Since VR technology was not yet fully developed, members usually trained their marksmanship in a more traditional way: on-site training.To enhance the assassins' ability to adapt to different environments, the training ground was divided into multiple zones, each simulating a distinct environment, including open clearings and dense forests.
Sunlight filtered through the trees, casting dappled light across the faces of two young men. The air carried the fresh scent of earth and pine needles, occasionally punctuated by the distant chirping of birds and the rustling of leaves.
Both wore identical black tactical turtlenecks. One had long blonde hair and a cold, unapproachable demeanor; the other stood casually with his hands in his pockets, a playful smirk etched on his perfect features.
Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo and Kurosawa Jin stood at their respective shooting positions.
Kurosawa Jin had already popped the champagne in his mind.The past few days had mostly consisted of combat training and academic lessons, with very little focus on marksmanship practice.
Guns could not be mastered by brute force alone. They required physical fitness, endurance, and stability, as well as proper shooting posture and grip. After that came practice in aiming, breath control, and trigger discipline to improve accuracy. Environmental factors—such as wind speed, wind direction, humidity, and temperature—also needed to be considered.
This kid is new; his hands are soft, without any calluses from shooting. He probably hasn't even held a sniper rifle. How dare he accept this challenge? Doesn't he know he's known for his excellent marksmanship?
"Heh heh… Should I call you arrogant or foolish? You've got guts, Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo. I'm almost starting to admire you. You might be a martial arts genius, but when it comes to sniping, there's no way you can beat me."
Yet Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo remained perfectly still, as if victory were already in his grasp.
No, impossible.
Kurosawa Jin tried to suppress the unease bubbling inside him.News of their marksmanship challenge had inexplicably spread throughout the training ground, drawing the attention of many camp members. Even Tequila had heard about it and had come to watch, making onlookers reluctant to leave.
The instructor seemed in a particularly good mood today, his tone unusually pleasant."Why leave? Kurosawa Jin's sniping skills have always been top-notch, and although the newcomer Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo hasn't been here long, you all know his strength. Don't miss this chance to watch and learn."
At this, those who had been thinking of leaving stopped in their tracks.
Kurosawa Jin felt a bit uneasy.How did these people know about the sniping competition? Did he have it written on his forehead?
Then he heard whispers from the crowd."I knew I saw them passing notes in class…""Really?! I thought their relationship was terrible.""No, I even heard Kurosawa say that if he loses this time, he'll become Gojo's subordinate and work like an ox or a horse.""I never thought that even the fierce, crocodile-like Kurosawa could be conquered by Gojo."
Kurosawa Jin had excellent hearing, but he wished he were deaf at that moment.
Damn Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo. And what's wrong with these people? Aren't they afraid of being killed by him?They'll get what's coming to them once this is over.
"Alright, you two, begin," Tequila nodded.
Each would take five shots at varying distances: 800 meters, 600 meters, 400 meters, 200 meters, and 100 meters. Scores would be calculated by rings, with higher rings indicating better accuracy.
The rifles provided to the trainees were modified, with significantly reduced recoil compared to adult models.
Kurosawa Jin took the first shot.He raised the sniper rifle with precision, spread his legs, bent his knees, rested his elbows on his thighs, held the gun with his left hand, braced it on his right arm, and supported the buttstock with his right hand.His stance was as perfect as an illustration from a textbook.
He narrowed his dark green eyes, pressed close to the scope, focused on the distant target, and gently squeezed the trigger. A crisp gunshot rang out.
The checker ran over to inspect and then announced the result.300 yards, bullseye.
"Amazing…""As expected of Kurosawa Jin."
Exclamations rose from the crowd.While characters in Detective Conan might casually hit targets at 700 or 800 yards, that was based on extensive combat experience. For a novice like Kurosawa Jin, this performance was already exceptional.
Kurosawa Jin's lips curved into a satisfied smile as he glanced at Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo beside him.Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo tilted his head, showing no surprise whatsoever.
"Hmph…"
Kurosawa Jin raised the rifle again and aimed at the next target. The first three shots at 300 yards were bullseyes, but his hands trembled slightly on the last two shots, hitting only the edge. He frowned.
Still, this small error was nothing major.
"It's your turn, Gojo."
He reloaded the ammunition and handed the rifle over. Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo took it effortlessly, as light as a feather.
In fact, the original owner had practiced firearms extensively during his time at Jujutsu High and later as a teacher. Even though he didn't strictly need the skill, he had enjoyed it.
Although Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo hadn't practiced much recently, it was enough.
He looked up, his beautiful pale blue eyes seemingly shrouded in a white mist.
Everyone thought those eyes were special, but they could never comprehend their true power:360-degree long-distance vision. Nothing could escape the gaze of his Rikugan / Six Eyes, no matter how far or in which direction.
Combined with his extraordinary physical strength and agility…Isn't this the perfect body for a sniper by birth?