Besides Dallion Collins' shooting, the only person he had seen who could achieve such perfection was Flossie Wright.
"Whatever."
Putting the sniper rifle aside, Flossie Wright clapped her hands, stood up, and then cast a glance at Dallion Collins.
Dallion Collins nodded slightly, signaling a soldier to report the target results.
The soldier hurriedly ran over to the targets.
After a while, the soldier quickly ran back.
"One hundred fifty points!" The soldier, flushed from running, couldn't help but raise his voice a few decibels, unable to hide the excitement in his tone.
He was just there to help, not a member of Aaron Doom's combat team, and seeing such a perfect score deeply excited him.
So amazing!
Incredibly amazing!
How can anyone be this amazing!
For this score, Flossie Wright wasn't surprised; if she hadn't scored perfectly, now that would be surprising.
