Her Identity Was Suspected

"Bang, bang, bang, bang..." Upon Instructor Hou's command, even before the echoes faded away, Mo Shu had already fired her ten rounds. In comparison, others were still struggling to aim for their second shot, with some girls even dropping their guns out of fear from the noise and recoil. Instructor Hou stood by Mo Shu's side, hearing the successive gunshots, he looked down to see Mo Shu had already completed her turn. He first glanced at Mo Shu, then tried looking at her target fifty meters away, but unfortunately, he couldn't see it clearly. Once all the other students finished firing, Instructor Hou immediately asked the instructors in the distance to grade the targets, reporting from left to right. "Twenty-five points, thirty-three points, forty-six points, forty-four points... ten points." "Ten points? I mean, seriously is your butt acting as your eyes?" "Who is it? So bad, just ten points, did they miss the target?" People chuckled and mocked. When they looked at the target, they