142 Does The Face Hurt?
In this competition, each department sent out two contestants. Each contestant was entitled to ten bullets.
The results then would be calculated based on the total points they scored with those ten bullets.
There was a time limit for shooting too. They must fire all ten bullets within one minute.
Each bullet had an initial velocity of 35 meters per second. After accounting for air resistance and travel time, it would fly for about two to three seconds.
This meant it wouldn't leave people with much time to aim and prepare for the subsequent round.
It was focused on testing individual capability.
It was a collaboration between two people. If the score of one of them was too bad, it would affect the overall result.
Gu Yan had to rely on her left hand to hold the gun. Still, her expression appeared calm, almost as if her right hand was merely wrapped with a piece of gauze and not injured.
Sensing the gaze from her comrade, Gu Yan turned around and smiled brightly.
"Guo Rou, good luck!"
"Mhm!"
Guo Rou could feel her heart overflow with an excitement she has never encountered before.
Some people were naturally born with a powerful temperament. They could transfer their confidence and courage to every friend accompanying them.
Guo Rou remembered not long ago how Shen Jiayi did very well on the stage.
She also understood Platoon Leader Han's words.
Clear her eyes and use her heart to judge who was the most suitable friend.
Guo Rou showed a smile.
Gu Yan knew then, Guo Rou was ready. After she inspected her gun, she stared right ahead.
Meanwhile, Shen Nana and Xu Yue who paid great attention to Gu Yan's side frequently looked over.
This was especially the case for Shen Nana. She was more annoyed.
She even forgot to inspect her weapon and ammunition. She had to be reminded before she checked it while in a rush.
Following such, the competition began.
In an instant, clear shots reverberated throughout the shooting grounds.
Everyone looked nervously at the big screen above their heads.
Shen Jiayi was sitting with her department.
Her hands were tightly clutched. She was both nervous and excited as she watched the screen.
'Gu Yan, good luck!'
'Guo Rou, good luck too!'
After the gunshot, the superiors also looked at the screen intently.
Lu Ye sat there calmly while thinking about what Gu Yan said.
She was not only going to prevent that person from getting what she wanted but also slap her face hard!
His lips curled up. His eyes were surging with confidence for his girl.
Even though the results weren't out yet, he knew that his girl was the best!
The best and most perfect!
The screen began to report the numbers.
Each department had two contestants with ten bullets each. Hence, a full score would be equivalent to 200 points.
"Arts Department, 132 points."
"Communications Department, 144 points."
"Medical Department, 168 points."
"Command Department, 159 points."
"Logistics Department, 190 points!"
When the score of the Logistics Department was announced at the last moment, everyone was at a loss for words.
Even the Logistics Department themselves were dumbfounded.
Guo Rou's mouth was wide open right now. She looked at her partner and couldn't find her voice for a long time.
Gu Yan kept a calm smile as she looked at the stand.
