Yu Nan, who was standing beside him, shouted in support, "Awesome, sister, you are as good as our leader."

"Cough...cough," a comrade next to him gave a reminder.

Yu Nan turned his eyes and saw the dark face of the team leader. He smiled awkwardly, "I mean..."

The dark-faced leader interrupted her argument calmly, "What you said is not wrong, this kid's shooting skills are indeed good, but Yu Nan, can your shooting skills compare to his?"

Yu Nan was silent.

The dark-faced leader sneered and continued, "Since you know you are not good enough, then stop the vacation."

"Return to the team tomorrow,"

Yu Nan lowered his head, looking like a pitiful little thing: "Yes,"

Fu Xiao's mouth twitched.

The crowd gradually dispersed.

She put the gun on the tray and set it on a stool nearby.

Looking at Yu Nan, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Sister Nan, is the vacation over?"

Yu Nan said in a lazy and playful voice: "It's okay, don't worry about it. The political commissar has signed and approved my leave. Don't worry about what he said verbally."

She smiled and said, "Have you ever tried a spear?"

Fu Xiao shook his head, "I really didn't have a chance to touch the spear."

Yu Nan tilted his head to look at Fu Yu who was standing beside him. Seeing that he had stopped, he asked, "Is the magazine empty?"

Fu Yu nodded, she took back the two pistols and returned them to the duty office.

He then took the two of them to the spear training ground.

The target here is in a different position than that one.

When Fu Xiao handed the certificate to the person on duty, he just glanced at Fu Xiao, did not take the certificate, and directly took out two rifles and some bullets.

Fu Xiao smiled and thanked him.

The man on duty smiled and raised his eyebrows: "My last name is Wu..."

After listening to his introduction, Fu Xiao was stunned, and then looked at him deeply.

The man had sharp brows, cold facial features, and wheat-colored skin.

Last name Wu?

She suddenly realized that he looked a bit like Wu Chengfeng.

"Uncle Wu's son?"

The man stood up, stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Wu Yaofeng..."

Fu Xiao stretched out his hand and shook his hand, saying, "Hello,"

She picked up the gun and smiled, "Let's talk sometime."

Wu Yaofeng said: "You practice yours."

Fu Xiao pulled Yu Nan aside and turned to walk towards the shooting range.

Yu Nan asked quietly: "Who is it..."

"The son of a noble family in Beijing,"

"Oh," Yu Nan didn't care much about him because he was just a stranger to her. She looked at the target beside her and said, "Come on, shoot two shots."

Fu Xiao smiled faintly, but did not take action immediately. He looked at the others who were practicing, focusing on their gun-holding postures.

After knowing what to do, load the gun and aim...

Bang...Bang...Bang....

Every shot hit the bull's eye.

Now there are more discussions around. The pistol is light, and for a military family, it is not shocking to do this.

But this rifle is of a certain weight, and the target is two hundred meters away.

It is extraordinary that he can achieve this.

At the door of the duty room, Wu Yaofeng, with his arms folded, had deep eyes and sighed in his heart: She is worthy of being Mu Lianshen's daughter.

His father had so many friends, but the one he admired the most was Mu Lianshen. In addition, he didn't want to be accused of taking advantage of his father in Beijing, so he came to the Northwest Military Region.

And has always targeted Mu Lianshen.