One of the soldiers looked at the target papers, shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "It's such a waste to fire live ammunition at these students. They don't even have nine rings."

"Hey, I have a very strange target paper, No. 8. One has nine rings and one has ten rings, but... there are no other bullet holes. Two of them scored well, and the rest missed the target?" Another soldier put this

He pulled out a piece of target paper. "The ten-ring bullet hole seems a bit big."

The two soldiers looked at each other and said, "It's impossible."

They trotted to the target at shooting position No. 8 and looked at the mud wall behind the wooden target. Next to the bullet hole of the nine-ring bullet, there were holes from nine other bullets densely distributed.

The ten rings on the No. 8 target paper were actually nine bullets piercing a hole.

"Which student was in target position 8 just now?"

"The one who was taken away by Captain Wang?"

The two soldiers looked towards the densely packed group of students next to the indoor training ground, but they could not find Fu Ming.

Fu Ming found a step, sat down, and asked Lin Jianping to get some water before dismissing him. Then he took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Fudong.

"Eleven tickets to Tokyo, Japan, tomorrow morning."

A few seconds later, Fudong sent back the text message. "It's already booked, boss."
Chapter completed!