Su Tang took a step forward, getting closer to her, but her clear eyes now resembled a bottomless, icy pool.
"You did it, didn't you, Zhou Zhihui?"
boom!
These words struck Zhou Zhihui like a thunderclap!
Zhou Zhihui's pupils contracted to their maximum size in an instant!
How...how could she have known?!
She and Zhang Man had done this so perfectly that they thought no one else knew, and that no one else could possibly know except the two of them.
How did she find out? Even if she did find out, how did she determine that it was them who did it?
A series of questions, like countless ants, swarmed wildly in her mind, gnawing away at her last shred of hope.
Seeing her expression as if she'd seen a ghost, all of Su Tang's guesses were confirmed.
Zhou Zhihui's facial muscles twitched uncontrollably. She tried desperately to force a calm smile, but her lips wouldn't lift. In the end, she could only manage an expression worse than crying, her voice hoarse as she tried to explain, "Su An... you... you're joking... what gun... I don't know what you're talking about..."
Her mind went blank, and she could only instinctively deny it. She dared not admit it; if she did, she couldn't bear the guilt of sabotaging her comrades' weapons in this disciplined training camp.
Su Tang's smile deepened as she leisurely watched the other person's clumsy performance, then gently shook her head, her tone relaxed.
"Don't be nervous, I have no evidence, I'm just trying to trick you."
Upon hearing this, a glimmer of hope instantly appeared in Zhou Zhihui's eyes, and she was about to climb down the steps.
Su Tang's next words plunged her into the deepest abyss.
"But now, we have it."
She straightened up and looked down at Zhou Zhihui's face, which had instantly lost all color.
"Shooting a hundred rings with a broken gun feels... pretty good."
"Don't use such underhanded tricks again. If you want to beat me, do it fair and square."
After saying that, she stopped looking at the woman whose defenses had been completely broken and turned to wave at Chen Xiaocao and Wang Xiaoya.
"Let's go."
Chen Xiaocao and Wang Xiaoya immediately followed, and even after they had walked quite a distance, they could still feel Zhou Zhihui's gaze behind them, filled with surprise and resentment.
Wang Xiaoya followed closely behind Su Tang, her face flushed red with excitement and admiration.
She stole a glance at Su Tang walking ahead. Her figure was still slender, her steps light, and she looked like a frail girl who needed protection.
But when Wang Xiaoya looked at it now, she felt that the figure was like a mountain, steady and reliable, full of reassuring power.
“Sister Su An…” After walking for a while, Chen Xiaocao finally couldn’t help but speak, her voice still carrying a hint of confusion, “She…she’s so bad, she tampered with your gun. If there’s a real war, she’s trying to kill you! Why didn’t you report it to the instructor? If we had, she would definitely have been expelled!”
Su Tang stopped and looked back at her, her gaze calm and profound.
"Little grass, sometimes, the cruelest punishment for an enemy is to let them live in fear of you, to let them live in despair of wanting to defeat me but never being able to."
One sentence stunned Chen Xiaocao and Wang Xiaoya, who felt a chill run from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.
Only then did they truly realize what kind of sharp edge Su An, who always wore a gentle smile, possessed deep down.
"Alright, stop thinking about it." Su Tang's tone returned to its usual calm. "We're here to win first place, not to waste time with idiots. Listen..."
She looked up and glanced in the direction of the mountaintop.
"Bang! Bang bang!"
Faint gunfire drifted on the mountain breeze; though intermittent, it was far more intense than the previous sporadic exchanges.
"Looks like the show about seizing the red flag has already begun. Let's find a good spot and watch the show."
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