Qin Fen selected a paintball gun and fired a few shots, testing the trajectory, rate of fire, and other aspects of the marker.

When Radam and the others saw Qin Fen’s strange shooting stance, they sneered. That posture was far too amateurish. Would the army teach someone to hold a submachine gun like that? No wonder he remained silent when asked about his training design; he was clearly a novice.

Xue Tian meticulously checked the firearms. After a few short bursts, the expressions on Radam and the others’ faces turned quite ugly. What were they witnessing just now? It wasn't just testing the gun; it was clearly a display of power! Three leaves off a tree fifty meters away, taken out by three shots. That instantaneous burst speed, that accuracy, was simply too much.

Qin Fen nodded slightly to Xue Tian. “Thanks.”

“My pleasure. Just chat with me sometime.”

Xue Tian smiled sweetly. Since Qin Fen had proposed a bet, he clearly intended to earn some extra cash. Xue Tian would cooperate slightly, just enough to put pressure on the others, making it easier for Qin Fen to take them down one by one.

Thanks? Radam looked at Qin Fen with even more disdain. This man clearly intended to rely on the man beside him from the very beginning.

What they didn’t know was that the only reason Xue Tian designed the 'flash gun' move was to create pressure; he never actually intended to fire.

Everyone entered the shooting range, and the iron gate slowly closed. Song Jia and the others sat in the lounge, watching the live feed on the big screen.

“Old Yin, Old Qin really knows how to hide things,” Lin Liqiang remarked with surprise as he watched the screen. Since entering, Qin Fen hadn’t attacked immediately but had skillfully chosen a position to camouflage and conceal himself.

If the tracking monitor hadn't been constantly focused on Qin Fen, spotting his hiding process would have been incredibly difficult.

“Special forces level,” Yinzhaluota stated the four words rarely, only reserving such concise praise for an old friend.

Lin Liqiang nodded slowly, while Song Jia happily cracked sunflower seeds. Qin Fen’s performance right from the start showed a high degree of technical skill.

Radam and the others gradually separated to advance. Five against one. If they still relied on team fighting, even a victory would be embarrassing.

Moreover, each of them wanted to eliminate Qin Fen individually, to show Song Jia what a truly reliable man looked like.

Qin Fen remained hidden, striving to merge his breath and heartbeat with everything around him. Combined with the quickly assembled camouflage, even the enemy standing beside him remained completely unaware.

Qin Fen didn't act immediately. He sensed another person hiding not far behind this man—this person intended to be the oriole watching the mantis.

The first person slowly walked past. Qin Fen waited for the second one to approach.

Five steps, three steps, two steps. One step…

He was there!

Qin Fen hesitated no longer. With a surge from his Dragon-Elephant Prajna Skill, the dark muzzle of the gun pressed firmly against the front of the man's helmet. Pop!

A paintball shot out of the barrel. The transparent visor of the helmet in front of the man instantly turned red.

One shot kill! A true one-shot kill!

That wasn't the worst part. The truly miserable part was being shot at with a gun pressed against your forehead and not even realizing where the attacker came from.

Being shot from a distance was not shameful. Being killed with a muzzle pressed against your forehead was absolutely the most humiliating death, the most insulting elimination.

Having eliminated the opponent, Qin Fen gave a cold smile. You want to fight me one-on-one, excluding Lin Liqiang and Yinzhaluota? You wanted to make a fool of me, right? Since you wanted to embarrass me, don't blame me for embarrassing you.

The ground beneath the eliminated player suddenly collapsed, and he slid down a chute out of the battlefield.

Qin Fen simultaneously rolled quickly out of the trench and flashed toward another direction. The next $200 was still wandering around somewhere.

Clang…

The person ejected from the battlefield didn't even have the strength to remove his helmet. Such a humiliating kill left him feeling utterly disgraced.

Looking up at the big screen, he began hoping the others would exit the arena just like him.

Someone was approaching Qin Fen again. The first person killed instantly became nervously excited. As the newcomer slowly approached Qin Fen, he finally understood how he had been taken down.

Pop!

Again, the shot was fired only after the muzzle touched the face. The one-shot kill scene reappeared.

In the lounge, Song Jia let out an excited cheer, and Lin Liqiang repeatedly gave enthusiastic thumbs-ups, praising Qin Fen’s two ambushes as brilliant.

After the third and fourth instances of humiliating hunting, Song Jia’s cheers had vanished. Everyone in the lounge stared at the big screen in shock.

Every ambush Qin Fen executed was different. That precise movement path, that swift execution—it was like a textbook on warfare. Not to mention veterans, even ordinary special forces soldiers probably couldn't reach this level.

Only Radam remained on the entire battlefield; Xue Tian had already shot himself and exited.

Qin Fen stood not far behind a wall. Based on his recent observations, he knew Radam was cautiously surveying the surroundings, walking from a position fifty meters beyond the wall opposite him.

