NIS Agent Reincarnated as a Genius Actor - Chapter 327

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Episode 327. Rapid Fire

“Now, who will be the first to show their shooting skills?”

When Tony Williams looked around the crowd, everyone instinctively avoided eye contact.

Everyone commonly felt that going first wouldn’t be good.

“First, before deciding who will start, let me explain the rules.”

As expected, the explanation that followed was just as anticipated.

Four people at a time would come out to shoot simultaneously, and with twenty participants, five groups would be formed.

‘Even if each group takes a lot of time, it should finish within 30 minutes. Then the remaining 30 minutes must be for doing something among those large shelves on the left.’

While everyone was focused on the shooting competition that would unfold at the shooting lanes, Yeon-woo was thinking about what came next.

‘I do have some expectations.’

Then Tony spoke again.

“Then I’ll call out the names of four contestants. It was randomly decided by the production team, so don’t hold any grudges against me, okay?”

Tony took out his smartphone from his pocket and began calling out country names.

“Canada, Italy, Australia.”

As their country names were called, the faces of the corresponding participants soured.

And with one spot remaining, Tony looked at Yeon-woo standing among the participants.

‘Hmm…’

It wasn’t particularly appealing, but if called, shooting first wouldn’t be a big problem.

But Tony, who smiled slyly while looking at Yeon-woo, called out a different country.

“Last is USA!”

***

When the barrier blocking the entrance was lifted, four shooting lanes were revealed as expected, with targets at the end.

‘Hmm?’

Yeon-woo’s eyebrows twitched as he looked at the targets.

They weren’t the typical large circular ISSF (International Shooting Sport Federation) targets used in shooting or archery.

The shape had a small circle on top and a slightly larger circle below.

It looked like a snowman.

‘It’s an irregular target close to IPSC (International Practical Shooting Confederation) style.’

The two circles were no different from marking human vital points.

The small circle above represented the head, and the slightly larger circle below represented the heart and chest area.

‘Since this isn’t a shooting competition but a survival game where you actually have to point guns at each other and fight, it’s quite appropriate in a way.’

Even the shape of the target seemed to clearly convey the organizers’ intention to aim for opponents’ vital points and kill them.

Then Tony Williams added an explanation.

“Players will shoot a total of ten rounds, and must hit five in the upper target and the remaining five in the lower target. If six shots hit one side, the lowest score among those six will be treated as 0 points.”

The participants’ gazes focused on the targets.

The thought that they must hit five upper and five lower shots penetrated everyone’s minds, since even a 1-point shot would be better than a nullified 0 point.

And at the end of the shooting lanes, the number 25 was written.

‘If it’s 25-meter shooting, all the participants here must have done it many times.’

Since this was a program that carefully selected and invited celebrities with great interest in military matters, few would lack experience with accessible live ammunition pistol shooting.

Rather, Yeon-woo, who had lived as an actor in South Korea where gun possession is prohibited and had nothing to do with live ammunition, might have shot the least.

Of course, that’s only counting his current life.

‘I’ve only shot survival airsoft guns, and the most recent live ammunition shooting was in Hawaii…’

Fortunately, he avoided the misfortune of shooting in the first group, so he should stand behind other participants shooting and do image training.

No matter how long it had been since he shot live ammunition, the bullets and cartridges he had fired through training and actual combat in his previous life were enough to form a small hill, so he wouldn’t lose to ordinary people.

However, he had a different goal.

‘A chance to acquire special weapons…’

Having the powerful weapon of being the best sniper, he couldn’t miss this opportunity.

He absolutely had to come in first place.

Then Tony Williams’ voice transmitted through the microphone echoed through the venue.

“Now, before the first group starts the competition, we’ll give you a chance to shoot three practice rounds! Just press the buzzer in front and then shoot.”

Hearing those words, Yeon-woo nodded.

‘Hmm, fortunately.’

If you don’t attach other accessories to a pistol’s short barrel, there’s nothing to aim with or adjust in the first place.

That’s why a pistol as a weapon isn’t about adjusting the zero, but rather a weapon where you first shoot to check the bullet grouping or feel the minute errors with your body, then deliberately aim off to compensate.

What needs to be done first for that is naturally ‘shooting first to see’.

‘At least I can shoot three rounds. I need to get a solid feel during practice shooting.’

Just then, four people with faces scrunched up like they’d eaten bugs walked out.

It was true that going first was slightly disadvantageous since the participants behind could get hints by watching those ahead.

When the four participants stood in the shooting lanes, Yeon-woo behind them also focused.

He was doing image training by putting himself in the shoes of the shooters ahead, as if he were actually shooting.

Soon the four people put on tactical headsets for hearing protection at the end of the lanes, pressed the buzzer, and started shooting.

Bang─!

Bang bang─!

The gunshot sounds echoed through the shooting lanes and spread throughout the entire warehouse.

Yeon-woo grinned with joy at hearing the sound of live ammunition being fired after so long.

That’s when it happened.

‘Hmm…?’

Something was strange.

It was a very subtle feeling that something was off.

Bang bang─!

Even with the continuing gunshot sounds, the sense of unease wouldn’t leave.

‘What is it?’

Rattle─.

Then the targets of the participants who finished practice shooting came flying back on rails to be retrieved.

‘They all shot high… Hmm?’

