This year's shooting competition broke from tradition. The fixed targets were replaced with moving ones, the distances were increased, and contestants could even choose their own shooting range.
The moment this rule was announced, everyone grew restless.
"Why the sudden rule change? The stationary targets in previous years were tough enough. Are they treating us like we're special forces?"
"Exactly. I have no idea what the Director was thinking."
Director Guo felt wronged. He had only changed the competition rules after listening to Hu Shaojie. But who would have thought that shameless bastard had his own agenda—to poach people from him? He clicked his tongue and looked toward the shooting range, still unsure of how things were going today. He was worried his men would perform poorly and bring shame to the Public Security Bureau, making others think they had no talent.
