The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

C en Shots, Ten Bullseyes

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Wilson's stunning marksmanship left both Ernest and lia in awe.

She looked at his instructor with eyes shining with excitement.

This was truc skill on full display.

At a moving target 1.9 miles away, 8 out of 10 shots landed in the bullseye!

No one in the entire army could surpass that record.

Now, everyone was waiting to see what Robin, the chief Instructor, had to say next.

Wilson lowered the NTW-20 sniper rifle, wiped his hands, and turned toward Robin with a serious look. "So, what do you think? Does this performance meet your standard?" Robin shrugged nonchalantly. "Not bad. Though, your shooting time was a bit long, and it wasn't a perfect

score."

As soon as he spoke, the entire crowd fell silent.

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Ernest scoffed, his voice cold, "So, Instructor Ramsey, what you're saying is you could hit every target and do it faster at 1.9 miles range?

"General Wilson's ten shots took five and a half minutes. Are you implying that you can finish it in two or three minutes?"

Robin made a face. "Well, maybe I could do it even faster."

The moment the words left his mouth, the soldiers were stunned. They looked at the new chief instructor in disbelief.

They all thought the same thing, He's just talking big.

Xavier sneered, his voice dripping with sarcasm, "Instructor Ramsey, before the TLXL-99 super sniper rifle arrives, why don't you give the NTW-20, with its 1.9 miles range, a try?" Robin shook his head. "I think I'll pass on that."

Wilson's expression turned stern, his voice sharp, "What good is all talk? If you think my shooting's average, then take this 1.9 miles NTW-20 sniper rifle and see if you can do the perfect score." Robin raised an eyebrow, a playful smile spreading across his face. "Are you sure you want me to give it a shot?"

talk a big game, but actions speak louder than words." Robin chuckled, clearly amused. "Alright then, since you're so sure, I'll give it a try." After saying that, he picked up the NTW-20 sniper rifle,

scope? Don't you need it to aim?" Wilson asked, his

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burden for 1.9 miles range," Robin

shook his head in disbelief. "General Ramsey, are you

serious and not serious It's just shooting a gun," Robin said with a

as he

"So,

sneered, his voice sharp. "Where's

sound of the

moving target. He just raised

first instinct was that Robin

seconds later, the range officer's voice rang out: "The first moving target was the bullseye!" Xavier froze; his mouth agape in

hadn't aimed. He just shot at a moving target 1.9 miles away and got a perfect bullseye? Was

speechless, his

too casual! How could it not be luck? But

aimed, and still hit a moving target at 1.9 miles

smile tugging at his lips. "Instructor Ramsey, are

face. "Hmm, not bad. Let me mess around a little more and

and fired nine more shots in rapid

Bang! Bang! The shots rang out one after the other, echoing in

shots in

sniping, or was he just firing for

aiming, just pure

brow, clearly unsettled. "Instructor Ramsey, are

cool, indifferent smile. "If

range officer immediately relayed the

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shots, nine targets, all

with only the sound of breathing filling the