Chapter 2072
Chapter 2072: Instructor, Be Serious (Part 2, 6)
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Besides Dallion Collins’ shooting, the only person he had seen who could achieve such perfection was Flossie Wright.
"Whatever."
Putting the sniper rifle aside, Flossie Wright clapped her hands, stood up, and then cast a glance at Dallion Collins.
Dallion Collins nodded slightly, signaling a soldier to report the target results.
The soldier hurriedly ran over to the targets.
After a while, the soldier quickly ran back.
"One hundred fifty points!" The soldier, flushed from running, couldn’t help but raise his voice a few decibels, unable to hide the excitement in his tone.
He was just there to help, not a member of Aaron Doom’s combat team, and seeing such a perfect score deeply excited him.
So amazing!
Incredibly amazing!
How can anyone be this amazing!
For this score, Flossie Wright wasn’t surprised; if she hadn’t scored perfectly, now that would be surprising.
This time, Flossie Wright, bathed in the eyes of astonishment and admiration, walked calmly over to Dallion Collins.
"What percentage?" Dallion Collins asked curiously as she approached.
His voice was low, just enough for Flossie Wright to hear.
"Hmm?" Flossie initially looked puzzled by the question but then shrugged a bit out of boredom, "Just practicing."
In other words, just playing around.
Probably not even using thirty percent of her skill.
For snipers like them, they usually aimed at moving targets, failing on a static target would only happen in exceptional circumstances.
This type of assessment training wasn’t challenging at all.
Only the method was a bit extreme.
But the tests were all on their basic knowledge.
Dallion Collins smiled gently, retracting his gaze, with a hint of amusement hidden in his mesmerizing eyes.
At that moment, all the trainees felt as if they were bathed in a spring breeze.
Of course, the next moment, they all felt it was just an illusion.
"Today’s standard is a score of one hundred forty points, time based on Night Vice Officer’s benchmark, those who don’t pass, you know the consequences."
Dallion Collins’ voice was unhurried, each word articulated clearly, leaving no room for any trainee to misinterpret his meaning.
Having said that, amidst many sighs, Dallion Collins looked intently at the soldier, "Time."
"Two minutes and ten seconds." The soldier immediately reported the numbers.
Dallion Collins nodded, and then, casually said, "Begin."
Group by ten, the training commenced.
They had attempted such training before, but now, with Flossie Wright’s performance setting the bar, they felt enormous pressure, almost breathless.
At the same time, they inevitably felt ashamed of their previous disdain for Flossie Wright.
They hadn’t recognized an individual’s true strength, yet they presumptuously judged someone’s true abilities...
At this moment, their faces burned painfully, that slap in the face was exceptionally embarrassing.
Indeed, anyone who could remain in a place like Aaron Doom’s team must have certain talents!
With Flossie Wright’s example ahead, the trainees were extraordinarily eager in shooting practice today, each exerting all their strength to shoot. Although the results weren’t particularly satisfying, compared to yesterday, there was a marked improvement.
"Using me?"
Amidst the noisy gunfire, Flossie Wright rubbed her chin, raising an eyebrow at Dallion Collins thoughtfully.
"Not really." Dallion Collins replied very humbly.
— End of Chapter 2072 —