Chapter 65: Chapter 65: Left-Eyed Sharpshooter
After swallowing it down, Ye Fan once thought he would transform.
Transforming into a Saiyan is fine, and a Superman with underwear on the outside is also acceptable.
But he never expected he would end up with a stomachache.
The feeling was so overwhelming, it almost caught him off guard.
Ye Fan occupied the bathroom for half an hour before coming out.
His face carried a peculiar expression.
During this time, the effects of swallowing the crystal had already manifested.
It expelled toxins, but the expulsion was too intense, leaving him somewhat weak.
And a significant portion of the crystal energy was wasted in the toxin expulsion process, without much effect.
But the energy was truly a good thing; it actually changed a weak spot on Ye Fan’s body.
And that was one of his eyes.
Students in school tend to strain their eyes from reading too much, and with the advent of smartphones, most wear glasses.
Ye Fan wasn’t much better off; his high school grinding through nights of study has caused some decline in his vision.
His right eye was still near normal, but his left eye experienced some nearsightedness.
Despite wasting a large part of the crystal energy, the remaining energy actually repaired his left eye’s vision!
No, it wasn’t just repair; repair wouldn’t be this miraculous, this was enhancement!
Normal 1.5 vision, Ye Fan didn’t know what standard his vision had reached.
Just now, he was looking out through the bathroom window, closing his right eye and using just his left eye; he could even see the grasshoppers beneath the crops on the distant hillside.
"What is this? A left eye telescope? I wonder if it could become a left eye sight?"
Through this experience with the crystal, Ye Fan realized it was surely wasteful; he definitely wouldn’t be so reckless next time.
However, he also felt the benefits brought by his recklessness.
This left eye’s vision is somewhat too abnormal; if applied to shooting, wouldn’t it have a special effect?
Ye Fan immediately excitedly took people out to practice shooting.
Eight Three-Star Army Soldiers, five Three-Star Conscripts, along with the military dog Xiaotian, arrived at the wilderness beside the police station.
Ye Fan checked with radar, this range had no zombies, so he let the soldiers set up some targets for his shooting practice.
Taking out his special mini-gun, Ye Fan looked at the row of bottles and bricks approximately fifty meters in front.
Aiming with the right eye as usual, fired!
Bam~~!
Missed, which was normal.
After all, this gun was being used for the first time, and Ye Fan hadn’t had much opportunity to practice shooting.
"This doesn’t count, my main thing is the left eye."
Ye Fan tried aiming with his left eye.
But he quickly discovered a drawback.
Like most people, he usually used his right hand, not left-handed.
Right hand holding the gun, right eye aiming, no problem there.
But right hand holding the gun and left eye aiming was quite awkward.
Because it required turning the neck, adjusting direction, making the posture quite bizarre.
Ye Fan felt awkward, tried firing a few shots with his left hand, but it was even more absurd, he wasn’t used to using his left hand.
Helpless, he had to revert to right hand shooting, using an eccentric way to aim at a distant bottle.
Closing the right eye, the bottle seemed magnified dozens of times, appearing clear before Ye Fan, he raised his hand and fired!
The bottle shattered, no need to even use a scope.
Ye Fan’s spirits rose, he raised the gun and fired in succession!
Bang bang bang~~~!
Eight out of ten hits!
This was largely due to just starting to use this gun, plus the lack of coordination between the right hand and left eye.
This unprecedented achievement gave Ye Fan considerable confidence, he promptly began the second round of shooting.
The second round also resulted in eight out of ten hits, but the accuracy of the hits was slightly improved.
Finished the first magazine, switched to the spare magazine.
This time, nine out of ten hits.
As he grew more familiar with the firearm, Ye Fan’s marksmanship improved rapidly.
The surrounding Red Alert Soldiers admired him deeply.
The Commander-in-Chief could actually shoot in this quirky manner; even a world shooting champion probably couldn’t do this.
After firing 300 rounds, Ye Fan was able to achieve ten out of ten hits.
But he still wasn’t satisfied; he asked the soldiers to hand over their light machine guns, he wanted to familiarize himself with the use of various firearms.
The light machine gun wasn’t comfortable at first, but the improvement was fast; gradually, Ye Fan wasn’t even satisfied with shooting at fixed targets and had the soldiers throw bricks, he wanted to practice shooting at moving targets.
From the afternoon until dusk was approaching, the bullets of those around him in his guard squad were almost all used up by Ye Fan before he reluctantly finished.
"Continue practicing tomorrow, must practice until reaching the point of shooting as I aim. With such divine-like vision, becoming a sharpshooter is absolutely no problem!"
Immersed in the joy of progress in skills, Ye Fan returned to the police station to rest, ate five pounds of meat and five bowls of rice for dinner to replenish today’s consumption.
The next day, the troops went out again to gather supplies, while Ye Fan took his guard squad to continue practicing shooting.
From morning till noon, by 12 o’clock after bullet refresh, Ye Fan fired nearly ten thousand shots in a day.
He was proficient with the use of submachine guns, light machine guns, and rifles.
This is the result of practice makes perfect; combined with his left eye vision, even shooting at quickly thrown bricks achieved nearly 50% hit rate.
This is the benefit after eye enhancement; even those from the national shooting team need shotguns to hit moving clay pigeons, while Ye Fan shooting bricks with rifles, they may not necessarily achieve.
The only thing to complain about is right hand shooting and left eye aiming, every time he made this expression, it felt like seeing those students who accidentally align during military training, always a bit uncoordinated.
Eventually practice with left hand shooting must take place, but there’s no time for that right now.
Ye Fan could only console himself that maybe because of this, he can practice becoming a dual-handed fire sharpshooter.
Meanwhile, the troops completely cleaned up the zombies in Chengguan Town on the second day, bringing back more than 12,000 points in money to Ye Fan.
After the money came back, Nana proposed a request to Ye Fan.
"Sir, you have been promoted to Battalion Commander authority, please set the personnel for the battalion unit."
Previously, Ye Fan set a company with 130 Red Alert Units, not entirely in accord with Qin Han’s previous structure, but it was basically similar.
A battalion with three companies means 390 people.
The logistics support team and medical squad must also become platoon-level units, but this can follow standard structure, a platoon with three squads and 24 people, plus a platoon leader and a guard, that makes 26 people.
Two platoons add up to 52 people, which totals 442 people.
Additionally, Ye Fan wants to set up a direct platoon.
The direct platoon doesn’t belong to the three companies, it is directly managed by the Battalion Commander, which is Ye Fan’s direct forces, also can be called the guard platoon, mainly responsible for his safety, while other companies are primarily responsible for fighting zombies.
A platoon with three combat squads, plus some snipers, scouts, military dogs and such, also amounts to 32 people.
This already totals 474 people, and Ye Fan now has four Engineers and thirty combat Engineers, making 508.
Mortar soldiers, heavy machine gun soldiers, and armored vehicle drivers and gunners later on are not yet included.
Considering this, Ye Fan decided to set the personnel for a battalion unit to 550 people.
And also leave some space for new units to appear in the future.
"Configuration complete, a battalion unit personnel set to 550 people, please name the unit, Sir!"
"Name the unit?"
"Yes, our units are about to step out, must have a title or designation, please name it, Sir."
Ye Fan immediately realized the importance of this issue, as this naming would be the designation of his Red Alert Team in this post-apocalyptic world, so it must be a striking name.