After ingesting the crystal, Ye Fan anticipated a transformative experience. He envisioned himself turning into a Saiyan or donning Superman's iconic underwear outside. However, the unexpected outcome was a severe stomachache, catching him off guard. Enduring the overwhelming discomfort, he spent half an hour in the bathroom before emerging with a peculiar expression on his face.
During this period, the crystal's effects manifested. While it successfully eliminated toxins, the process was overly intense, leaving him temporarily weakened. Despite most of the crystal's energy being wasted in the toxin elimination, it brought a notable change to a weak aspect of Ye Fan's body – his left eye.
Years of extensive reading and prolonged smartphone usage had taken a toll on his eyesight, making him no different from students wearing glasses. The energy from the crystal, though partially wasted, miraculously strengthened his left eye's vision.
Ye Fan marveled at the abnormal improvement in his left eye's vision, far surpassing the norm of 1.5. He contemplated the potential applications, considering if it could serve as a left-eye telescope or sight.
Acknowledging the recklessness of his actions, Ye Fan couldn't deny the benefits. The enhanced left eye promised remarkable results in shooting, prompting him to gather his team for practice. Eight three-star army soldiers, five three-star mobilization soldiers, and the military dog Xiaotian assembled in the wilderness near the police station.
With no zombies detected in the vicinity, Ye Fan directed the soldiers to set up targets. He focused on a row of bottles and bricks about fifty meters away, attempting to use his left eye for shooting.
Initially, Ye Fan faced a challenge due to the awkwardness of holding the gun in his right hand while aiming with his left eye. Adjusting his posture felt strange, but determined to make it work, he persevered. Closing his right eye, he fired at a bottle, amazed at how it seemed magnified through his left eye.
Buoyed by the successful shot, Ye Fan continued firing, gradually improving his coordination. The soldiers around him admired the unconventional shooting technique displayed by their commander.
As the day progressed, Ye Fan's marksmanship rapidly improved. Eager to explore different firearms, he transitioned to light machine guns, rifles, and submachine guns. Not content with shooting fixed targets, he pushed the boundaries, practicing shooting at moving targets.
By nightfall, the security guards' bullet supply was nearly depleted, concluding a day of intense practice. Ye Fan, brimming with confidence, declared his intention to continue practicing until achieving perfection.
Immersed in the joy of strength improvement, Ye Fan returned to the police station, consuming a hearty dinner. The following day, as the troops embarked on another supply collection mission, Ye Fan persisted in gunnery practice with his guard squad.
From morning to noon, he fired nearly 10,000 shots, becoming adept at using submachine guns, light machine guns, and rifles. His god-like vision enabled a 50% hit rate even with quickly thrown bricks.
Ye Fan's only complaint centered around shooting with his right hand while aiming with his left eye, presenting an uncoordinated image. Although he resolved to practice shooting with his left hand in the future, current constraints limited his time.
Despite these considerations, Ye Fan found solace in the fact that he might eventually become a sharpshooter capable of firing with both hands. The troops successfully eliminated zombies in Chengguan Town, bringing back over 12,000 points of money.
With the influx of funds, Nana requested Ye Fan to assign personnel to the battalion-level unit, now that he held the authority of a battalion commander. Considering various factors, including the cooking and medical squads transitioning to platoon-level units, Ye Fan aimed for a battalion strength of 550 people, leaving room for future arms.
A crucial decision lay ahead – naming the unit. Ye Fan recognized the significance of this choice, understanding that it would become the identity of his red police force in the apocalyptic world. Resolute, he pondered over a name that would resonate powerfully.