The Favored Son of Heaven Chapter 107

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

Qin Fen chose a paintball gun and randomly shot a few times. He tested the paintball gun's ballistic curves, firing rate, and other matters.

Lev Mirov and the others all sneered when they saw Qin Fen try out the gun in a bizarre stance. This shooting stance was far too amateurish. Did the military teach one to use a gun by wielding it in a single hand like using a submachine gun? No wonder Qin Fen hadn't said anything when asked about his training. So it turned out he was a total newbie.

Xue Tian inspected his firearm very seriously. After a few burst shots, Lev Mirov and the other's complexions all changed to be quite ugly. That was no testing of a gun. That was clearly a demonstration! The leaves fifty meters away were actually shot to three pieces by three gunshots. His instantaneous burst shooting was way too accurate, right?

Qin Fen gave Xue Tian a gentle nod. “Thank-you.”

“You're welcome. Just exchange pointers with me when you have the chance.”

Xue Tian beamed. Since Qin Fen proposed to gamble, Qin Fen clearly wanted to make some extra money. Xue Tian would cooperate a little, giving the others a bit of pressure and allowing Qin Fen to easily shoot each of them dead one by one.

Thank-you? Lev Mirov looked at Qin Fen with even more disdain. It seemed like Qin Fen had planned on relying on Xue Tian to fight from the very beginning.

None of them knew that Xue Tian's plan in firing his gun wasn't just to create pressure. He had no plans at all to make a real move.

Everyone entered the shooting field. The metal hatch on the large door slowly closed, and Song Jia and the others sat in the lobby, observing the live broadcast on a large screen.

“Old Enz, Old Qin is really skilled in concealment.”

Lin Liqiang watched the screen with quite some shock. Qin Fen didn't immediately engage in attack the moment he entered the field. Instead, he cleverly chose a location to conceal himself.

If there hadn't been surveillance monitors tracking Qin Fen from the very beginning, it wouldn't be easy to discover the course of events of his concealment.

“Special forces level.” Enzo Rota rarely spoke, but he spoke these three words. Only to his old friends would he be a tiny bit less stingy with his words.

Lin Liqiang slowly nodded, while Song Jia had a face of delight as she chewed on some melon seeds. Qin Fen's performance since entering the field contained high levels of skill.

Lev Mirov and the others began to slowly separate and advance. They wouldn't have any face if they formed teams in this fight against one person, even if they won.

What's more, several of them wanted to be the only one to get rid of Qin Fen. They wanted to show just what sort of men were the reliable ones in front of Song Jia.

Qin Fen quietly hid. He strove to blend his breathing and heartbeats into his surroundings. With the camouflage he quickly made, even the enemy standing right next to him wasn't able to detect him at all.

Qin Fen didn't act immediately. He could feel that there was another person hiding not too far away from the person next to him. This person was an oracle waiting for the mantis to grab the cicada. Then the person would catch both in one fell swoop!

The first person slowly walked past Qin Fen, and Qin Fen waited for the second person to arrive.

Five more steps. Three more steps. Two more steps. One more step…

He's here!

Qin Fen hesitated no longer. The Dragon Elephant Prajna Art coursed through his entire body, and the pitch-black barrel of his gun was plastered deadly to the front of the man's helmet.

Bam!

The paintball was shot from the gun barrel, And the transparent face of the helmet instantly turned red.

A one-shot kill! It was a true one-shot kill!

This wasn't the most tragic thing. The truly tragic thing was the person who had the gun to his head never found out where his opponent had appeared from beginning to end.

Being shot and killed from a distance wasn't shameful, but being shot dead by having the barrel of a gun plastered to the head was absolutely the most humiliating way to die. It was also the most insulting kill-shot.

Qin Fen smiled coldly after eliminating this opponent.  So you want to kick out Lin Liqiang and Enzo Rota, making me fight alone? You want to humiliate me? Since you want to humiliate me, you can't blame me for humiliating you. 

The ground beneath the feet of the eliminated suddenly collapsed, and the eliminated slid out of the battlefield through this passageway beneath his feet.

Qin Fen quickly lept out from the trench and sprinted toward a different direction. The next two-hundred dollars were roaming all over the place.

Clang…

The man sent out from the battlefield didn't even have the strength to take off his helmet. Such an insulting kill-strike made him feel a great loss of face.

He raised his head to look at the large screen and began to look forward to others leaving the field in the same manner as he did.

Someone began to get near Qin Fen, and the first person to be killed watched with excitement and nervousness. As the person inched closer and closer to Qin Fen, the first person to be killed began to understand how Qin Fen had eliminated him.

Bam!

The same one-shot kill scene appeared with the gun barrel plastered to the face of the helmet and Qin Fen firing.

Song Jia gave an excited cheer in the lobby, and Lin Liqiang kept on giving thumbs up of praise. Qin Fen's two ambushes were done really beautifully.

The humiliating kill happened a third time, then a fourth time, and Song Jia's cheers had already faded away. Everyone in the lobby watched the large screen in shock.

Qin Fen's method of ambush was different each time. His precise movement route and quick means of killings were completely out of a textbook on war.

Even an ordinary special forces soldier, let alone a seasoned soldier, could do things to this degree, right?

The only people left on the battlefield were Lev Mirov and Qin Fen. Xue Tian had already shot himself and left the battlefield.

Qin Fen stood behind the face of a wall not too far in the distance. He had done some surveying not too long ago, and he knew that Lev Mirov was carefully observing the situation around him. He came walking over from the opposite side of the wall fifty meters away.

