The young team mber reported the scores for targets No.6 and No.5 again, with Hugo Edwards, the elder brother, achieving the best among the boys—three nines and an astonishing ten.
Lieutenant Johnson, having reviewed Hugo Edwards’ information, wasn’t too surprised since, after all, he was an actor who had served on the guard team during university.
Alexander SkyShaw’s score was only slightly better than Charlie Peterson’s, at 57 points.
And that was really just slightly.
"Report the girls’ scores," Lieutenant Johnson ordered.
"No.4 target, third ring, second ring, fourth ring, fifth ring, seventh ring, fourth ring, sixth ring, first ring, first ring, third ring, second ring..."
"Stop!" Upon hearing the subsequent scores, Lieutenant Johnson’s eyebrows furrowed, "There are only ten bullets in total; where did these extra points co from?"
"Report to the commander! I haven’t finished reporting yet!" The young team mber holding the telescope tried hard to suppress a laugh as he glanced at soone at position No.3 with hands in pockets, looking up at the sky.
"How many more?" Lieutenant Johnson now understood that soone’s shots had strayed into another’s territory.
"Two more!" answered the team mber, "One seven and one three."
"Three off-target out of ten; let’s see who it is later!" Lieutenant Johnson said. "No.4 got lucky, 13 shots, 43 points. Continue with No.3."
Having said that, Lieutenant Johnson stood there waiting for his subordinate behind him to report the scores. But after a while, seeing that the young team mber hadn’t spoken and was struggling to contain his laughter, he shouted, "Report No.3!"
"Report to the commander! I can’t report!" said the young team mber, his voice trembling.
"Why can’t you report! One point at a ti, just like before," Lieutenant Johnson barked.
The team mber glanced at position No.3, where the girl was still looking up at the sky, only now giving him the back of her head, thinking for a mont before handing the telescope to Lieutenant Johnson.
Lieutenant Johnson looked at the person across who seed indifferent, as if No.3 had nothing to do with her, then he took the telescope. At one glance, he nearly threw the telescope away in shock.
"No.3! Zero points!" Lieutenant Johnson felt a sense of frustration as if he were dealing with intractable steel.
"What’s wrong with you? Weren’t you taking the lesson seriously just now? Wasn’t your posture correct? How did all your bullets end up visiting soone else’s ho!" Lieutenant Johnson couldn’t hold back his temper and yelled, "Ten bullets, and you can’t hit one?"
"Commander, commander, calm down," the young team mber hurriedly stepped forward to soothe the irritated Lieutenant Johnson, "Missing with all ten bullets is also quite impressive, isn’t it? In a way, it’s a record."
The team mber’s attempt at consolation just made Lieutenant Johnson’s face even darker!
"No.3, Jane Sampson, step forward!" On the verge of rage, Lieutenant Johnson had already forgotten that this girl who embarrassed him was the chief’s wife, "Speak, what happened!"
"Report! I don’t know," Jane Sampson replied, taking her hands out of her pockets after keeping them there for quite so ti, standing up exceptionally straight, "Sorry for disappointing the instructor!"
See, isn’t it clear that there are so things she just shouldn’t be misunderstood about, and so expectations she just shouldn’t be given?
She couldn’t care less about shooting practice!
She would never be interested in it in her lifeti!
She would rather die than be interested!
Even Old Master Black and Grandpa Sampton said she was hopeless to culture, so why did Lieutenant Johnson harbor the mistaken belief that if she listened attentively, she would excel?
"After we conclude, you will stay behind for extra training until you score sixty," Lieutenant Johnson shouted angrily.
"Yes, Sir!" Jane Sampson wanted to negotiate a different punishnt with Lieutenant Johnson, but seeing him furious and looking at her with such disappointnt, she swallowed the words she had at the tip of her tongue.
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