen gave a grateful glance to the three: 'But I will always treat you as friends and mentors, maybe I don't have the right to release you and let you leave, but I will make sure you enjoy the best conditions in this place.'"

  "Thank you!" The three people's eyes showed a relieved expression at the same time.

  Under the guidance of three people, Chen Chen did seven or eight hours of adaptive training and fully grasped his strengthened body. He was able to control his strength freely and only then ended his training, took a cool shower, and returned to the real world.

  At this time, his combat value had already reached 80, and the distance to 100 was not far off. He couldn't help but look forward to the second floor of the prison and new privileges even more, and fell asleep with slight excitement.

  The next day, I got up early and came to the training ground after having breakfast in the prison space, while Simon Hayer and others were already waiting there.

  "Forgot to mention it yesterday." Chen Chen stretched his body and explained to several people: "I accepted a bodyguard job, which will last for a month. From now on, I can only train in real time for one hour every morning, and I have to rush to work before 8 o'clock."

  "An hour is also equivalent to ten hours here." Simon nodded: "Then don't waste time, you've already mastered the basic sniping skills before, now let's start teaching you a real gunner, how to use a gun."

  "Assistant, scene shift, sniper virtual training, single target." Chen Chen gave the order.

  The scene shifted instantly, and the surroundings turned into a city. The few people were now standing on the rooftop of a high-rise building, 800 meters away from a moving virtual target that needed to be shot down.

  Chen Chen shut down the iris scanner and relied solely on his own abilities for calculation and aiming. He fired a shot, but missed.

  "Is this your first time shooting at a target so far away?" Simon Hayer smiled: "You know, a master with a gun doesn't rely on aiming, but on feeling. Set up ten targets for me and I'll demonstrate once."

  "Feeling?"

  This remark sparked the interest of not only Chen Chen, but also Natasha and Nikita, who immediately focused their attention on Simon Hayer's every move, eagerly awaiting his next performance.

  "Assistant, set ten goals!" Chen Chen was also extremely eager and quickly did so.

  In an instant, ten different moving targets appeared 800 meters away, with great differences in distance and trajectory.

  Ximeng Haiye smiled faintly, and a sniper rifle appeared in his hand. He took a deep breath, raised the gun, and put his right eye on the scope, but what surprised the three people was that he didn't close his left eye.

  As the gun was raised, Simon Hayer's entire demeanor changed. The previous old and decrepit appearance disappeared, replaced by a steel-like physique and a powerful aura bursting out from within.

  This is a sharp and fierce killing intent, as long as the target is locked in, it will never miss.

  It was this killing intent that, in the icy snow, one by one took out its targets, and in less than four months had claimed the lives of over 500 Soviet soldiers, earning the nickname "White Death" that would shock the world.

  Simon Hayer's gun was not held steadily, but swayed up and down and from side to side in a rhythmic motion, as if the weight of the gun was too much for him to handle, leaving several people bewildered.

  When shooting at distant targets, isn't it better for the muzzle to be more stable? With this shaking, won't the bullet go off by tens of thousands of miles?

  Just as a few people were in doubt, Simon Hayer fired his gun and didn't stop, ten bullets were all shot out in just a few seconds, each one accurately hitting a target.

  Until the assistant reminded them that their target had been completely eliminated, the three of them were still in a state of shock.

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