While the bullets shot by the other three people hit slightly above the target, only the American participant had a relatively stable bullet grouping.

‘Is it a difference in skill?’

Yeon-woo stroked his chin.

“Canada, Italy, Australia, and America.”

Yeon-woo, who had been muttering quietly, suddenly realized something.

Among the four countries, there was one nation that was uniquely different from something.

Among the four countries, Italy was the only non-English speaking nation, but that wasn’t the answer Yeon-woo found.

‘The only different country is America.’

Since this was a TV show filmed with American production, it was fair to say America was the host country.

And America is the only country among the participating nations that uses the yard-pound system.

Recognizing that fact and looking at the shooting lanes, he could feel they were slightly shorter than the familiar 25-meter lanes.

‘This was the cause of the unease. That damn yard system…’

Even in his previous life, the biggest difficulty when conducting training with American participation was the units.

While America sometimes had no choice but to use the metric system when using internationally standardized weapons, a considerable portion of their military still used yards.

If the military was like that, then for civilians on American soil, yards were naturally an unchanging law.

’25 yards would be 22.86 meters.’

If you’d only done 25-meter shooting before, it was a bigger difference than expected.

Looking at the faces of Group 1 checking their practice bullet targets, it seemed only the Italian participant had noticed something was strange.

‘For the American participant’s success?’

Yeon-woo thought about the production team’s intentions.

Of course, that could be it.

While it was a program for the global market, if the mainland American participant got eliminated from the first round, they’d lose a huge potential market.

‘Hmm…’

Or it might just be because this place was America.

They would have subcontracted the shooting range construction to a company, and they would have built a 25-yard shooting range as they always did.

‘A lot of people are going to suffer from this.’

If participants who had only experienced metric shooting ranges shot as usual, it would definitely result in point deductions.

***

Even after the first group and the next group finished shooting, ‘Korea’ still hadn’t been called.

‘Are we going to shoot last?’

Just then, as if reading Yeon-woo’s thoughts, the word he’d been waiting for came from Tony’s mouth.

“And next is Korea! Looks like we’ll get to see the champion’s skills?”

Yeon-woo chuckled at Tony’s words.

As he slowly walked toward the shooting lane, various gazes poured down on him from all around.

Among them were clearly dismissive looks accompanied by snorts, some with a hint of wariness mixed in. But most of the gazes were curious.

He was young, and from what was publicly known, no related experience could be found, but he was definitely the champion of the Original Series.

Since everyone here had been recruited for this show, naturally there wasn’t a single person who hadn’t watched “Survival Island.”

Walking while receiving all those gazes, Yeon-woo stood in front of the shooting lane and put on his tactical headset with familiar hand movements.

Then he gripped his pistol and raised it toward the target.

Italy’s representative ‘Marco Banchero’ watched this scene with gleaming eyes.

Whether intentional or not, it was a game set up favorably for the American representative.

However, Italy’s Marco was a skilled marksman who had beaten America and scored perfect 10s from the very first group, currently holding sole first place, and was one of the championship candidates selected by critics.

That Marco thought to himself.

‘Won by luck? How ridiculous. The mediocre people here might dismiss that young man while running their delusion circuits at full power, but not me.’

He hadn’t fired a single shot yet, but just from his stance, it was clearly conveyed that he was different from the others.

So far, only Marco was sending wary glances.

Bang─!

Bang bang─!

The members of Yeon-woo’s group finished their three practice shots.

Rattle─.

The targets were delivered to the end of the shooting lane on rails.

Just then, Yeon-woo glanced at Marco who was in the crowd.

And Marco, who had been wary of Yeon-woo from the beginning, made eye contact and chuckled inwardly.

‘That guy is also wary of me. As expected, the real deal recognizes the real deal···.’

That’s when it happened.

After nodding while looking at the bullet holes in the delivered target, Yeon-woo pressed the buzzer like lightning and began shooting.

Bang bang─!

Bang bang─!

Clearly before the others could even take a deep breath, Yeon-woo started shooting alone at a pace two tempos faster, pulling the trigger without hesitation.

The problem was that while he was shooting alone, gunshots were ringing out twice in succession each time.

The unwritten rule, no, the international rule was to maintain silence and avoid any disruptive behavior while others were shooting.

The venue began to stir.

Tony Williams, who was watching from the platform, also widened his eyes.

“What, what’s this? Did he give up? Why is he shooting randomly?”

“···Hmm, it doesn’t seem like random shooting though? His shooting pattern is very regular.”

Everyone’s eyes widened as they watched Yeon-woo firing twice in succession with precise rhythm.

Yeon-woo, who was actually doing the shooting, had an expression that said he had no choice.

‘Why did that Italian bastard have to shoot a perfect score and create this situation.’

He had just planned to take his time and hit all ten shots with 10-point scores to take first place.

Because Kim Su-hyeok’s sniper rifle was that precious.

But suddenly some slick-looking guy recorded a perfect score from the first group, making time competition important.

Double taps, of course, and various rapid fire techniques including the Mozambique Drill and Bill Drill had been one of Yeon-woo’s specialties since his previous life, so he had no choice but to start mechanically putting bullets into heads and torsos alternately at high speed – one shot to the head, one shot to the torso.

To emphasize once again.

Because Kim Su-hyeok’s sniper rifle was precious.

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