The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

The first gunshot sounded, everyone's breathing tightened slightly, and the hands of the Chinese students were lightly clenched into fists, lined up neatly, and stared ahead...

After a pause, Fujino Maki fired steadily and fired the second bullet.

After five bullets were fired, he put away his rifle and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He made a gesture to the students who watched nervously, saying that he was very confident.

In an instant, the students from the Japanese island country swept away the previous downturn and smiled.

If Fujino-kun wins, then they don't have to bow their heads to the Chinese flag and admit their mistakes!

Now they only need to worry about whether Chinese student Ye Jian will shoot their coordinate flag, but hopefully, she won't be able to.

Hirano Ridge was sweating all over. He completed the inspection of the Chinese flag. There was no gun hole on it, not a single gun hole! Fujino Maki missed, he lost, he lost!

The students from the two countries stood in two groups. One group stood on the side of the shooter, and the other group stood on the side of the flag bearer. The students from the two countries who stood on the side of the flag bearer saw the flag without a single bullet hole and had expressions on their faces. sharp contrast.

The faces of the Japanese students here were ashen, but the faces of the Chinese students were happy.

Pingyeling, who was clutching the corner of the coordinate flag, couldn't help shaking his hands. Li Jinnian, who had not touched the flag the whole time, saw this, walked to Pingyeling, and said with all his eyes: "There are no bullet holes in it, if you lose, we will Let your flag go down in our way!"

His voice was so cold that Hirano shivered in his hand, and tremblingly returned the corner of the coordinate flag to the Chinese students.

What kind of method will the Chinese side use to let their national flag go down?

The other corner of the flag is held by the Russian general. After inspection, the corner of the coordinate flag will be kept for the Chinese students around him.

Their faces turned pale, and several Japanese island nations welcomed Fujino Maki. Facing Fujino Maki, who walked briskly, they lowered their eyes in pain.

Before he got close, Fujino Maki felt the pain of the students in his own country, which made his footsteps pause, and his excited heart gradually sank...

He wanted to ask, but the Manfi soldiers didn't give him a chance, and he was urged to leave after taking another coordinate flag from the students in his country.

"Please don't let China hit the coordinate flag in your hand, thank you."

When he turned around, he finally heard the reminder from the students in his own country, and it was this reminder that let him know that he had failed.

But even bigger failures lie ahead.

When he was running wildly, the first gunshot sounded, and he heard a sudden "click" sound from the flagpole. When he was running wildly, he looked up, and the expression on his entire face changed drastically.

The flagpole was hit!

I ran so wildly that the flagpole was broken even more violently!

It occurred to me that the second shot followed.

"Crack..."

The flagpole was completely broken, and Fujino Maki saw the high-flying coordinate flag plummeting down. He immediately threw away the broken flagpole in his hand and wanted to hug the broken pole that was still holding the flag.

Seeing this scene, all the practitioners from the Japanese island country felt as if their backs were being forced to bend due to the broken flagpole, and the pain on their faces deepened.

However, the pain that caused them did not end. Three consecutive "bang bang bang" sounds sounded, and there were three bullet holes in the center of the coordinate flag fluttering in the wind during the fall.

Not only did the Chinese students break their flagpoles, but when the broken poles dropped with the coordinate flag, they used terrible shooting techniques to fire three bullets and hit the flags.

When they saw that there were still three bullet hole coordinate flags falling, the students from the Japanese island country who ran over burst into tears.

Ten shifts are over, ten shifts are over...