In the lounge, everyone except Xue Tian watched the big screen curiously. Why wasn't Qin Fen using his special concealment technique to hide this time, to execute that deathly humiliating kill? What was he planning…?

As this thought flashed through everyone’s minds, the arm holding Qin Fen’s gun suddenly moved. His arm and wrist flicked simultaneously, sending the paintball arcing in a spectacular curve around the wall!

Radam was observing his surroundings when suddenly! The moment the paintball rounded the wall, he froze completely! How could this paintball…?

Pop!

Target acquired! One shot kill!

In that instant of confusion, the paintball, after tracing an arc, also cleared Radam from the battlefield.

The person previously eliminated by Qin Fen felt a mix of shock and joy.

Shocked by the extent of Qin Fen’s marksmanship, joyful that although his death was humiliating, compared to Radam’s demise, it seemed less utterly degrading.

Qin Fen quietly closed his eyes, reliving that previous shot. Unlike firing actual bullets, after that flick of the wrist, Qin Fen suddenly felt his 'gun sense' had improved. Things the Gun King had said that he couldn't previously understand suddenly became clear!

Only then did Xue Tian’s eyes light up. He opened his mouth slightly in surprise. Qin Fen’s marksmanship seemed to have entered a new realm! If he had been at this level last time, Nazajade would truly have been killed.

Yinzhaluota and Lin Liqiang were also happy for Qin Fen. It seemed this stint in the military had taught him some real skills.

“Two hundred dollars each, thank you.”

Qin Fen’s first action after leaving the battlefield was naturally to collect the winnings from the pre-arranged bets.

Two hundred dollars. For these five defeated young men, it was insignificant money. However, the manner of their defeat was utterly humiliating. The champions of the Mediterranean being headshot, not just shot, but shot with the gun muzzle pressed directly against their foreheads!

If this story got out? The faces of the five young men darkened instantly. This wasn't just about losing face; it meant they wouldn't be able to hold their heads up in the community for a year or two.

No! They had to get payback! The four young men who had been coolly watching Radam before now saw the same message in each other's eyes.

Radam’s slight upturn of the corner of his mouth indicated great happiness. He had finally dragged everyone else in; now he wouldn't have to face it alone anymore.

“Old Qin, seems like your time in the Army wasn't wasted,” Lin Liqiang said, walking over to Qin Fen who was counting money. “Looks like the money for your McDonald’s treat will be covered by these guys now.”

Yinzhaluota raised his thumb. “Good shot.”

Qin Fen smiled. Compared to Lin Liqiang's frequent praise, Yinzhaluota’s approval carried far more weight.

“Indeed, a good shot,” Lin Liqiang said, dropping his flippant demeanor and adopting a serious expression. “When you have time, tell me about the technique of that last shot; it was a highly unexpected method of firing.”

“All right.”

Qin Fen didn't hesitate. Given the potentially unusual backgrounds of his two friends, who knew when they might face assassination attempts. Having more skills to save their lives was always a good thing.

Army? The faces of Radam’s group changed again. This man using an antique mobile phone had served in a military branch as old-fashioned as the phone itself. No wonder his marksmanship was so good.

“Classmate Qin Fen, I heard the military is promoting all-around soldiers now,” the man next to Radam spoke up. “Why don't you show us your aerial combat skills next?”

Aerial combat? Qin Fen’s barely extinguished flame for making money instantly reignited.

Lin Liqiang beside him was startled. In all the time he’d known Qin Fen, he’d never seen his fighting spirit so high.

Radam’s eyes twitched incessantly. Is this kid really ex-Army? Why does he seem so full of fighting spirit? Does someone from the Army also have top-tier aerial combat skills?

Radam had long since abandoned any contempt for Qin Fen. He carefully studied Qin Fen for a few seconds, secretly sighing: I really don’t want to take this risk!

Being eliminated by paintball shots, one versus five, with every shot being a headshot, using a total of five paintballs.

With this incident preceding him, Radam, even if he didn't want to continue fighting, was forced to participate, otherwise, he would never be able to show his face in the community again.

“Do you still want to bet?”

Qin Fen looked with great interest at the wallets of the five men in front of him, like a man starved for days suddenly seeing a magnificent banquet.

Compared to marksmanship, he felt much more confident about aerial combat. Since following the 'Trash Captain' for training, he had unintentionally offended the Pink Air Combat Team—a specialized group within the Air Force. Every time he entered the aerial combat network, those women acted like madwomen, throwing out all sorts of aerial combat techniques and formations!

Among these women were Federal Level Three Ace Pilots, and coupled with their fervor and tenacity, Qin Fen's aerial combat proficiency had significantly improved. Although the Trash Captain never mentioned it, many of the 'Sleazy Members' of the Trash Captain's subordinate 'Sleazy Squad' had praised him highly.