Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect-Chapter 256 - 228 Trigger

The higher-ups regard Chen Xuantian as just a ’trigger’; he doesn’t need to worry about casework.

However, with the Gou Qian’er incident, there’s no need to think about quantum communication for now. The virtual cabin requires inspection and repair. The third team suffered heavy casualties, Fang Su Fifth Zeng and Gou Qian’yi need to recuperate, and Gou Qian’er’s vacancy likely needs to be filled.

With nothing better to do, after returning to Cangtian Base, Chen Xuantian played basketball—oops—tested the pen flying sword at the training base.

The design of the Poison Needle Pen Gun actually dates back quite some time; it’s for covert assassination, based on the principle of a muzzleloader, with a relatively simple structure. Once assembled, it relies on compressed air to fire, and poison is added to the bullets to increase lethality.

The one that Fang Su gave him doesn’t have particularly advanced technology, apart from the paralysis toxin; mainly, there’s a ’flying sword chip’ placed at the pen tip, which can adjust the bullet’s trajectory mid-flight. But it’s still not a real flying sword; it can’t fly on its own and needs to be launched from the barrel.

Moreover, the chip at the pen tip also requires charging, and the range of movements it can perform is limited. At most, it can control accuracy and improve hit rate, hovering around a five or six dozen meters arc. Performing actions like ’neck-cutting, throat-slashing flying sword beheading’ that don’t quite comply with the laws of physics is even harder.

Also, due to time constraints, only one pen warhead applied with the ’flying sword chip’ has been experimentally made, and the production of the flying sword chip is also classified. So it has to be recovered after firing, and to avoid damaging the chip, direct collisions should be avoided as much as possible, achieved more through ’slicing’ or ’grazing.’ Therefore, even if it hits, without poison, it would only cause as much harm as a mosquito bite.

So, in terms of power, don’t even compare it to a gun. Probably even the force exerted by a basketball thrown by Chen Xuantian is much greater.

However, the purpose of this live-fire exercise and test is to verify if the flying sword chip on a missile, reduced in size to fit on a pen-sized warhead, can achieve quantum communication guidance. As long as it hits the target, it’s considered successful. The rest are just side catches or bait.

"Bang!"

So Chen Xuantian pinched the formula and fired, controlling the trajectory, letting the warhead scrape past the target paper, and accurately hit the buffer material fifty meters away.

Hmm... this feeling is quite subtle...

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

After retrieving and firing two more rounds, Chen Xuantian gradually got the hang of it.

The trajectory was really erratic, only barely managing a straight line within the first ten meters; after ten meters, it drifted off, with scatter akin to rubbish. If the crosswind was strong, it swayed too much to be pulled back even by him.

But the flying sword chip was quite sensitive; it’s almost like ’seeing the trajectory’ within a thirty-meter range—wherever it was pointed, there it hit, as if guided. At fifty meters, it was a bit at its limit and required manually stabilizing with pinching the formula.

Overall, this flying sword chip is quite highly developed. If it weren’t particularly designed to make the warhead small, the pen launcher might have less power, but it could be even more impressive.

So Chen Xuantian casually filled out a weapon test report and corrective suggestion form to submit, then received feedback the same afternoon, with security personnel bringing two bespectacled guys in checkered shirts over, measuring Chen Xuantian’s height, arm length, and palm width, saying they’re going to customize a handgun for him.

Oh, unlocking exclusive weapons already, huh—handgun... that’ll do, because you can’t very well bring a basketball to the battlefield...

So, with some spare time currently, Chen Xuantian submitted a request, and Cangtian Base quickly approved, arranging for security personnel to teach him shooting.

And after firing a few actual shots, Chen Xuantian found it quite easy.

Hmm, even without guided flying sword warheads, he could shoot wherever he pleased, hit wherever he aimed—with absolute certainty. Perhaps this is what they call talent...

Okay, crap talent; he had activated Tie Dan’s hang.

Kidding aside, although he currently couldn’t harness Refining, Chen Xuantian was using the Core Formation Realm, Quenching Sword Second Transition’s Tie Dan Daoist’s Body.

So Chen Xuantian didn’t need to aim with his eyes, nor train muscle memory through posture.

It was just gun sense.

Or to put it more bluntly, Divine Sense Locking.

No one’s saying plucking a head from a thousand miles away, but to take down all the leaves from a tree is the Sword Sect’s entry-level standard, right? What’s so challenging about shooting a target?

Therefore, without aiming, he raised his hand for a burst of "bang bang bang," filling the center of the target’s yellow circle.

Hmm? The bullets couldn’t all pass through the same hole, but that wasn’t Chen Xuantian’s fault—purely the gun’s issue...

In short, Chen Xuantian found another way to amuse himself outside of basketball, being casually negligent every day, one hand in his pocket, the other "bang bang" shooting guns.

Since the bullets are reimbursed by the base, and his grip strength and stamina were downright superhuman—no, non-human-level, when one hand got numb, he’d switch and keep at it, training all day, shooting four to five thousand rounds daily, even turning the gun barrel red hot, while he remained unfazed, much to the annoyance of both security and medical personnel...

But Cangtian Base is primarily for training quantum communication investigators, not sharpshooters; before Chen Xuantian had his fill of fun, Fifth Zeng and the others had recovered.

Well, after all, they’re all modded monsters. Normal folks would be crippled from such full-body paralysis injuries, but Fifth Zeng and Gou Qian’yi soaked in LCL orange liquid for a few days and were fine.

Then Fang Su Wang Wei reappeared, gathered the three of them for a short meeting, briefly explaining Gou Qian’er’s incident, and showed them the confidential videos of Teams One and Two.

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