Chapter 289: 289
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Seeing that the shooting range was not just Gu Qingjiu, Huo Yingcheng felt that he was so happy for Gu Qingjiu.
He saw Gu Qingjiu practising one gun at a time. Each bullet shot out, but only a few of them could hit the target.
100 meters.
For the current GuQing wine, it is still a big challenge.
This requires a broader and more acute vision, and a more highly focused spirit.
And higher talent.
A week, too short.
Huo Yingcheng saw the sweat of Gu Qingjiu's practice. He couldn't bear it, but he didn't dare to go in.
The school is no better than the army. Gu Qingjiu is still a student.
Major general ordered that Huo Yingcheng and Gu Qingjiu not be allowed to contact.
So now Huo Yingcheng can only look at it. At last, he can't bear to look at it. He sighs and leaves.
Gu Qingjiu didn't notice his appearance.
Gu Qingjiu doesn't know how long he has trained in this shooting range.
She felt that her mental state had reached its limit.
For a long time, the high tension of spirit leads to the relaxation of one's body.
There will be more terrible psychological fatigue than physical fatigue.
It's a mental injury.
If not for a long time.
She didn't know how long she had practiced. At the end of the day, even the time for several freshmen to practice together was up. When she left here, she was still training.
The blazing lights lit up the entire shooting range.
But such training at night will cause great damage to Gu Qingjiu's vision.
I don't know when, outside the window, there is a figure.
The whole body disappeared in the boundless night, sending out cold and strong breath.
He Niancheng stood outside, looking at the sweaty figure under the light.
Her face is white and delicate, more like a porcelain doll in the light.
Her vision is very focused and serious looking at the goal ahead, which is full of infinite firmness.
There's a way to die if you don't reach your goal.
Sweat ran down her forehead one by one, across the corner of her eyes, but she didn't even blink.
"Bang!"
A shot went out and she fell to the target again.
In this moment, she finally stopped and looked at the target, which made her feel dull.
Mechanical and numb training has seriously affected her every sense organ.
When she stopped, the pain and extreme tiredness of chopping the sky and covering the ground were all over her body, which made her sit on the ground uncontrollably.
Panting slightly, Gu Qingjiu's pupils are all widened to the extreme, looking at the little red spot in front of him.
There was a sense of ineffability.
Footsteps came from outside the house.
She turned her head to see that the general instructor in military boots came in.
He had a commander's cap on his head, and his face in the light was as unreal as if it were interlaced in the fog.
Gu Qingjiu, who was sitting on the ground, saw him. For a moment, he felt like a God.
"Chief Instructor..."
Gu Qingjiu saw that it was he Niancheng. He mumbled and shouted, struggling to get up.
However, I don't know if the mental fatigue has affected her body. Her legs are filled with lead.
I didn't stand up.
"Sit down."
Cold and dumb voice, Gu Qingjiu was shocked when he heard the words, and then he ignored the rules and sat on the ground again without any image.
When he Niancheng came over, his super tall body was more and more stressful, showing a sense of height, and looked down at Gu Qingjiu --
"angry?"
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Seeing that the shooting range was not just Gu Qingjiu, Huo Yingcheng felt that he was so happy for Gu Qingjiu.
He saw Gu Qingjiu practising one gun at a time. Each bullet shot out, but only a few of them could hit the target.
100 meters.
For the current GuQing wine, it is still a big challenge.
This requires a broader and more acute vision, and a more highly focused spirit.
And higher talent.
A week, too short.
Huo Yingcheng saw the sweat of Gu Qingjiu's practice. He couldn't bear it, but he didn't dare to go in.
The school is no better than the army. Gu Qingjiu is still a student.
Major general ordered that Huo Yingcheng and Gu Qingjiu not be allowed to contact.
So now Huo Yingcheng can only look at it. At last, he can't bear to look at it. He sighs and leaves.
Gu Qingjiu didn't notice his appearance.
Gu Qingjiu doesn't know how long he has trained in this shooting range.
She felt that her mental state had reached its limit.
For a long time, the high tension of spirit leads to the relaxation of one's body.
There will be more terrible psychological fatigue than physical fatigue.
It's a mental injury.
If not for a long time.
She didn't know how long she had practiced. At the end of the day, even the time for several freshmen to practice together was up. When she left here, she was still training.
The blazing lights lit up the entire shooting range.
But such training at night will cause great damage to Gu Qingjiu's vision.
I don't know when, outside the window, there is a figure.
The whole body disappeared in the boundless night, sending out cold and strong breath.
