The chief instructor picked up an aggressively styled sniper rifle, a hint of pride in his eyes.
"This is the QBU10 12.7mm heavy sniper rifle."
"I once used its brother model on the Afghan battlefield to achieve a precise sniper kill from a distance of 1,500 meters."
"I took out a terrorist leader with one shot."
These words elicited quiet gasps of admiration from the female guests.
The chief instructor put down the QBU10 and then pointed to another, even heavier sniper rifle beside it.
"As for this one, it's the JS 7.62mm sniper rifle."
"It's one of the exclusive pieces of equipment for our Megakaryocyte Special Operations Group."
"Its power is greater than the previous one, but its recoil is also extremely terrifying."
"Let's put it this way, for novices like you."
"If your posture is incorrect, one shot could dislocate your shoulder."
"Moreover, this gun is extremely expensive, and every bullet is worth a lot."
"So, don't even think about this gun; just look at it."
Listening to the chief instructor's introduction, Yang Zi and Bai Lu's eyes were filled with envy.
However, Gu Lina Zha's gaze never left Lu Mingyu, who stood silently like a mountain nearby.
Lu Mingyu noticed her gaze and walked over.
He saw the eagerness in Gu Lina Zha's eyes, and a almost imperceptible curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Which one do you want to try first?"
His voice was low and gentle.
Gu Lina Zha unhesitatingly pointed to the Type 05 suppressed pistol.
Lu Mingyu nodded, picked up the pistol, and skillfully loaded a full magazine.
Then he inserted it into the pistol with a crisp click.
He walked behind Gu Lina Zha, his tall frame almost completely enveloping her.
"Watch closely, I'll teach you the most basic gun-holding and aiming postures first."
Lu Mingyu extended his hands and held Gu Lina Zha's hands, which were holding the gun, from behind.
His chest was pressed tightly against her back.
His warm breath gently caressed her ear.
Gu Lina Zha's cheeks instantly turned crimson, and her heart began to beat uncontrollably fast.
She could even clearly feel Lu Mingyu's strong, powerful heartbeat intertwining with her own.
She suddenly recalled the scene from last night when she, Yang Zi, and Bai Lu were lying in bed whispering.
At that time, she had thought to herself that Lu Mingyu was a cold-faced instructor on the training ground who showed no favoritism.
He would definitely not give her any special treatment.
But now... what was this?
A sense of shame welled up in her, making her wish she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
She mumbled in a voice only the two of them could hear.
"Hey... Lu Mingyu, you... you're not allowed to hug anyone else like this, only me."
Lu Mingyu froze for a moment, then chuckled softly.
"Okay, I promise you."
His voice was filled with indulgence.
"Don't worry, after I've taught you, I'll have their training guns mounted on special locking chair mechanisms for fixed-position shooting."
On the viewing platform not far away, an old man in a service uniform with general's stars on his shoulders was holding binoculars.
He watched everything happening on the training ground with great interest.
This old man was Lu Mingyu's grandfather, Lu Wei.
He had originally thought that his grandson, who had grown up in the military camp, constantly training and completing missions, would definitely be a clueless blockhead when it came to relationships.
But the scene before him completely astonished him.
Look at this kid, under the guise of teaching, he's completely embracing the young girl.
The posture was intimate yet standard, and the reason was sufficient and legitimate.
His practiced manner showed no resemblance to a clueless young man who had just started dating.
He was clearly an experienced veteran in love.
Lu Wei put down his binoculars, a satisfied smile on his face.
Looking at the other female guests nearby, each of them was watching intently, their eyes filled with seriousness.
They clearly all believed this was merely a professional shooting instruction movement.
Who would have thought that his grandson could use his identity as an instructor.
To openly take advantage of his girlfriend like this.
Good, very good indeed.
Lu Wei secretly praised his grandson in his heart.
This kid finally started to catch on.
On the training ground, Gu Lina Zha was completely unaware that her intimate interaction with Lu Mingyu had already fallen into the eyes of her future grandfather.
All her attention was focused on Lu Mingyu's guidance and the gun in her hand.
"Relax your shoulders, extend your arms naturally, don't be too stiff."
Lu Mingyu's voice was right by her ear, and his warm breath made her a little distracted.
"Three points in a line: the gun's front sight, the rear sight, and your target, form a straight line."
He held her hands, subtly adjusting the pistol's angle.
"Use the pad of your index finger to feel the trigger, pull it smoothly backward, and remember, be decisive."
Gu Lina Zha took a deep breath, trying to clear her mind.
Following Lu Mingyu's guidance, she locked her gaze on the target 50 meters away.
She steadied her breathing, her index finger feeling the resistance of the trigger.
"Bang!"
A muffled yet faint gunshot, accompanied by a slight recoil in her arm, as the bullet left the barrel.
Gu Lina Zha nervously watched the distant target, her heart pounding.
A moment later, the target scorer at the other end of the range shouted loudly through the walkie-talkie.
"Target position one, 7.2 rings!"
Hearing this score, Gu Lina Zha's eyes instantly lit up, her face filled with surprise and disbelief.
Her first live-fire shooting, and she got 7.2 rings!
"Not bad, very talented."
Lu Mingyu released her hands, praising her without reservation.
"To achieve this score the first time you touch a gun, you've already surpassed most people."
"You should know, except for a very few exceptionally gifted individuals."
"Most people's scores are below 7 rings on their first practice."
Receiving affirmation from the one she admired, Gu Lina Zha felt delighted, but she still asked curiously.
"What about you? How many rings did you get on your first target practice?"
Lu Mingyu smiled upon hearing this, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.
"Me? My situation is a bit special."
"I've been immersed in the shooting range since I was a child, so I can't remember exactly how many rings I got the first time."
Hearing this, Gu Lina Zha's newly kindled pride was instantly dampened by half.
So he had been practicing since he was a child, like a child prodigy.
Her small achievement was simply not worth mentioning in front of him.
She pouted, feeling a little discouraged.
Lu Mingyu saw through her thoughts, reached out and ruffled her hair, comforting her gently.
"There's nothing to compare; you're just starting, and to have this score is already very impressive."
"Don't worry, I'll teach you every day for the next while."
"I guarantee that within a week, your shooting skills will improve to the next level."
Gu Lina Zha's eyes lit up again, and she looked up, her eyes filled with anticipation.
"Then... can you teach me a few more shots?"
She tugged at Lu Mingyu's sleeve, adding softly.
"Just like just now, holding me while you teach."
Lu Mingyu looked at her playful demeanor, his heart softening, and he responded in a low voice.
"Okay."
For the next ten minutes or so, this scene unfolded on the training ground.
Lu Mingyu, like a tireless instructor, repeatedly embraced Gu Lina Zha from behind.
He meticulously corrected her every subtle movement, hand by hand.
And Gu Lina Zha also fired three full magazines of bullets, her shooting performance steadily improving under Lu Mingyu's guidance.