He hasn't seen his granddaughter for a long time and he misses her too.
The group then walked outside the training ground.
The female soldiers were aiming at the target with a serious look on their faces. Most of them had a standard posture, but a few seemed a little inattentive.
Liu Yucheng, who was standing by, saw the division commander, battalion commander, and an unknown important person outside, and quickly cleared his throat:
"Remember the techniques we talked about before. Aim below the bull's eye and load the gun. Breathe steadily when you pull the trigger. Don't hesitate. Aim carefully and apply force with your fingers."
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
As soon as he finished speaking, several female soldiers pulled the trigger.
For a while, the sound of shooting was heard continuously in the venue.
Seeing everyone put their hands down, Liu Yucheng turned his gaze to the target and wished he could cover his eyes with his hands.
This group of shots basically scored five or six rings, with some hitting seven or eight rings...some even missed the target!
The female soldiers had not been trained for long, so his requirements were not high. The problem is that the leaders were all watching outside, and when the results came out, they didn’t dare to look over there.
People outside the field can also see the results on the target.
Seeing Wei Liao frown, Zheng Liujiang couldn't hold back his expression. Ji Fangshu's eyes flashed a hint of a smile, "I haven't been studying in the art troupe for long, so this is good enough."
She was speaking sarcastically.
The female soldiers in the art troupe are led by people from the Shenfeng Battalion, but their level is quite poor. This is not simply a lack of talent, but a problem of attitude.
There are so many short people, but not a single good one.
So what's the point of them sacrificing their dance practice time and doing physical training?
Wei Liao was not someone who would keep silent just to save face, so he said bluntly, "We should really focus on training."
Zheng Liujiang was able to show off in front of him just now, but now he stopped singing a different tune and just listened.
At this time in the shooting range, the eight female soldiers had retreated to the side, and the other eight female soldiers stood at the aiming point.
The results of this batch were still average, with most of them within the sixth ring, but the good thing was that none of them missed the target.
Wei Liao didn't say anything, just stared at him.
Until he left, no one else dared to move and all stood outside the shooting range.
Jiang Yuman quickly noticed them. Looking at Fu Jingchen standing aside, she guessed the identity of the strange face and felt a little heavy in her heart.
They looked so unhappy, they must be dissatisfied.
In contrast to her, Ji Fangshu and Wen Xin felt relaxed both physically and mentally.
Mr. Wei was holding a meeting this afternoon, and with this incident, it would be hard for Su Wenzheng and the art troupe to avoid being scolded.
In this way, the female soldiers in the field gradually discovered them, and they failed again due to nervousness.
When the third group of female soldiers retreated, Liu Yucheng wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Fortunately, this time it was Fu Haitang's turn. Liu Yucheng knew that she was a good student, so he quickly arranged her in the most conspicuous position.
Seeing Jiang Yuman standing aside, he used his body to block and waved, "Sister-in-law, do you want to try it?"
A good teacher produces good students. Yesterday everyone was discussing her standard posture.
Jiang Yuman hesitated for a moment, but couldn't resist the urge to try, so she stood next to Fu Haitang.
Wei Liao, who was outside the field, didn't see his granddaughter, and kept watching everyone score five or six rings, so his patience was running out.
Seeing this group standing still, he forced himself to perk up and planned to watch until the end before leaving.
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