He Niancheng stood outside, looking at the sweaty figure under the light.
Her face is white and delicate, more like a porcelain doll in the light.
Her vision is very focused and serious looking at the goal ahead, which is full of infinite firmness.
There's a way to die if you don't reach your goal.
Sweat ran down her forehead one by one, across the corner of her eyes, but she didn't even blink.
"Bang!"
A shot went out and she fell to the target again.
In this moment, she finally stopped and looked at the target, which made her feel dull.
Mechanical and numb training has seriously affected her every sense organ.
When she stopped, the pain and extreme tiredness of chopping the sky and covering the ground were all over her body, which made her sit on the ground uncontrollably.
Panting slightly, Gu Qingjiu's pupils are all widened to the extreme, looking at the little red spot in front of him.
There was a sense of ineffability.
Footsteps came from outside the house.
She turned her head to see that the general instructor in military boots came in.
He had a commander's cap on his head, and his face in the light was as unreal as if it were interlaced in the fog.
Gu Qingjiu, who was sitting on the ground, saw him. For a moment, he felt like a God.
"Chief Instructor..."
Gu Qingjiu saw that it was he Niancheng. He mumbled and shouted, struggling to get up.
However, I don't know if the mental fatigue has affected her body. Her legs are filled with lead.
I didn't stand up.
"Sit down."
Cold and dumb voice, Gu Qingjiu was shocked when he heard the words, and then he ignored the rules and sat on the ground again without any image.
When he Niancheng came over, his super tall body was more and more stressful, showing a sense of height, and looked down at Gu Qingjiu --
"angry?"
Seeing that the shooting range was not just Gu Qingjiu, Huo Yingcheng felt that he was so happy for Gu Qingjiu. He saw Gu Qingjiu practising one gun at a time. Each bullet shot out, but only a few of them could hit the target. 100 meters. For the current GuQing wine, it is still a big challenge. This requires a broader and more acute vision, and a more highly focused spirit. And higher talent. A week, too short. Huo Yingcheng saw the sweat of Gu Qingjiu's practice. He couldn't bear it, but he didn't dare to go in. The school is no better than the army. Gu Qingjiu is still a student. Major general ordered that Huo Yingcheng and Gu Qingjiu not be allowed to contact. So now Huo Yingcheng can only look at it. At last, he can't bear to look at it. He sighs and leaves. Gu Qingjiu didn't notice his appearance. Gu Qingjiu doesn't know how long he has trained in this shooting range. She felt that her mental state had reached its limit. For a long time, the high tension of spirit leads to the relaxation of one's body. There will be more terrible psychological fatigue than physical fatigue. It's a mental injury. If not for a long time. She didn't know how long she had practiced. At the end of the day, even the time for several freshmen to practice together was up. When she left here, she was still training. The blazing lights lit up the entire shooting range. But such training at night will cause great damage to Gu Qingjiu's vision. I don't know when, outside the window, there is a figure. The whole body disappeared in the boundless night, sending out cold and strong breath. He Niancheng stood outside, looking at the sweaty figure under the light. Her face is white and delicate, more like a porcelain doll in the light. Her vision is very focused and serious looking at the goal ahead, which is full of infinite firmness. There's a way to die if you don't reach your goal. Sweat ran down her forehead one by one, across the corner of her eyes, but she didn't even blink. "Bang!" A shot went out and she fell to the target again. In this moment, she finally stopped and looked at the target, which made her feel dull. Mechanical and numb training has seriously affected her every sense organ. When she stopped, the pain and extreme tiredness of chopping the sky and covering the ground were all over her body, which made her sit on the ground uncontrollably. Panting slightly, Gu Qingjiu's pupils are all widened to the extreme, looking at the little red spot in front of him. There was a sense of ineffability. Footsteps came from outside the house. She turned her head to see that the general instructor in military boots came in. He had a commander's cap on his head, and his face in the light was as unreal as if it were interlaced in the fog. Gu Qingjiu, who was sitting on the ground, saw him. For a moment, he felt like a God. "Chief Instructor..." Gu Qingjiu saw that it was he Niancheng. He mumbled and shouted, struggling to get up. However, I don't know if the mental fatigue has affected her body. Her legs are filled with lead. I didn't stand up. "Sit down." Cold and dumb voice, Gu Qingjiu was shocked when he heard the words, and then he ignored the rules and sat on the ground again without any image. When he Niancheng came over, his super tall body was more and more stressful, showing a sense of height, and looked down at Gu Qingjiu -- "angry?"
