Even though she had just experienced setbacks, Ji Fangshu was still quite confident in the quality of "Fire".
Marksmanship is child's play. The real test will be shown when the military district's grand performance is held and the leaders are sitting in the audience watching the show.
"I'm Xiaoxiao, Captain." Wen Xin's originally uneasy mood was temporarily calmed down.
Yes, she should have confidence in "Fire", after all, it is the same as "Onward", both are...
Wen Xin stopped thinking in time and said, "Anyway, we will know what they are practicing in ten days. We will see the truth then."
"You're right to think so." Ji Fangshu narrowed his eyes.
The two followed Wei Liao and others and soon arrived at the office building of the 10th Division.
There were always many jeeps parked downstairs. They were all leaders from other military regions, waiting downstairs for a meeting.
Seeing an acquaintance, Zheng Liujiang stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder enthusiastically, "Lao Mo, you're here really early."
The person he greeted was Mo Fanghai, the commander of the 16th Division.
"Everything is fine. Where did you and the old commander go?" Mo Fanghai asked casually.
Zheng Liujiang was waiting for these words, "We just came back from the shooting training ground. You don't know, our 10th Division's art troupe can all score ten rings, all thanks to the Shenfeng Battalion."
He smiled kindly, "With the Shenfeng Battalion here, you are able to participate in this year's military competition again."
Mo Fanghai looked puzzled, "Who wants to know the results of your tenth division?"
"If you're jealous, just say so. Last year, the first place in the female shooting competition of the military region was from your division, right? I think the highest score was nine rings? We got two ten rings today!"
Zheng Liujiang was afraid that Mo Fanghai didn't hear it clearly, so he quickly repeated it again.
Mo Fanghai immediately looked at Wei Liao, "Old Commander, look at Old Zheng, he's starting to show off again. I think you should let the Divine Front Battalion take turns to go to each division, otherwise he'll never stop showing off."
"That won't do!" Zheng Liujiang's eyes widened. "Mo Fanghai, you finally spoke your mind, didn't you? Don't think I don't know that you've always been thinking about the Divine Front Camp!"
"I'm telling you, just give up on this idea. It's impossible!"
The Shenfeng Battalion is his apple of the eye, and Mo Fanghai actually wants to instigate the old commander to poach them. It's impossible!
"Look at you all, how old are you all combined, yet you still act like little brats!"
Wei Liao just felt a headache.
He glanced and saw Su Wenzheng coming, so he walked over.
"Old commander." Su Wenzheng quickly saluted.
Wei Liao waved his hand, "Wen Zheng, your art troupe really impressed everyone today! You scored two ten-rings. I am looking forward to your performance in the military district competition."
As soon as these words were spoken, the leaders waiting for the meeting all looked at him in surprise.
Did they hear it right? The art troupe actually has a female soldier who can hit ten rings! Is the tenth master so talented?
For a moment, everyone's eyes were on Zheng Liujiang. Many people heard what he boasted to Mo Fanghai just now, but no one paid any attention to him.
Now, they had to face the meaning of his words.
Before the art troupe was not in the 10th Division, it always came in last in every military district competition. Now, even though it has only been a short time since it came to the 10th Division, it can score two ten rings!
Zheng Liujiang didn't have the word modesty in his dictionary. Seeing this, he waved his hand and said, "It's all thanks to the good cooperation between the Art Troupe and the Shenfeng Battalion."
Hearing this, the others looked at each other.
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