"Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, was this shot fired by you?" The squadron leader squatted beside Wang Jiu, carefully examining his wound. The shot was dead center in the forehead without any deviation.
"Yes!" Qin Jian replied.
"Wow, what an incredibly lifelike shot!" Xiaoliang, who was following the squadron leader, couldn't help but raise his thumb in admiration upon seeing Wang Jiu's dead state.
"Respect!" The squadron leader clasped his hands and bowed to Qin Jian.
"Pfft! You guys don't realize who you're dealing with here. Our regiment commander! His shot was lifelike indeed. If you gave him a sniper rifle, he could take out the world's top snipers." Zhao Dong swaggered over with pride written all over his face, as if the person being praised was himself.
"We didn't know much about the Lieutenant Colonel before! Now that we've witnessed it, truly impressive! Indeed, those with excellent marksmanship love a headshot in one go!" Xiaoliang said.
