Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Nan Fei blinked and let go of the arm that was hugging Zuo Qishen.
She actually heard what Zuo Qishen had just said. She herself knew that it was because Zuo Qishen had helped her find a good angle that she was able to hit the target.
However, she turned around and looked at the special forces soldier just now. She smiled and said, “Little brother, it’s my ability to get Commander Zuo to help me find the angle. If you’re as pretty as me, you can experience the feeling of having ten rings on your first shot.”
Everyone laughed. This girl was interesting.
“Boss, aren’t you going to introduce her? Who is this girl?” The vice-captain asked curiously.
Nan Fei saw Zuo Qishen suddenly frown and then looked at the group of soldiers’ malicious smiles. She immediately understood.
They must have misunderstood.
Nan Fei pursed her lips, and before Zuo Qishen could speak, she took the initiative to say to them, “Hello, everyone. I’m a distant cousin of Commander Zuo. My name is Nan Meow Meow!”
The vice-captain raised his eyebrows. “So you’re my cousin. I thought you were my sister-in-law.”
Nan Fei waved her hand and shook her head. “No, no, you’ve misunderstood. My cousin, the flower of the mountains, has high standards. Uncle Zuo even urged me to introduce a girlfriend to him yesterday. If there’s any good news, I’ll tell everyone!”
“20 kilometers cross-country in the mountains, now.” Commander Zuo’s voice sounded very gloomy and unfriendly. “It seems that you guys really have too much energy. If you have time, you can gossip here.”
The vice-captain knew that he had a lot to say. He saluted and led the team to carry out the order.
Nan Fei blinked and turned to look at Zuo Qishen.
“Cousin, I reacted quickly! I didn’t let myself tarnish your reputation!” Her eyes were sparkling, and she looked like she was asking for praise.
Zuo Qishen slapped her head with a backhand and sneered, “You’re really good. When did my father take in such a big nephew like you?”
This slap was not light. Nan Fei rubbed her head, and her lips gradually pursed.
“Why did you hit me?! Commander Zuo, I was kind enough to help you explain.”
She raised her head and looked at Zuo Qishen very seriously, and said word by word, “Commander, you can hit me, but you can’t hit my head. If you hit me until I become stupid, it will ruin my life.”
Zuo Qishen sneered and ignored her nonsense. He said, “Do you still want to learn how to shoot?”
“I want to learn how to shoot!” Having many skills did not weigh her down.
“Put on your protective glasses, raise your gun, and stand in the position I just taught you.”
“Yes, Commander.”
Half an hour later, Zuo Qishen sat on the chair with his sunglasses on. He narrowed his eyes as he looked at the woman who was still standing still and obediently holding the gun as he asked.
She was so obedient?
He originally thought that she was just a delicate young lady, a flower that was carefully raised in a greenhouse.
He did not expect that her willpower was that strong. She remained in the same position holding the gun for half an hour and did not move.
Zuo Qishen took off his sunglasses and stood up from the chair. He walked over to her and pressed down on the muzzle of her gun with two fingers.
“It’s about time.” He took the gun from her hand and threw it to the side. He explained, “I asked you to keep this position so that your muscles can remember the position of holding the gun and form a shooting instinct.”
Nan Fei took off the pair of protective glasses on her face and slowly rubbed her right hand with her left hand.
It would be a lie to say that she did not feel uncomfortable after standing there for so long.
It was so painful.
Zuo Qishen looked at her frowning face as if she was tired of talking. He said calmly, “Actually, in real combat, learning to shoot is not merely knowing how to fire a gun. The moment you hear the gunshot, don’t just stand there like a fool. Lie down and wait for an opportunity to strike. Do you understand?”
“Okay.” Nan Fei continued to rub her hand. It was rare for her to only say one word. After all, her right hand was uncomfortable.
“Nan Fei, why do you want to learn to shoot?” Zuo Qishen asked indifferently. “I can tell how much you don’t like it.”