Special Forces: From the Start, I Have Max-Level Marksmanship, the Best in the Battalion

Lin Shu drowned while saving someone and his soul transmigrated into the world of special forces, where he became a new recruit in the Iron Fist Regiment. The original owner had the worst fitness in the company and a willpower score of 0.02. Everyone called him a good-for-nothing. There were only seven days left until the graduation assessment when the System came online and his starter pack granted him S-rank rifle marksmanship mastery.

At the live-fire range, the whole class had finished shooting, and he was the only one who hadn't fired. Just as Lao Hei was about to yell at him, Lin Shu fired ten shots in a row. All ten bullets went through a single hole in the bull's-eye. The entire range fell silent. He Chenguang's hands trembled. "That's impossible..."

He grinds for experience over seven days, boosting his fitness to 3.5 and crushing every event, from blindfolded gun disassembly to the 400-meter obstacle course. On assessment day, amid gale-force winds, he activates Eagle Eyes and Serpent Movement, once again achieving godlike fame with ten shots through one hole. He Chenguang deliberately holds back, hoping to get Wang Yanbing into Fourth Company. Lin Shu calls him out on the spot: "A victory handed to you as charity hurts more than a loss."

The results go up on the wall. Lin Shu ranks first overall, crushing the other two. They corner him behind the dormitory: "When did you even train?" Lin Shu pats his private's insignia.

"Seven days ago. Believe it?"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.