Liu Zitong was very confident as she walked.
The students' shooting requirements were obviously different from the instructors'.
It was impossible for them to walk to the shooting range with guns. This was too much of a burden for them.
The method used was to directly place the guns at the shooting range and pull the triggers of the guns. They only needed to be able to raise the guns, place them on their shoulders, and shoot on the ground.
In other words, no matter how strong the person was, she would not be able to use it in this session.
Liu Zitong walked to her seat and looked at Ajiu. The intent was obviously shown on her face—she disliked Ajiu.
Ajiu did not even look at her either. As she turned the black wrist guard on her other hand, she looked down at her feet.
Unlike the others, she appeared a little lost.
The smile on Liu Zitong's face grew wider and she raised her eyebrows.
"Everyone listen up, get down now!"
