Wife is Fierce, Don’t Mess With Her!

Nuo Da's target gun training ground, in addition to the training ground of the fifth class, other classes have begun to train.

Xie Ya was in the class team, and when she came to the shooting range, for some reason, she saw Gu Qingjiu who was on the edge at a glance.

Her gaze was like a sharp arrow.

When she saw that Gu Qingjiu was practicing 20 meters, her pupils shrank slightly.

She remembered correctly, she remembered that Gu Qingjiu should be transferred over this month, and this month was yesterday.

Just after being transferred, Gu Qingjiu dared to practice the 20-meter target spear, did she think she was a genius?

However, seeing Gu Qingjiu's shot was empty, a smile couldn't help but overflow from the corner of her lips.

Overwhelmed.

Xie Ya is now in Class No. 1 and No. 2, and many people in her class have noticed the strange situation in Class No. 5, and most of them have noticed the strange girl Gu Qingjiu.

At that time, many people took advantage of the training gap to inquire about the situation of the fifth class.

The friend next to Xie Ya, a female soldier, also lowered her voice and complained to Xie Ya: "I heard that it is to improve the progress of the class, but isn't the training of recruits separated? Oh, I forgot that the fifth class never enters the class. For newcomers, their squad leader may not know how to deal with it...but no matter how good she is, how can she keep up with the training speed of the 20-meter target gun?"

Xie Ya listened, and smiled softly: "Who knows? Probably trying to be brave."

"You can't be so brave..." The female soldier muttered, "When you first entered, you followed the five-meter target, but now a month has passed, and you can keep up with the ten-meter target. This newcomer in the fifth class, Isn't it so awesome? Do you know her?"

Xie Ya heard the words, and laughed mockingly: "How could she compare to me?"

Her confident tone made the female soldier slightly startled.

Ke Jieya's gaze was always locked on Gu Qingjiu.

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Gu Qingjiu has always been indifferent.

She could feel that there were many eyes watching the show, but she didn't care.

All she could see now was the red spot that was no longer the size of a fingernail, it was really just a red spot.

But she didn't think there was any difference between five meters and twenty meters.

She had a feeling somewhere.

That target seemed to be calling her.

Holding the gun and staring at the red dot, she seemed to have become another person.

Because he was too focused, he didn't notice that fine beads of sweat had already oozed from his forehead.

In this winter day, she was actually sweating.

This scene was also noticed by Mu Nanji. At first, it was because the girl was good-looking. He thought that he was given preferential treatment, and he blamed mistakes, so he arranged 20 meters for her impulsively. Now seeing the girl's appearance, Mu Nanji felt a little guilty.

How about changing her by 10 meters?

After all, it's a newcomer, and it's the first time, so nervous.

It seems that he, the instructor, is too inhuman...

But at this time, Gu Qingjiu suddenly fired again.

"boom!"

20 meters, three rings!

Seeing the result from over there, Mu Nanji was still a little stunned.

It's only been an hour, and you can hit a 20-meter target?

A little outrageous, right?

But what about luck?

If it's not luck, then...

The thought that had been thought of before, faintly made an appointment, and somewhat disappeared.

If she can keep up, then continue for 20 meters.

Now you can hit the third ring, when will you hit the bull's-eye?

In Mu Nan's silent heart, the thought is quite beautiful.

However, he didn't expect that he was the one who made the 20-meter training in order to show his prestige at the beginning.