Before he could come to his senses.
Everyone on the field had already run over and surrounded He Yumo.
They all looked at him in shock.
"You really have never fired a gun before?" Yu Congrong couldn't help but ask again.
He Yumo shook his head and said calmly: "No!"
Everyone was shocked!
The soldier who just said he would teach He Yumo.
It was a bit awkward at this point.
To be honest, he himself has never scored a 10-ring score!
Even he doesn't like to talk much in normal times.
Pinghe, the sharpshooter of the Seventh Company, is not very interested in the surrounding things.
At this time, everyone looked at He Yumo and gave him approving glances.
To be honest, he was also a little shocked.
Although he has now become a famous sharpshooter in their company and even in this team.
But when I was a rookie, I didn’t fight as well as He Yumo!
After a brief silence brought by shock.
Then came the laughter of Thunder God:
"Hahaha! Good fight!"
"That's what I told you! Who says the soldiers from the kitchen squad can't come here and shoot?"
"Actually, I noticed this kid's movements when he was getting his food. They were unusual!"
"He's definitely a good shooter!"
"What do you think? I, Old Lei, have good taste, don't I?"
He was the one who brought He Yumo here today.
He Yumo fought well, so he naturally felt a little proud of it!
Everyone couldn't help but exclaim "Tsk".
Someone said with a smile:
"Thunder God, you're exaggerating a bit too much!"
"Can you tell if someone is a good shooter by looking at how they serve their food?"
"You might as well say you saw it from someone's palm!"
"Maybe someone will believe it!"
Everyone burst into laughter.
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