Chapter 172: If Accuracy Is Not Enough, Make up for It with Firepower!

"Have you still not let go of what happened back then?"

Colson crossed his arms and looked at the colleague in front of him worriedly.

After more than a month of the previous trip to the Arctic and the last attack, Coulson thought Melinda had gotten over the mental pressure.

"Huh...thank you, I'm much better."

Melinda did not answer Colson directly. In fact, even she thought she was fine just now.

But the next moment he grasped the pistol again, the bloody past still appeared in front of him like a slideshow.

This made her sigh and said in a lonely voice:

"I'd better go back to work as a support staff, field service... is not suitable for me."

After that, Melinda declined Leni's intention to help her back, said sorry, and walked outside the design site alone.

"Melinda...what happened to her?"

Simmons looked at Melinda's back as she walked through the crowd with some concern. She had never seen her like this before.

"She suffers from severe PTSD, and the specific reasons are complicated..."

Coulson did not directly tell everyone Melinda's story. Out of respect for Melinda, it was better for Melinda to tell such a personal matter herself.

Mental illness is different from physical trauma. In most cases, if you want to cure it, you have to rely on the patient to recover on his own.

"Wouldn't Leni's alchemy potion also work?"

Skye was a little worried about Melinda, the big sister who always had a poker face, and the person she usually took care of the most was Skye.

She knew very well that although Melinda always had a cold face, she was actually very gentle towards people.

"Alchemy potions are not omnipotent. It is very difficult to cure a mental illness like PTSD. She has to rely on herself to fully come out of it."

Leni took back the potion of heaven she originally wanted to give to Melinda, frowning and staring at the door where Melinda disappeared.

"Even I am not very sure that I can completely cure her."

Although Leni called Heaven’s MP potion [Heaven’s Faith] and even claimed that it could heal people’s souls.

But the actual effect is difficult for Leni to clearly define.

MP, this concept is easy to understand for Leni. After all, the consumption of all weapons and ammunition in her skill arsenal depends on her own MP.

But what if it were applied to ordinary people?

Under normal circumstances, we may understand MP as mental power. If the MP value is rich, it will be full of energy. If the MP value is high, it will be full of energy. Otherwise, it will be weak and fatigued.

However, the problem is that whether a person is energetic and energetic is not entirely determined by MP value.

Sadness, grief, disappointment and many other negative emotions can also make people's mental state poor.

Not to mention Melinda's current serious mental illness.

Melinda's current situation is somewhat similar to the chaos in DNF.

Leni can only relieve this negative state by using the World Instrument, or simply using alchemical potions such as [Shining Remy Aid].

But treating the symptoms, not the root cause, cannot relieve Melinda's knot, and Melinda will never be able to escape the troubles of PTSD.

"In this case, she can only rely on herself."

…

Everyone could only keep Melinda's matter in mind for the time being and wait until the training was over before going to see her. For now, it was more important to continue training.

"Okay, that's it for the demonstration of small arms, now comes the main event."

Leni put down the assault rifle in her hand, and then took out a canvas ammunition bag from the void.

"Due to our special responsibilities, in addition to coming into contact with regular personnel and terrorists, we will also come into contact with some superhuman targets."

Leni stretched out her hand and pointed at herself, meaning to show her superpowers.

"At this time, conventional weapons may not be of much use, so we need more powerful firepower to help."

Pointing to several light machine guns placed on the ground, Leni lifted one of the M240 light machine guns.

"Of course, you don't need to be proficient in this part, you just need to be able to use it. After all, the accuracy is not enough and you can use the firepower density."

Instructing everyone to put on noise-canceling headphones, Leni carried the light machine gun with one hand and came to the shooting position.

Ward frowned slightly. He didn't think SHIELD would often use such a big guy.

Seeing that he was still indifferent, Coulson had no choice but to take out an earphone from the equipment box nearby and hand it to him.

"It's better if you bring it with you. The 7.62mm caliber rifle bullets are quite noisy."

Ward did not refuse, but he wanted to see what tricks Leni could do.

Regardless of the previous pistols, submachine guns, or even the pile of assault rifles on the table, Leni did not show much strength.

Ward is even confident that he is ten times better than Leni, and under the same circumstances, he can do better than Leni.

Giving a thumbs up behind her, Leni installed the canvas bag containing 75 rounds of ammunition, then pulled the bolt to load the gun.

Instead of adopting a crouching position as Ward imagined, Leni actually stood on the spot openly and raised the gun to shoot directly by controlling the rifle.

Chug tug tug!

Along with the deafening roar of the M240, hot bullet casings began to fly out from Leni's side.

The dense rain of bullets formed a line, rushing towards the target 50 meters away.

Ward didn't think anything at first, until he looked up at the big screen above his head that displayed target data.

10 rings, one water is all 10 rings.

As soon as Leni fired a gunshot, the electronic target position data on the display screen would add a red dot representing the hit target position, and a 10-ring data would be clearly displayed in the lower right corner of the screen.

From beginning to end, not a single shot missed the target, and not a single shot failed to reach 10 rings.

All 75 bullets hit the 10-ring circle in the center of the target paper.

Except for the first few rounds that actually hit the target, the remaining dozens of rounds of ammunition all passed through the empty center of the target paper!

How is this possible?

Ward's eyes widened, his jaw hadn't closed for a long time since he opened it, and his whole body was completely frozen in place.

Coulson, who had been staring at Ward's expression, finally got what he wanted. The foreshadowing he had been waiting for for a long time was finally revealed at this moment. Not to mention how exciting it was.

"This is just the beginning!"

Coulson tapped Ward on the shoulder and shouted to him through his headset.

Ward was startled by Colson, and after recalling his thoughts, Ward quickly put his chin away and looked at Colson with a look of disbelief on his face.

"How did she do it!"

Colson did not answer Ward's question. He just smiled and shook his head, then motioned for Ward to look down.

Not noticing the movements of the two people behind her, Leni checked the M240's magazine and made sure there were no bullets in it before putting it aside.

Then he took out an ammunition bag from the void, changed his sitting position, and put the machine gun on the table.

"Change the steel target!"

With an order, the target position in the distance moved. The original paper target was removed and replaced with a 5-centimeter thick steel plate specially prepared for Leni.

Giving a thumbs up to indicate readiness, Leni pulled the trigger with her index finger.