NIS Agent Reincarnated as a Genius Actor - Chapter 328

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Episode 328. Video Analysis

Bang bang─!

Bang bang─!

Regular gunfire sounds echoed as the pistol in Yeon-woo’s hands spat fire twice at a time.

And the other participants watching this scene kept tilting their heads in confusion.

“Hey, is that Asian guy not understanding Tony’s explanation from earlier? Did he not catch that last place gets eliminated?”

“That can’t be it? His English skills were quite good.”

“Then why is he shooting so recklessly like that? Firing two shots at a time, there’s no way he’ll hit properly.”

Then someone chuckled.

“It varies by person, doesn’t it? Rather than getting humiliated once inside the island, it might be better to drop out from the shooting round from the start. He could make excuses like not properly understanding the rules.”

Then someone chimed in agreement, thinking his words made some sense.

“Then the production crew is the one who got screwed over? If a participant from the original series gets eliminated from the start, it messes up their planned narrative.”

While the other players chattered back and forth about Yeon-woo, the man himself finished his shooting.

He fired a total of ten shots, with Yeon-woo shooting in bursts of two for five rounds.

Naturally, he used only half the shooting time compared to others, and the participants called up in the same group were still in the middle of their shooting.

Having finished shooting first, Yeon-woo quickly pressed the buzzer with the same dexterity he showed playing Halli Galli, stopping the timer that recorded his shooting time.

‘At least it’s fortunate it’s a pistol.’

A pistol’s stopping power against humans is clearly inferior compared to other firearms.

That’s why most militaries conduct all training with rifles as primary weapons, and civilians interested in firearms are the same – even if they start with pistol shooting, they eventually practice mainly with rifle shooting.

Because the Survival Games they enjoy ultimately involve fighting with rifles too.

‘No matter how much they’re civilians, they’re people serious enough about military stuff to be invited here.’

If the first round’s challenge had been rifles, the skill levels would have been more evenly matched and wouldn’t have shown such big differences.

However, even among those who use firearms professionally, there are those who, unlike the military, find it difficult to possess rifles.

In close protection work where you perform duties staying close to VIPs, rifles can look threatening and also advertise to potential snipers that a VIP is present, so they usually carry pistols at their waist.

Rifles and other firearms are often held by support teams or stored in vehicles for emergency use.

The same goes for police who directly interact with citizens.

Basic armament consists of pistols and batons, and even then, gas guns or taser guns are used in most cases.

When situations arise requiring weapons beyond that, the manual is to first secure minimal safety and then request support from special forces or counter-terrorism units rather than engaging directly.

Therefore, there’s a strong perception that marksmanship with pistols is inferior to rifles in every aspect no matter how much you practice, and is mostly used out of necessity, and furthermore, among related enthusiasts, it’s sometimes scorned as being for suicide or summary execution.

But there were those who had to master marksmanship as a professional requirement.

Sometimes infiltrating war zones like the military, sometimes infiltrating lawless criminal areas like international police pursuing criminals who fled overseas, and everything from VIP Protection to Intelligence Operations.

Probably the ones who use and practice with pistols the most are neither military nor police, but intelligence agency operatives.

‘Hmm, when you think about it, it’s a sad story.’

Far from basic armament, when infiltrating somewhere, going in unarmed is naturally the basic approach to avoid suspicion.

‘After going in empty-handed, the firearms you can relatively easily procure locally on your own are limited to pistols at best.’

Even then, there wasn’t such a thing as a mainly used gun.

Since using whatever you can get your hands on is daily routine, for Intelligence Agents, having preferred firearms like special forces or PMCs (Private Military Companies) – saying they mainly use some Colt model or some Beretta model – was itself a luxury.

Whether it’s an illegally modified gun by rebels or a gun held by someone you just killed, you have to grab whatever comes to hand.

While Yeon-woo was having these various thoughts, the other players in the same group must have finished shooting too, as the surroundings became quiet.

As Yeon-woo removed his tactical headset and looked around, the targets came flying toward the players on rails.

Whirrrr─.

Thunk─.

What everyone was looking at with interested eyes was Yeon-woo’s target.

All the players who had shot so far had fired with utmost care, one shot at a time.

Since there hadn’t been any player who shot so carelessly(?) going bang-bang like that, it was natural to be curious about the score recorded on Yeon-woo’s target.

And on one hand, there were expressions of relief that they weren’t the one being eliminated.

However, some among them seemed to have roughly caught on to what Yeon-woo had done.

Because along with expressions of surprise, strong wariness was rising.

Yeon-woo looked at the target delivered via rail.

He had confidence while shooting, but you never know.

Maybe one shot or so didn’t hit.

‘Hmm···.’

Yeon-woo quietly nodded his head.

The snowman-shaped target with a circle on top and a circle on the bottom had bullet groupings cleanly formed right in the center of each circle.

Yeon-woo submitted his target to the staff member.

***

It was time for Yeon-woo’s score, which everyone was paying attention to, to be announced.

Soon Tony’s mouth opened.

“Korea’s score is an amazing 100 points! Since it’s the same score, as announced beforehand, Korea, who used less time, moves up to first place!”

When the results were announced, there was a great stir among the players.

“···What?”

After hearing Tony’s announcement, there were two types of gazes directed at Yeon-woo.

