Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Bang--!

Flames erupted at the gunpoint.

The shell casing stripped from the case, and the implicitly visible green smoke, even if it was just a visual contact, the ark still felt the heat to a sufficiently lethal temperature.

But he was just a rookie, and he didn't have the extra energy to be distracted, and almost every inch of muscle on his arm was used to suppress the gun that jumped on him.

Bang-bang--!

Ten shots were fired.

Almost finished in ten seconds.

Looking at the canoe that would turn off the safety and put the gun on the table and take down the noise headphones, Yan Yeon, who had taken the target paper and walked this way, said praiseworthy.

“The chest target has been hit five times, all guns are almost nine rings... Yes, you, this is the level after only three days of practice, I practiced the average gun for one week only 78 rings. What's the advantage of a mathematician playing with a gun? Or will you calculate ballistics in advance or something? ”

“You think too much, you don't need to learn anything. At best, the ability to learn may make me master some skills faster,” looking at the target not far away, the ark thought about continuing to say, "and this is still a fixed target, if I and the target move, it is also possible to miss a single shot. ”

It's been two weeks since I arrived at this training base on the outskirts of Haizhou.

During these two weeks, he was trained in basic subjects such as simple shooting, first aid, evacuation, etc., with the help of several instructors from the General Counsellor, including Yeon.

The content of the training, though not particularly heavy, is rather boring.

In addition to being a little excited the first time he touched the gun, a few more hits in the future, apart from making him feel the same pain as a tear in the wrist and shoulder, are just a little less pleasant.

“Don't be too pessimistic," Yan Yeon said, choosing his eyebrows after patting him on the shoulder of the canoe. “Why don't you try moving the target later? ”

“No, this thing shook my hand,” The ark shook my head, "and, will you give me a gun when you're done with it? ”

Yan Yeon said without hesitation.

“No.”

Though she was expected to say so, the ark could not help but turn a white eye when she heard her tone without hesitation.

“… I'll do a yarn. ”

What he usually hates most is wasting time on meaningless things.

“This is not to give you a real chance to use it, just to know how to operate it in case you have to. And most importantly, these trainings give you a simple idea of several commonly used firearms, at least…"

Seems like the intention is to think of an appropriate metaphor to increase your persuasion, thinking seriously about Yan Yeon after a while, shrugging his shoulders and continuing, “… at least you won't be scared to pee in your pants by the gunfire. ”

Ark: “…”

Piss your pants...

That's too exaggerated.

The Ark felt that if something dangerous did happen, he would probably still be scared, but he couldn't do anything unimaginable like pissing his pants.

Thinking about it, the ark answered casually.

“So realistic, do you have any experience in this area? ”

When he heard this sentence, Yan Yeon first stunned, then his face became uncontrollably red and glanced at him.

“... don't talk to me! Now I'm your teacher. I said listen to me! ”

Go ahead, she cleared her voice, changed her serious expression and continued, “Shooting subject is over, theory class begins! The first question is, what do you do when a moving convoy gets hit by a bomb and you get lucky enough to get away with it? ”

Ark: “Get out of the car and find shelter? ”

Yeon's eyes glared: "Wrong! The correct answer is to stay in the car. Congratulations, your chances of survival have dropped from 75% to 50%. In any case, remember, trust your driver, they are the best fighters and know better than you what to do! Typically, we arrange at least three cars of the same size in your fleet to disturb your sight and get off will only reveal your correct location! ”

“Then the second question! When you got out of the car, you heard a gunshot coming from a tall building not far away, and the attacker had a police sniper rifle in his hand, or a weapon with power over it, so what do you do now? ”

The ship wanted to answer back to the car, but suddenly a thought popped up in its head, what if the other guy was using an anti-equipment rifle?

That must not be rubbed on the ground.

So he changed his tone.

“... run S-type? ”

This answer should be no problem.

After all, you can't run straight if you don't run S-type, can you?

Yeon-yeon sprayed it.

“Type S? You think you're eating chicken, flying is useless! Congratulations, your chances of survival have continued to decline from 50% to 25%, with only a quarter of the chances of survival. The correct answer is to find a solid shelter immediately. Stay down and wait for someone to save you! Question number three, what if the gun points at you? It's a gift question. Don't get me wrong! ”

Ark: “…”

MMP!

It's only a quarter chance of survival, so curse me.

And when it comes to giving points, it always feels like the last question is the real proposition.

Nitrogen shield?

Probably works.

But it doesn't seem meaningful to say it here.

And that thing is a one-time use. It's hard to say how powerful it is. Anyway, he hasn't tried it himself. Only the system knows if he can stop the bullet.

The Ark has been pondering this issue for some time and can't come up with a good solution.

Honestly, logically, even if you train yourself for a week or two, does a mathematician perennially soaked in a library really have a chance to resist a trained soldier?

Unless that soldier was kicked in the head by a donkey.

The possibilities were analysed, and the ark said in an uncertain tone.

“… close your eyes? ”

Yan Yeon sighed.

“… I am so impressed with you, avoiding all the right answers. ”

Survival has dropped to zero.

However, this time, Yeon Yeon was rare and did not fall on him.

After a moment of pause, she changed her serious tone and continued.

“If only by then… surrender. ”

Ark: “Isn't that embarrassing? ”

Yan Yeon said seriously: "It's not embarrassing to survive! Remember, no matter what happens, no matter what happens, it's life that counts! You're not like us, but don't do anything stupid like that. ”

Don't worry about that. I'm not that conscious.

Thinking so, the ark sighed.

“… so dangerous or I won't go. ”

He's a troublemaker.

Although he was indeed quite interested in the International Congress of Mathematicians, not to mention the fact that the organizers had said something about awarding him the prize, who thought that he was just visiting a neighbouring country and was in such trouble.

Said it was only a week of training, and he's been wasting two weeks here.

At this time, he might as well sit in the room and calculate mathematics quietly for a while.

Yan Yeon hurried to see the Ark and began to get tired of trouble.

“Come on, you've been training for two weeks. It's not too bad to give up like this! And I'm just saying, you know what it means to be proactive? When an accident happens, it's too late to get ready, so I'm telling you now, hopefully one in 10,000 will happen, and you'll have a better chance of being safe. ”

Ark: “I don't think it's helpful to meet an opponent like Wang Peng. ”

Yeon couldn't help but laugh: “Can't you be so desperate for a living? At least find a safe place to hide. ”

“And then what? ”

“Then wait for our men to come and save you! ”

“Go save me… from here? ”

“Kind of. ”

It didn't look like Yan Yeon was joking, and the ark said, "How are you going to get there? ”

Yeon smiled mysteriously.

“In two weeks, you'll know. ”