Seeing this, the little girl was not afraid.
Holding the AK-1, he stood back at the starting point.
That small body successfully attracted everyone's attention.
With a bang, Little Leran suddenly raised her arm and narrowed her eyes. Her actions and expression actually carried a bit of Ning Yiyuan's grace, clear and stern.
"Pa-"
The little girl's fair and tender fingers pressed the shoot button again.
The beam bullet shot straight ahead at lightning speed, leaving behind only a blurry afterimage.
Everyone looked over and saw that there was another black hole at the center of the target!
"Yay!" Once again, she hit the bullseye. Little Leran was still happy, and her little face was full of excitement.
At the side, Ning Yiyuan's eyes burned even brighter. He never thought that his daughter would have such a high talent in shooting!
Soldiers always cherished talents, and it was rare to meet a good seedling.