Disbelief, and wariness.

First, those who looked with expressions of disbelief opened their mouths.

“Th-that doesn’t make sense! How can he get 100 points shooting like that? VAR!”

“This isn’t even soccer, what VAR?”

Someone shouted loudly requesting VAR.

VAR (Video Assistant Referees) is a video review system used in soccer matches.

Yeon-woo stared blankly in that direction.

Was this also because they were the home of soccer? Sure enough, it was the UK Representative who shouted VAR.

Starting with England, players from other countries also began to voice their complaints.

“Honestly, it doesn’t make sense. If you don’t provide reasonable evidence, I won’t participate in this show anymore. I have no intention of being a supporting character in creating a manipulated hero like in the Original Series.”

“See? I was right, wasn’t I? This is too much.”

The one making a fuss and talking loudly was, as expected, the gochujang head, and the Northern European players who had gathered near him started raising their hands at Tony and chattering about something.

Then Tony raised both hands to calm people down.

“Whoa whoa, I understand well why you’re all raising your voices like this. Our production team couldn’t believe it either, so we checked once more. Now, no need for long explanations, let’s see it on screen.”

When Tony shouted, the scoreboard screen that had been displaying rankings at the top switched to video.

The split screen showed two different videos.

On the left was Yeon-woo standing at the end of the shooting lane holding a pistol.

And on the right seemed to show in real-time where bullets penetrated the target, filmed by a camera installed in front of the target.

And the shooting began.

Yeon-woo’s shooting stance with his torso and both arms forming a steady triangle in perfect posture.

It was textbook perfection itself.

The participants who had only been looking at his back from behind could now see Yeon-woo’s shooting stance from the front through the camera, and some of them began to feel something was wrong.

‘This stance is too perfect···?’

‘No way···.’

Bang─!

Yeon-woo’s shooting was broadcast in slow motion.

The first bullet was fired and simultaneously penetrated the center of the lower circle of the target. That is, the center of the snowman’s torso.

High-pressure explosive gas pushed the warhead out of the barrel, and from that recoil, the pistol Yeon-woo was holding shot upward.

This is the basic recoil that occurs when anyone fires a gun.

He quickly caught that recoil and returned it to position, and simultaneously the pistol spat fire again.

Even though it was shown in slow motion, the series of actions was so fast and naturally flowing that it felt like he had fired two shots in succession.

Using the recoil that went up from firing, he deliberately directed the pistol’s aim to the upper circle. That is, the feeling of raising it to the snowman’s head area.

Bang─!

And sure enough, the target displayed on the right side of the split screen had a hole in the center of the upper circle.

The screen replayed the series of events that had just occurred at actual speed, not in slow motion.

Bang-bang─!

It seemed like he had just fired carelessly in succession, but holes were definitely made in the center of the snowman’s torso and head.

“Cr-crazy···.”

“It wasn’t random shooting but rapid fire?”

When the screen was revealed, the players who had been raising their voices claiming manipulation all shut their mouths at once.

Just looking at the shooting stance alone, it was the perfect posture of a professional that couldn’t possibly be dismissed as manipulation.

And it didn’t take long for those closed mouths to open again.

Because rapid fire continued after that.

The total of five shots was as consistent as a machine.

And the bullet hole created in the center of the target gradually expanded its range, making the number “10” written there increasingly tattered.

In proportion to that, the mouths of those watching the screen fell open.

“···Oh shit.”

***

Of course, not everyone just stood there with their mouths agape, admiring like fools.

‘···Should I consider this a type of marksmanship that man perfected through endless practice.’

Marco Banchero, the Italian representative who was staring fiercely at the screen with eyes full of wariness toward Yeon-woo, was analyzing Yeon-woo’s marksmanship.

Rapid fire shooting two shots each at the snowman-shaped targets.

One shot to the torso, one shot to the head.

That wasn’t simple rapid fire, but marksmanship ingrained in the body through training repeated for an enormous amount of time. In other words, it was a drill.

‘Practical shooting thoroughly honed to effectively neutralize opponents···.’

The first shot would destroy the heart, spinal cord, and spine to neutralize the opponent, then the subsequent second shot would destroy the brain.

The clean movements without any excess were surprisingly accurate.

When viewed in slow motion, that aspect became even more prominent, and before he knew it, goosebumps rose on Marco Banchero’s arms.

‘···I want to catch him. I want to hunt him. Faster than anyone else. Before others can touch him.’

Marco Banchero, who usually enjoyed hardcore hunting by risking his own life, felt his blood boil more as stronger opponents appeared.

Marco Banchero looked at Yeon-woo with blazing eyes.

Meanwhile, Yeon-woo, who felt that gaze, shook his head.

‘Ah, that creepy guy is at it again.’

No matter how much Yeon-woo had virtually no relationships with women since his reincarnation, receiving such hot and sticky gazes from an uncle with a bushy beard and creepy eyes was absolutely unacceptable.

Yeon-woo took out his smartphone from his chest and began writing memos again.

1. Norway – Gochujang Head (Gunnar Hundsen)

2. Italy – Creepy Uncle (Marco Banchero)

And at the same time, the black barrier that had been covering the shelves occupying the wide space of the port warehouse was lifted.

Inside was filled with numerous firearms, protective gear, and other equipment for combat.

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