Retirement is something Jiang Fan has been thinking about for a long time.【】

However, he has never made up his mind. It was not until today that Amu's appearance gave him hope again in his legs that had been sentenced to death. Only then did he decide to leave.

At the door of Mr. Qin's office, Jiang Fan's mind was subconsciously immersed in his mind.

"This is……?"

Under the virtual tree vine, the percentage number of the fusion degree actually changed from 20% to 20.1%.

Although there was only a tenth of a percentage point increase, Jiang Fan couldn't help but feel a movement in his heart.

"Is it because of that?"

In order to confirm whether his guess was correct, Jiang Fan directly controlled the wheelchair all the way to the shooting training range.

The bullet is loaded and the target bounces.

Jiang Fan raised his hand seemingly casually, and three consecutive bullets passed through the rifling correction and spun out at high speed. After flying for less than 0.2 seconds, they hit the circular target.

This result was not surprising to Jiang Fan at all. What surprised and even shocked Jiang Fan was that he could actually see the trajectory of the bullet clearly!

At the same time, the virtual tree vine in Jiang Fan's mind, which had only grown to 20.1%, suddenly grew upward and stopped at 21.5%.

!

"As expected!"

Jiang Fan felt ecstatic in his heart.

Jiang Fan's hand holding the pistol was trembling slightly, and he said with uncontrollable excitement: "Sure enough, it is necessary to capture the traces of high-speed moving objects, so that the fusion of visual genes will increase!"

After the excitement, Jiang Fan quickly came to his senses, raised his hand and shot out all the remaining thirteen bullets.

Jiang Fan was a little disappointed, because his sight only captured the movement trajectories of eleven bullets, but the virtual tree vines in his mind also increased to a fusion degree of 27%!

Jiang Fan confirmed his discovery and couldn't help shouting in his heart: "My leg is finally saved!!"

When Jiang Fan was about to change the magazine and continue to improve the integration of visual genes, Mr. Qin's voice came from behind him.

"Longjiao's right arm is useless." As soon as Qin Lao said this, he revealed a piece of news that was not surprising to Jiang Fan.

"I know." Jiang Fan nodded, temporarily put down the gun in his hand, turned around and looked at Mr. Qin, and then said: "He is too narrow-minded and not suitable to be a commander."

"You kid, you are always so direct."

Mr. Qin shook his head, and then said with a smile: "This is also the reason why I never gave him the code name of Dragon Soul. I originally wanted to polish his temperament, but unexpectedly he almost hurt you. Fortunately, you didn't let him.

I'm disappointed."

Jiang Fan smiled and nodded at Mr. Qin, and said calmly: "Leaving here with pride and dignity is the last thing I can do here. Fortunately, I did it."

Mr. Qin looked at Jiang Fan with a little relief. He looked at Jiang Fan and said, "Remember my words, you are our most shining existence!"

"I will remember."

Jiang Fan nodded heavily, then changed the topic and said calmly: "Mr. Qin, I want to stay here for a while."

"Okay, I will ask someone to notify you when the helicopter is ready."

Mr. Qin nodded and turned to ask: "If you have any other requests, you can put them forward. If you can do it, I will definitely help you."

Mr. Qin's words made Jiang Fan smile and said softly: "I really have something that I want Mr. Qin to help me with."

"Say." Mr. Qin nodded.

"I want to take a gecko from the top of the cliff away with me, just to leave it as a memory." Jiang Fan said with a smile.

"The gecko on the top of the cliff?" Mr. Qin was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, I'll arrange for someone to do it."

After Qin Lao said this, he turned and left with a happy smile on his face. In the shooting training range, gunshots rang out again.

Bang bang bang!

Jiang Fan's shooting speed was not fast because he needed to capture the traces of each bullet moving at high speed. Only in this way will Shan Ying's visual gene fusion continue to grow.

When Jiang Fan fired the last bullet, Shan Ying's visual gene fusion had stopped at 49%.

And this number has stayed there for nearly half an hour, and it has still stagnated after wasting three hundred rounds of bullets.

"It seems that this seems to be the bottleneck..."

Jiang Fan took a deep breath and looked into the distance.

At this time, five names lined up with bullet holes were left on a row of circular target paper in the distance.

Blood Eagle, Steel Cannon, Widow, Chameleon, Tank!

"Brothers, believe me, wait for me!" Jiang Fan muttered to himself, turned his wheelchair, and left the shooting training room.

Jiang Fan smiled and looked at everything around him. No matter what, this was the place where he had placed all his hopes.

Just like this, all the way back to the dormitory, the expression on Jiang Fan's face had never been more relaxed.

In his mind, Shan Ying's visual gene has been integrated to 49%. For Jiang Fan, this is a step closer to standing up again.

"Sir, the helicopter is ready and can leave at any time." A loud voice came from outside the door.

"Okay, I'll come right away."

Jiang Fan had nothing to pack, so he took one last look at the dormitory where he had lived for many years, and then left resolutely.

Base helicopter landing pad.

Jiang Fan had already boarded the helicopter. Next to him, there was a small cage. Inside the cage, there was a palm-length gray gecko.

Jiang Fan held the cage in his hands and patted the driver on the shoulder with a smile.
Chapter completed!