Three Hundred and Thirty-Seven, Snipers Are Born

"Snipers are born."

Yang Xiaojin was lying on the back of a mound, completely covering herself in the bushes and grass. If one looked down from the sky, it would be difficult for anyone to find that there was another person here.

At this time, Yang Xiaojin said to Ren Xiaosu who was also lying beside him: "According to our training, a person's sense of balance and the stability of high-level neural activities are doomed from the day they are born to where their ceiling is. These words may not conform to the scientific names of biology, but we are used to calling them this way."

"Not only talent, but also personality. Personality is also difficult to cultivate and change," Yang Xiaojin said: "Personality measurement has 16 criteria for judging any factors and characteristics. The first is introversion and extroversion. If calculated on a 10-point scale, in the sniper profession, 0 means introverted and indecisive, and 10 means risk-taking. A sniper must score higher than 5 and lower than 8 on this score. The best score is 8."

Ren Xiaosu asked, "What's your score?"

"8 points," Yang Xiaojin replied.

In fact, this answer was also within Ren Xiaosu's expectations. After all, perfect-level firearms skills must be perfect in every item, and it cannot be called perfect if there is a little flaw.

"Let's talk about the training method the day after tomorrow," Yang Xiaojin said: "Steady your body and breathe evenly. This is all for the moment you finally pull the trigger, so that the bullet will hit the position you want it to reach. At that moment, even all the hormones secreted in your body will serve the bullet. All of these require long-term exercise to do so."

"There is also biofeedback training. When a sniper encounters a situation, his heart beats faster and his body sweats like an ordinary person," Yang Xiaojin said.

Ren Xiaosu was stunned for a moment: "How do you train this thing? Isn't this against biological instinct?"

It's no wonder that Yang Xiaojin's personality is a bit cold, carefully observe that behind the actually strong self-control, there is a kind of calmness that completely restrains instinct.

Just like she was covering for Ren Xiaosu on the roof before, seeing that the experimental subject was about to touch her, she could continue to pull the trigger calmly, and then left at the last moment.

Luo Xinyu was almost scared to death that day, and Luo Xinyu almost thought that she would not be able to catch Yang Xiaojin.

Yang Xiaojin said: "There are methods of biofeedback training. For example, I used to have a training that involved immersing both arms in two buckets, with cold water on one side and hot water on the other. After training to a certain level, I could even use psychological hints to make one hand warmer by two degrees than the other."

Ren Xiaosu said in surprise: "This is okay? Can you do it now?

Let me touch and try..."

Yang Xiaojin gave him a blank look: "The purpose of this training is not to cool down the hands, but to let the sniper master his instincts. When he wants to take a deep breath, his heart rate will drop immediately."

At this moment, Ren Xiaosu understood that the difference between him and Yang Xiaojin's sniper level was not even a little bit. It was the success that Yang Xiaojin spent several years in exchange for, how could it be copied by a basic level map.

It's no wonder that even a perfect map can only copy master-level skills, because every skill wants to break through to perfection, it must be done by him with a lot of effort.

Of course, the skill of irritating people needs to be removed, that thing seems to be born with no need to practice...

Ren Xiaosu asked curiously, "Why do you, a girl, practice firearms?"

"I like it," Yang Xiaojin said, "That's the power to protect myself."

These words made Ren Xiaosu suddenly feel that only those who lack a sense of security would seek strength to protect themselves.

"It's hard work," Ren Xiaosu sighed.

"It would be a lie to say it wasn't hard work," Yang Xiaojin said, "but it was fun."

"Why did you come to practice shooting in the wilderness before?" Ren Xiaosu asked.

"For desensitization training," Yang Xiaojin explained: "It is so that seeing corpses, blood, and death will not cause psychological reactions."

Ren Xiaosu looked at Yang Xiaojin in a daze, and he wondered what the girl had gone through.

At this time, Yang Xiaojin wondered: "I have been waiting for a day, why didn't any bandits pass by, this was the only way for bandits to pass by before."

They had been lying here for a whole day. On the one hand, Yang Xiaojin wanted to see if Ren Xiaosu had the quality to be a sniper, and on the other hand, he was here to observe the movements of the bandits.

As a result, Yang Xiaojin discovered that Ren Xiaosu seemed to be able to endure as well as she did. He had been lying in the bushes for more than eight hours, and Ren Xiaosu didn't even change his position.

And what surprised Yang Xiaojin the most was that although Ren Xiaosu didn't change his posture or move at all, she clearly felt that Ren Xiaosu was tensing his muscles and then relaxing.

This is to promote your own blood circulation and keep your muscles in a state of relaxation.

Yang Xiaojin had no doubt that if there was danger at this time, Ren Xiaosu who had been on the ground all day could still quickly enter a high-intensity battle.

I don't know how this young man practiced?

She slowly got up from the ground: "Come on, there may be something wrong with the bandit den here, let's go and have a look."

As she spoke, Yang Xiaojin walked towards the direction in her memory. An hour later, she stood in a mountain depression, and looked at the white bones there with frowns.

Surrounded by earthen kilns dug out by bandits, wooden tables, chairs and benches were placed inside, but they all lost their original color and were covered with a layer of solidified black.

That is the state after the blood has been dried for a long time.

"This place was ransacked," Yang Xiaojin said, "I don't know who did it. There were bullets and shell casings on the ground, and the firearms and motorcycles were taken away."

Ren Xiaosu looked at the bones on the ground, and there must have been wild beasts here, and there were animal teeth marks on the bones: "Is there a woman in the bandit den?"

"Most of them do. They go to market towns or factories to snatch women back," Yang Xiaojin said.

"There are no bones of a woman or a child here," Ren Xiaosu said.

"It must have been robbed by other bandit dens. It's strange that such a poor group of bandits has someone to make up their minds?" Yang Xiaojin said: "It seems that the river valley area is not so peaceful now, and there are also problems within the bandits. They didn't fight each other before. Those who supported them with funds have always maintained a kind of balanced order behind the scenes."

"Someone is integrating the bandits in the river valley? Is it possible?" Ren Xiaosu asked.

"It's possible, but you have to go to other places to observe and observe to be sure," Yang Xiaojin replied: "Let's go, there is no value here."

The two continued to march northwest, and Daban Mountain was in front of them. In Yang Xiaojin's memory, there would be the first small human settlement on their way.