The angry gaze was like a sharp blade, mixed with firelight.

Mo Shangjun was calm and composed, but in his narrow eyes, the faint smile and laziness disappeared little by little, leaving only a stern look in his dark eyes.

"Do you have any objection?" Mo Shangjun's eyes were narrowed and he spoke clearly and coldly.

"yes!"

One word roared out from everyone's throat, sonorous and powerful, soaring into the sky, almost using up all their strength.

Mo Shangjun's eyes swept over and saw clearly the angry faces. The anger that seemed to be able to turn into reality, and the strong murderous aura rushed towards his face.

After a while, Mo Shangjun said, "Then, I'll give you two hours to prove it to me."

The people in the queue had a flash of surprise in their eyes, but they were more confident and ambitious!

They are not rookies!

They are capable!

They can do it!

Therefore, no matter what tricks Mo Shangjun uses, they will finish it to the death!

"Two events," Mo Shangjun continued, "shooting, pistol, rifle, twenty rounds of bullets, three posture exchanges; four-hundred-meter obstacle, five times, all based on my results, 10% of people exceeded

I, I apologize to all of you."

"..."

Immediately, the eyes full of hostility and anger were mostly reduced.

There are more doubts and incomprehensions.

Based on her performance, only 10% of people need to surpass her?

Only 10%?!

In total, there are only about ten people!

She is a girl, is she really that confident?!

Damn it, less than 30%, where can we put the faces of these great men?!

"Are you coming?" Mo Shangjun crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows at them.

"Come!"

The roars in unison almost frightened the company next door.

"Captain Lang." He turned his head and threw the whistle in his hand to Lang Yan. Mo Shangjun said, "Help be a referee."

"good."

Raising his hand to take the whistle, Lang Yan responded quickly.

As far as the current situation is concerned, a fight is bound to be necessary before those brats can stop.

but--

He half expected these brats to lose.

*

Since Mo Shangjun’s performance is the main focus, the two projects must be demonstrated by Mo Shangjun first.

Next to the training ground is the shooting range. When a group of people rushed over, pistols, rifles, and two magazines were all prepared in advance.

On the empty shooting range, the cold wind blew and howled, and the atmosphere was solemn and solemn.

Mo Shangjun and Lang Yan walked in front, and the entire formation followed neatly behind, even the steps were consistent.

"Do you want a timer?"

Stopping, Lang Yan asked Mo Shangyun.

"Need not."

Mo Shangyun shrugged.

"Um."

Lang Yan nodded.

The queues at the back stopped one after another, everyone's expressions were heavy, and their eyes focused on Mo Shangyun.

In full view of everyone, Mo Shangjun walked towards the shooting point.

I took the rifle, loaded the magazine, took aim while lying down, pulled the safety, and pulled the trigger directly.

Like clouds and flowing water, all in one go!

"Bang bang bang——"

The sound of gunfire was deafening.

The onlookers held their breath and watched her shooting movements without blinking. The standard posture was like a textbook. Without years of training, it would be impossible to practice it!

The sound of gunshots roared past their ears in the huge open space. They couldn't take their eyes away, but they felt exhausted and out of breath.

Lying, kneeling, standing, alternating the three postures, and exchanging the two guns, Mo Shangjun did not pause at all, and did not even have time to aim. She was only responsible for shooting!

However, looking at it in other people's eyes, they were dumbfounded.

As soon as an expert takes action, he will know if there is any!

They are all people who have trained with guns, how could they not see the standardity of Mo Shangjun's movements?!

After a while, Mo Shangjun, who had finished loading two magazines, put the gun back.

"Are you schoolmates with her?"

Lang Yan took a few steps back, came to Lin Qi's side, and asked with raised eyebrows.

"Report, yes!"

Lin Qi stood at attention and answered clearly.

Feeling a little helpless by her rigid look, Lang Yan sighed and continued to ask, "Do you know her?"

"Report, I don't understand!" Lin Qi still replied rigidly.

After thinking about it, Lang Yan changed his approach and asked, "Do you know me?"

"Report, she doesn't recognize me!"

Lin Qi answered with a straight face.

"puff."

Lang Yan couldn't help laughing.

Slightly stunned, Lin Qi looked at him strangely.

After calming down, Lang Yan coughed lightly and pretended to be serious, "Just tell me, what do you know about her?"

After understanding what Lang Yan meant, Lin Qi thought for a while and then said, "Someone in their college has evaluated her."

"oh?"

"She is the kind of person who will work hard to get what she wants." Lin Qi said every word.

This is what others have said about Mo Shangyun.

In fact, she prefers that "Mo Shangyun is the kind of person who shows the ability to do whatever he wants."

In other words, there were very few times when Mo Shangjun did not even "try her best". Someone once said that if she wanted to get a scholarship, even if she had the ability to get full marks in every subject, she would still stay in the 90s.

point.

Of course, this is just a rumor.

Mo Shangjun is one of the top ten unsolved mysteries in their academy.

"So, she didn't give her best performance?" Lang Yan asked with interest.

After straightening her expression, Lin Qi commented, "I don't think she gave her best performance."

Lang Yan nodded in understanding.

While the two were talking, the target inspector had already recorded the data and walked towards Lang Yan.

When passing by Mo Shangjun on the way, he paused and glanced at her with a strange look.

"Company Commander."

The paper recording the data was handed to Lang Yan.

Lang Yan glanced over, and a look of astonishment suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The man who recorded the data looked at him carefully, then quietly stepped aside.

"Ahem," after scanning it twice, Lang Yan folded the paper, then took two steps back. He unconsciously glanced in the direction of Mo Shangjun from the corner of his eye, and then looked away when he met the calm gaze.

He came back, raised his voice and announced, "One hundred and ninety rings!"
To be continued...