Chapter 1432
Chapter 1432: This is Your Mistake (4)_1
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Meeting his gaze, Iris Dukes reminded him nervously and quickly.
Joshua Bailey laughed unexpectedly.
Are emotions running so high because breakfast is tempting you?
"Let’s go to the cafeteria, I’ll allow you to come back at eight," Joshua Bailey said generously, waving his hand.
"Really?" Iris Dukes asked in surprise.
"Do you want a fake one?" Joshua Bailey asked leisurely in return.
"No, no," Iris Dukes quickly shook her head, then eagerly said, "Then, Lieutenant Joshua, I’m off now."
Joshua Bailey nodded.
Iris Dukes left with joy and elation.
Watching her silhouette rushing towards the cafeteria with her short legs, Joshua Bailey’s mouth twitched slightly.
Impressive!
Never seen such an odd one before.
But with that kind of stamina, it’s no wonder she has such a big appetite and that the Captain recruited her back.
Compared with Iris Dukes, who is an odd one, Flossie Wright, who had normal stamina, naturally missed breakfast this time.
Luckily, compared to the morning training yesterday when they went two meals hungry, this time the training was much easier.
Ten o’clock in the morning.
No matter whether they had completed the physical training or not, everyone was "herded" by Joshua Bailey to the Shooting Range.
Dallion Collins was already waiting at the Shooting Range.
Fine snow fluttered, and the cold wind howled.
Dallion Collins stood lazily with his arms crossed, a rifle on his shoulder, his finger hooked on a whistle, twirling it idly.
He glanced up and looked over the trainees who had voluntarily lined up in front of him.
Not until they stood in orderly fashion did Dallion Collins finally make a move, placing the whistle in his mouth.
"Whistle—"
Dallion Collins blew a sharp blast unexpectedly.
The loud and piercing sound made every trainee nervous and stand at attention subconsciously.
Joshua Bailey didn’t hurry away; he stood by and waited for Dallion Collins’s "new training plan."
There was talk of a change in the plan, but neither Dallion Collins nor Captain Hutchinson would reveal it, and the other instructors hadn’t heard even a hint of it.
He wanted to see what it could possibly change into.
"Let me tell you something."
Standing in front of the team, Dallion Collins said lazily, his finger still twirling the whistle on its cord.
"Starting today," he said languidly, pausing mid-sentence to sweep his gaze over all the trainees before continuing, "our shooting training will be slightly adjusted."
As his words fell.
The expression on every trainee present grew even more solemn and cautious.
Yesterday’s plan was tough enough, and now—
Adjustment?!
This did not bode well!
"From this training session, you will be paired up in groups of two for a PK. When the strength between you are relatively close, whoever wins can relax easy, but if you lose... it won’t be just running laps anymore."
As he leisurely laid out the plan, Dallion Collins narrowed his eyes slightly, then a trace of a smile appeared, "How about that, much simpler, right?"
No one made a sound; no one chimed in.
The chance to relax easy was only fifty percent.
And within this group of people, more than half could complete yesterday’s mission within two tries.
Those who had enough confidence to tackle the shooting training...
Because of his words, the pressure climbed rapidly once again.
Compared with someone of equal ability, they’d have to surpass themselves from yesterday, and that was the real challenge!?
— End of Chapter 1432 —