Besides Xue Tian, everyone in the lobby watched the large screen with curiosity. Why was Qin Fen no longer using his special concealment techniques to hide? Why wasn't he using that killing method that humiliated one to death?

What in the world was he up to…?

As the thought flashed in everyone's mind, Qin Fen's arm that wielded the gun suddenly moved. His arm and wrist whipped out at the same time, and the paintball streaked in a marvelous curve around the wall!

Lev Mirov was in the middle of observing his surroundings when the paintball suddenly curved around the wall! He froze completely in this instant! He was stupefied at how a paintball could…

Bam!

The target was struck! It was a one-shot kill!

In his moment of shock, the paintball drew a curve and cleared Lev Mirov out from the battlefield.

The people killed by Qin Fen were both shocked and delighted in their hearts.

They were shocked that Qin Fen's marksmanship had reached such a level. They were delighted that though they were killed in humiliating deaths, the way Lev Mirov had died was far more humiliating to the extreme.

Qin Fen quietly closed his eyes, re-experiencing the shot he made just now in his mind.

Shooting a paintball gun was different than shooting a real gun. This time when he whipped his gun, Qin Fen suddenly felt an improvement with his gunner senses. Qin Fen hadn't understood a few things Gun King said before, but now he suddenly comprehended them completely!

Xue Tian's eyes hadn't lit up all this time until this moment. He gaped his mouth with a slight surprise. Qin Fen's marksmanship seemed to have entered a whole new realm! If his marksmanship had been in this realm last time with Sajjad, Sajjad probably would have been shot dead for reals.

Enzo Rota and Lin Liqiang were all very happy for Qin Fen. It seemed like Qin Fen had learned some real skills from joining the military.

“Two-hundred bucks, everyone. Thank-you.”

The first thing Qin Fen did when he left the battlefield was naturally go collect the bets set before the fight.

Two hundred dollars wasn't too much money for the five defeated youngsters. It was just that they felt far too vexed with this loss. The grand champion team of the Mediterranean Sea had not only had their brains blown out, it happened with the gun plastered to their skulls!

If news of this got out…? The five youngster's complexions immediately darkened. It wouldn't be as simple as having their reputation be at an all-time low. They wouldn't be able to raise their heads for a full half a year within their social circle.

They refused to let this happen! They had to find a way to win back their pride! The four youngsters, who had watched with cool eyes of bystanders, could see the same thoughts from each other eyes right now.

The corner of Lev Mirov's lips curled into a faint smile of utter delight. He had finally dragged everyone down with him. He wouldn't have to face Qin Fen for what would follow by himself.

“Old Qin, it looks like you haven't joined the Army for nothing.” Lin Liqiang laughed as he arrived beside Qin Fen, who was counting money at this time. “It looks like the money you're going to use to treat us to McDonald's is being helped paid for by these folks.”

Enzo Rota gave a thumbs up. “Excellent marksmanship.”

Qin Fen smiled. Compared to Lin Liqiang's typical exaggerated praise, Enzo Rota's approval was worth far more in its weight in gold.

“It really is great marksmanship.” Lin Liqiang also put away his tomfoolery, switching to a serious look. “Talk to me about that last shooting technique when you have the time. It's a shooting method that gives one great expectations.”

“Okay.”

Qin Fen didn't hesitate at all. The backgrounds and statuses of his two friends were quite extraordinary. Heaven knew if they might encounter some assassination operation. It was a good thing to have more skills that could preserve one's life.

The Army? Lev Mirov's and the other's complexions changed. This man, who used an antique cellphone, also joined the military branch that was the most antique-like. No wonder his marksmanship was so good.

“Student Qin Fen. I heard that right now the military wants their soldiers to be all-rounders.” Someone besides Lev Mirov spoke. “Why don't you give us a demonstration of aerial combat techniques?”

Aerial combat? Qin Fen's burning desire to make money had yet to extinguish completely. It surged and flared back to full power in an instant.

Lin Liqiang was so shocked that he hopped up in the air. He had known Qin Fen for so long, yet this was the first time he had seen Qin Fen have a battle intent this strong.

The corners of Lev Mirov's eyes twitched without end. Is this kid really from the Army? Why do I feel like his battle intent is overflowing? Can it be that his aerial combat skills are first class as well, even though he comes from the Army?

Lev Mirov had long since collected his attitude of contempt toward Qin Fen. He carefully studied Qin Fen for several seconds, and he let out a long sigh in his heart. I really don't want to risk it!

Qin Fen had defeated the others in a one versus five in paintball, and he had defeated them by blowing out their brains, using a total of five paintballs.

With this matter before him, Lev Mirov was forced into continuing to fight whether he wanted to or not. If he didn't, he really wouldn't be able to hang around this circle.

“You guys are still betting, right?”

Qin Fen studied the wallets of the five people before him with great interest. He looked like someone who suddenly saw the Manchu Han imperial feast after not eating for several days.

When compared to using guns, Qin Fen had more of a grasp of aerial combat. When he first started training under Squadron Leader Trash, he had inadvertently committed an offense to the special community of the Pink Aerial Combat Squadron. Those women acted as if they were crazy every time he entered the Aerial Combat Network. All sorts of aerial combat techniques and all sorts of aerial combat formations emerged more and more without end.

Among these women were third-class ace-pilots of the Federation. With their crazy dedication to strike Qin Fen down, Qin Fen's skill in aerial combat improved by great degrees. Squadron Leader Trash never mentioned such things, but it was a different case with the Vile Squadron subordinate to Squadron Leader Trash. Quite a few members of the Vile Squadron praised Qin Fen without end.

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