Chapter 1434
Chapter 1434: This is Your Mistake (6)_1
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It was chilly.
Dallion Collins’s voice rang out sharply in the still and vast world.
It drifted leisurely into the ears.
The hand resting on the box containing gun parts almost simultaneously sprang into action.
Opening the box, one would first touch the parts, arranging them by memory into their respective categories.
Three types of guns.
Sniper rifle, rifle, handgun.
After spending a long time dealing with guns, Flossie Wright knew every type and model of part inside out.
While others were still fumbling, Flossie had already sorted them at the fastest speed and immediately began to assemble them quickly.
Even with a blindfold on, her speed was dazzling, as if her visibility was clear once more.
"Is that for real?"
Observing Flossie’s situation, Joshua Bailey showed a surprised look and raised his eyebrows to Dallion.
Glancing sideways at him, Dallion confidently said, "There won’t be any problem with the blindfold."
The corner of Joshua Bailey’s mouth twitched.
But, although the reasoning was nonsensical, Joshua Bailey believed it too; Flossie’s eyes couldn’t see anything else.
It’s just that her assembly speed...
Could even compare to Dallion’s.
It was insane.
Just as Joshua Bailey was in awe, Flossie, who had already assembled two guns, suddenly stopped.
Not knowing what she was doing, she listened for a while and then took apart the last handgun again.
"What’s going on?" Joshua Bailey blinked, puzzled.
Way ahead of everyone else, nearly finished, and now she was taking the handgun apart again—
Was that fun?
His gaze paused briefly, Dallion looked a few times and then said, "The gun barrel is frozen."
"How did it get frozen?" Joshua Bailey asked in astonishment.
They were all taken care of the night before, and when needed, taken out. How could they possibly get frozen?
"Bad luck," Dallion replied nonchalantly.
In cold weather, the guns were tended to late yesterday. If the caretakers accidentally let a little water in, it could freeze the gun barrel.
Even if they were careful, moving them here and then accidentally dropping them on the ground, getting a bit of snow or ice on them, would cause problems after a while.
It was a pure accident.
One could only say that Flossie had bad luck coming across this gun.
"So, what do we do?"
Joshua Bailey frowned.
"Thaw it," said Dallion flatly.
"Oh..." Thinking for a moment, Joshua Bailey suddenly realized something and then widened his eyes as he asked, "Her?"
"If not her, do you think it’d be you?" Dallion shot him a cold look.
Joshua Bailey was left speechless.
How could he say it so matter-of-factly?
The training had just started; did it need to be so harsh?
Although it had nothing to do with Joshua Bailey, seeing Flossie lead by a significant margin only to be delayed innocently by a mistake not of her making, potentially enabling others to catch up, was frustrating on her behalf.
However one looked at it, it was unfair to her.
This was none of his business and out of his control.
Therefore, Dallion was inexplicably stared down by Joshua Bailey for quite some time.
He didn’t bother to pay attention to her either.
Jessie Grain was the first to remove the blindfold.
When her vision returned, Jessie Grain instinctively looked over at Flossie’s situation, but was surprised to see her still assembling the last gun.
Flossie Wright couldn’t possibly be this slow.
She was focused on assembling her firearm and didn’t have the mind to be distracted by listening to Flossie Wright’s situation; she was completely unaware of what had just happened to Flossie Wright.
Quickly shifting her gaze back, Jessie Grain concealed her confusion and raised the sniper rifle in her hands.
One shot after another, Jessie Grain barely paused after initially aiming.
By the time she had finished shooting all the bullets in the sniper rifle’s magazine, Flossie Wright had also removed her blindfold and lifted the handgun she had just assembled.
At the moment she looked up, Flossie Wright pulled the trigger.
"Bang, bang, bang—"
The sound of the handgun fired.
Jessie Grain didn’t pause, nor did she have time to watch Flossie Wright’s actions, swiftly lifting her rifle to shoot.
Amid the methodical firing, Jessie Grain could clearly feel that Flossie Wright’s movements were getting faster, catching up to her speed bit by bit.
After emptying the handgun magazine, Jessie Grain finally breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
In less than two seconds, Flossie Wright set down the sniper rifle.
That was her last gun.
Jessie Grain turned her head in astonishment to look at her.
That quick?
Doubts arose from the bottom of her heart.
At the same time, Flossie Wright turned her head as well, her gaze colliding with Jessie Grain’s.
Flossie Wright’s expression was calm and indifferent.
There was no disappointment from losing, nor was there the anger that would be most likely due to the trouble in the middle.
Dallion Collins, who had only paid a little more attention to Flossie Wright initially, couldn’t help but raise his eyebrow after seeing her expression, his demeanor unexpectedly becoming more interested.
Quite interesting.
This mindset was rare among these students.
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded.
Cassie Ferguson stood up from the ground, her gaze sweeping over coldly.
Dallion Collins frowned and asked coldly, "What is it?"
"My gun barrel froze."
Standing straight, Cassie Ferguson spoke in a halting manner.
Those eyes were calm yet held malice, as if accusing Dallion Collins.
It was their fault!
This was unfair!
Dallion Collins raised an eyebrow but was unconcerned.
Cassie Ferguson stared coldly at him, and gradually, a mocking smile emerged in her eyes.
Irritated, Dallion Collins walked straight towards her.
Stopping steadily a meter away from her.
"What do you want to say?"
Dallion Collins’s voice turned cold, and his presence unexpectedly intensified.
Even the students standing near Cassie Ferguson felt a sense of oppression.
"I demand a rematch!" Cassie Ferguson’s voice was firm, unmistakably assertive, "This was your mistake, not mine."
After a slight pause, Dallion Collins scanned the surroundings, looked back at Cassie Ferguson, and chuckled, "Is that all?"
Cassie Ferguson’s attitude was extremely tough.
Growing impatient, Dallion Collins suddenly shouted, "Flossie Wright!"
Ten meters away, the unfortunate Flossie Wright lay having been shot.
— End of Chapter 1434 —