Mercenary’s War
Chapter 1213 - 1213 One Thousand One Hundred Ninety-Six The Ultimate Deity

1213: Chapter One Thousand One Hundred Ninety-Six: The Ultimate Deity 1213: Chapter One Thousand One Hundred Ninety-Six: The Ultimate Deity Gao Yang really wasn’t someone who easily became prideful, but this time he couldn’t help but feel a bit carried away.

It was mainly because the praise was too much and too intense, making it difficult for him to remain modest.

Modesty leads to progress, and this is true for practicing anything.

Gao Yang never dared to think that his gunmanship had reached the point where no further practice was needed.

On the contrary, he strived to maintain a self-reflective state, eagerly learning from anything worth learning and never missing any opportunity to improve himself, never wasting a moment that could be spent practicing.

The title of the number one marksman, the glory of the Gun God, didn’t fall from the sky.

It was the result of Gao Yang, hailed as a genius, achieving it through rigorous training.

Having been a mercenary for several years, Gao Yang had never dared to neglect his shooting skills.

But now, Gao Yang couldn’t help but get a little carried away.

The applause and cheering were too enthusiastic, bestowing upon this mercenary the treatment of a star.

The key point was, although Gao Yang didn’t have a scored round, he knew that the previous fastest time was thirty-four seconds, and in terms of accuracy, he was certainly not inferior.

With similar precision, he managed to reduce the time by a full ten seconds.

Gao Yang was that kind of a phenomenal marksman, and a mysterious one at that.

Usually out of sight, but once he made an appearance, he would refresh all records by a large margin, raising the records to a level so high that others could hardly face them, to the point where it sapped the will of those who came after.

It was like everyone was working hard to run a hundred meters within ten seconds, and then one day, someone suddenly ran it in eight seconds at the Olympics, rendering all other champions dull by comparison, leaving a record that could only be worshiped and commemorated, without any hope of breaking it.

All those who knew the sport were applauding.

At this time, the president of the California Chapter also felt some regret, thinking that perhaps they should have let Gao Yang participate in the scoring.

Having Gao Yang participate in scoring would indeed rob the upcoming official competition of its luster, as the participants would not be able to compete with a normal mindset afterward.

After all, with Gao Yang’s performances as a precedent, no matter how well they shot, it would look pale in comparison.

But now it was different.

Gao Yang didn’t just give a master-level performance, but a phenomenal one—an achievement worthy of admiration in the history of IPSC, and this feat was made on their Los Angeles range, by a member of their Los Angeles Chapter.

This was different; this was the glory of Los Angeles.

The more the president of the California Chapter thought about it, the more he regretted, so he took the microphone and loudly said, “Mr.

Gao, try it one more time, please!

You’re now familiar with the range, and you have the right gun, how about another official scoring shot?

As a member of the IPSC, leave us a record to be proud of!”

Gao Yang hesitated carefully for a moment, then finally turned his gaze towards Morgan and Jack.

Yelena’s face glowed with radiance, waving her fists at Gao Yang.

Morgan made a gesture to Gao Yang, indicating that he should confidently go for setting an official record.

As for Jack, he was nodding continuously, his face excited, signaling Gao Yang to set a record right then and there.

Turning a shooting competition into his own stage, Gao Yang waved his hand and loudly said, “Alright, I’ll give it a try.”

IPSC shooting is different from ordinary shooting competitions because it mimics real combat shooting.

There are no fixed positions for targets in IPSC shooting, so records can’t be set by the number of rings like in ordinary shooting competitions, nor by the number of clay targets hit like in clay pigeon shooting.

Therefore, there is no quantifiable standard for IPSC as there is for ordinary shooting competitions.

However, Gao Yang was still able to set a record.

That was, under the premise of standard IPSC target positions, to try and score the highest points possible.

Then, at least on this shooting range, with the same target setup, he would have his own record.

Gao Yang used Jack’s gun and shot again.

The first time he shot, Gao Yang had already performed perfectly, so he couldn’t shorten the time further.

The first time it took him 23.86 seconds, this time after finishing, it took him 23.77 seconds, the timing was almost exactly the same.

The timing being almost identical indicates that Gao Yang had no room for improvement, but it also showcased Gao Yang’s stability and his most valuable quality: on his first time shooting with Jack’s gun, in an almost unfamiliar environment, using a completely unfamiliar gun, he still delivered his most perfect performance.

This was invaluable on the competition field, but even more precious and practical on the battlefield.

Gao Yang returned to the area outside the shooting range, waiting under the chairman’s platform for the final score to be announced.

The president of the California Chapter was too preoccupied to say anything, as he and several judges were scoring the target papers that Gao Yang had shot.

Finally, after several minutes of deliberation, the president and the judges consulted together for a while before the president ran excitedly onto the podium, grabbed the microphone, and announced loudly: “After repeated verification by the panel of judges, the final score is out, unbelievably, Mr.

Gao’s final score is 467.5 points!

467.5 points!”

There was an uproar, because at this shooting range, with the same target setup, the previous highest score was 360 points.

Gao Yang had not just created a gap with his record, but a difference between heaven and earth.

Facing the applause from below the platform, Gao Yang confidently flicked the brim of his hat and then held the gun high up in the air.

As the applause and cheering gradually subsided, someone suddenly shouted from the crowd: “Sunglasses shooter!

Shoot one more time with a factory-original gun, please!

Shoot once more with a factory-original gun!”

An excited woman squeezed her way out of the crowd, then ran up onto the platform, and directly in front of Gao Yang, she said with great excitement: “Shoot one more time with a factory-original gun!

Otherwise, those IDPA people will definitely say that this was just an event using specialized firearms!

Please, shoot one more time with a factory-original gun!

Let everyone shut up!”

Just as IPSC has its own adherents, IDPA has its own supporters; although there are people who participate in both associations, for those die-hard fans, this woman who came up to the stage is definitely only supportive of IPSC.

With things having come this far, Gao Yang didn’t have much else to say.

He spread his hands and said loudly: “As you wish, beautiful lady.”

That woman wasn’t very young, she seemed to be in her mid-forties, but she was very stylishly dressed.

She asked Gao Yang excitedly: “Could you give me an autograph?

On my gun, and on my clothes, I’m sorry, is my request too much?

Oh, and if you use a factory-original gun, which one will you use?”

Just like some people support IPSC and some support IPDA, different brands of guns also have their own backers, some prefer Glock while others prefer Colt.

Since it had come to this, he might as well go all in.

Gao Yang bowed slightly, put his left hand behind his back, stretched his right hand forward, and with a smile said to the woman in front of him: “Whatever gun you wish for me to use, I shall use.

So, what gun would you like me to shoot with?” (To be continued.

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