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Chapter 115 Chapter 115: Touching the gun

Meng Wan glanced sideways at Song Tian, ​​who was smiling cheerfully. She raised the corners of her lips and continued running without saying anything.

Jiang Yan was too tired from running and couldn't help but stop, "Hey, I can't anymore, I really can't run anymore."

Her physical fitness is not very good and she really can't run.

Song Tian reached out and held her, "Come on!"

"Come on." Meng Wan also pulled her.

The three of them ran side by side, and they spread their strength to Jiang Yan, who led her to catch up with the team.

Four hours later, they finally reached the middle of the mountain, and the instructor asked them to take a break.

Jiang Yan and Meng Wan sat together, opened their zippers and took out water bottles and dry food.

Everyone's face was full of red, sweating profusely, so they could only sit for a while and rest.

Song Tian took a sip of water and finally got her life back.

"The military training in this university is more terrifying than in high school." Jiang Yan glanced at the scattered classmates and couldn't help but tell Song Tian.

She really didn't expect that she would be so exhausted that it would be enough for her to lose weight.

Song Tian breathed a sigh of relief, leaning against the hillside behind her, facing the eager sun, but her eyes were shining.

"Well, it's a bit tiring but worth it."

Meng Wan paused when she heard the words, holding a kettle in her hand, and looked at her with glassy eyes. She whispered, "It's worth it."

I don't know whether it was in response to Song Tian's words, or because I felt it was worth it.

Jiang Yan nodded, "Yes, I think so too."

After all, how many times in life can you have time for military training?
So hearty, enthusiastic and wanton.

The next day.

Finally, the item they were most looking forward to was coming, holding a gun!
Fan Zheng gave them a standard demonstration and finally asked them to practice. This was a real gun and ammunition.

Jiang Yan was filled with joy and couldn't be more excited: "Tiantian, it's a real gun! I haven't touched it since I was a child! It's so exciting!"

Eyes full of joy and tension.

Song Tian turned her head and looked at how Meng Wan held the gun and lay down.

At this time, I heard people in Class [-] next door stirring, as if some students were able to hit the target and enter the eighth ring. "boom!"

"Fuck! Awesome!"

"Is this practiced?"

The people in Class [-] looked at the girl in front of them with a gun and eight rings in shock and envy.

The girl's chestnut hair was slightly curly, and the beautiful and cold face she turned around instantly made people take a breath of air.

Such a beautiful girl.

The instructor nodded with satisfaction: "It's very good. You can give it a try and don't be shy!"

Guan Yuexi nodded, without any hint of pride on his face, and turned back to the class to leave.

"Hey, Fan Zheng! If your class has learned anything, come over and compare it with us!" The instructor of Class [-] looked at Fan Zheng with a smile and pride.

The students from Class [-] looked over and saw that the students from Class [-] were all lying on the ground like worms practicing lying postures, with guns in their hands.

"Fuck you, do you think our class looks like we know it?" Fan Zheng rolled his eyes, but he still wanted to save a little face, "Ahem, is there anyone who has volunteered? Just give it a try, we can't lose our momentum."

So while everyone was looking at each other, a boy volunteered to go up.

"Instructor, I'm here!" The boy stepped forward bravely and went to Class [-]'s camp. His hand holding the gun was a little shaky. Naturally, there were so many people present who were nervous.

"Bang!" There was a sound, and after the bullet flew out, only a parabolic arc could be seen falling to the ground.

The audience was as quiet as a chicken: "..."

"Pfft hahahahaha!"

"You can't even touch the target. How do you feel about it?"

"You made me laugh so hard, silly."

"I admire the miss."

Class [-] suddenly burst into laughter. The boy turned red and felt a little embarrassed, and then went back.

"No, Fan Zheng, how did you teach me to miss the target?" The instructor of Class [-] covered his mouth and smiled. I really don't blame him, his class can almost hit a mark, right?Missing the target is rare, and even the standing position to hold the gun is not correct.

(End of this chapter)