The Strongest Brain in the Interstellar

What grievances the two instructors have with each other is not something Jiang Hui knows. Like all her classmates, she finished her meal with excitement, took a short break, and quickly headed to the training ground to wait for the real shooting training to begin.

Sure enough, when the afternoon class started, Nie Erqi let everyone practice shooting as he had promised.

“Very good, this is the correct posture. Remember, you need to treat the gun as your partner; rely on and trust it, and even consider it an inseparable part of yourself. Your hands must be steady, your eyes focused, and don’t be afraid…”

He then adjusted each person’s gun-holding posture. Once he felt that they had adapted sufficiently, he instructed everyone to stand up while holding their guns.

“The action of holding the gun is like this; it’s easy, but to do it quickly and accurately without appearing clumsy requires a strong foundation. Many veterans can easily make mistakes on the battlefield, and they may even commit fatal errors due to this action of holding the gun.”

This is not an exaggeration. Shooting, as a mandatory course in the military, is divided into two types: one is direct, personal shooting like this. This is the most common and easiest type to use because not only the military, but also personnel from patrol agencies or certain public officials assigned to special tasks need this kind of training.

One type is derived from shooting related to mechs, involving shooting operations with the built-in weapons of the mechs or externally mounted firearms. In short, this refers to shooting activities conducted through mechs. While it shares similar key points with personal shooting, it is fundamentally different, as it still relies on human operation.

The gun-holding mistakes that Nie Erqi mentioned generally occur during mech shooting. This is because personal shooting operations are relatively controllable, and the size of the shooting guns is limited, which means the worst that can happen is missing the target. However, when it comes to mech shooting operations or using externally mounted firearms on mechs, even a slight miscalculation can lead to catastrophic consequences. If the operation is not precise or the direction is slightly off, it can hit a nearby person. If luck runs out, hitting a teammate is also a possibility.

Therefore, whether in schools or the military, there are strict requirements for students during shooting training regarding gun-holding actions and accuracy. They undergo rigorous training day in and day out to avoid making irreparable mistakes on the spot.

However, this is currently just a specialized training session within a military training context. Nie Erqi’s time here is limited; he can’t teach in great detail. At most, it can only be considered an experiential lesson. Although he initially intended to see what Stark was doing, he is still committed to his task and earnestly instructs these kids, who might very well become his comrades in the army.

Seeing these children, whose expressions and movements are genuinely inexperienced, struggling to shoulder firearms taller than half their bodies, Nie Erqi signaled for them to move closer, indicating they should prepare for the next phase.

They saw that the instructor led them to stop several dozen steps away from a wide and unusual grid. At this point, everyone noticed that they were all standing outside a yellow line. The yellow line wasn’t very long, but it was wide enough for five people to stand side by side.

In fact, Jiang Hui had discovered this strange grid long ago. When their group arrived early in the afternoon to check in, she noticed that this instructor, Nie Erqi, seemed to be fiddling with it. However, once the training began in the afternoon, it was no longer used.

This was a positioning grid commonly used for beginners in shooting.

Well, it was just a grid, not particularly technical. The only thing that slightly connected it to the cool future was the material used.

What was particularly strange were the lines of the grid. They didn’t appear to be single strands; each strand seemed to be twisted together from dozens, if not hundreds, of fine threads that were as thin as hair. A whole strand might not even be half a millimeter thick. Under the sunlight, this extremely fine grid seemed to radiate complex light and shadow, making it hard to see clearly.

Thus, this grid, which was over ten meters long and three or four meters high, hanging suspended several meters away, didn’t seem to have much presence.

Was this intended for them to shoot at? But the holes in it seemed a bit too large; shooting at these holes didn’t feel like it would train their eyesight at all.

As Jiang Hui thought aimlessly, she heard Nie Erqi command the students in the front row to move up, get into position beyond the yellow line, and then instructed them to shoot at the… intersection points of the grid lines?!

Intersection points, huh?

Jiang Hui was stunned. Those grid lines, which might not even be half a millimeter thick, were only slightly visible under the sunlight. With the distance between them, even if she could see six parts clearly, it would only appear as two.

Was asking them to shoot at the intersection points of the grid lines a bit too much to ask? She vaguely understood why they were using such colored lines to weave the grid. The lines were already this thin, and now they shimmered with a slightly reflective sheen; it would be surprising if they could hit anything.

It wasn’t just her thinking this; the other students also gasped at what seemed to be an excessively difficult and unbelievable request.

“Wait, this…”

“How is that possible? I must have heard it wrong; it should be the grid…”

“No way, how could anyone do that?”

…

“I am indeed referring to the intersection points of the grid, and I will say it once more. You all need to do this, and if anyone doesn’t want to attend this class, you are free to leave. I won’t keep you here,” Nie Erqi said, clearly displeased with the students’ lack of discipline and spoke impatiently.

In almost an instant, the buzzing discussion quieted down. Clearly, they all remembered how Instructor Stark had decisively expelled a few students for being late at the beginning of the school term. Though Nie Erqi’s words weren’t as severe, they still made the students instantly associate his style with that of Stark.

“Enough already, don’t dawdle. Time is limited, and don’t keep the others waiting for you.”

Thus, the first round of shooting practice began in this atmosphere of being hurried along.

As everyone started the practical exercise, they found that shooting was far more… more difficult than they had imagined. Learning and imagining were one thing, but real operation was another.

From the first row, chaos ensued. Some were flustered as they tried to find the safety catch, some didn’t even know when to pull the trigger, and others didn’t react at all when the instructor gave the order. Some had already fired off a shot without thinking, producing nothing but a lonely sound.

Nie Erqi didn’t give them any time to relax or feel disappointed; he pushed them to the back row and instructed the next group of students to move forward and repeat the previous step.

Now even the students who had learned to remain quiet and calm after weeks of training couldn’t settle down. The scene was extremely chaotic.

Jiang Hui was in the fourth row, and she didn’t have time to react before instinctively raising the laser gun and aiming it forward as per the instructions.

There… was a point!