"I hope he is the latter."
Jordan turned around to look at Nathan. A trace of radiance flashed through his calm set eyes.
"Do you mean Alex may not lose?"
Nathan's eyes had a tinge of surprise as it was the first time Battalion Leader Jordan, commended a young man in such a way. Battalion Leader Jordan was not a normal Battalion Leader, he was one of the three Battalion Leaders of the Nineteenth Army Corp. Special Force Battalion.
"The result is not out, so who can be sure? If he really wins, I will definitely give him the highest score in this military training," Chief Instructor Jordan said briefly.
In the shooting range, Garen raised his gun and aimed. The next second, a gunshot resonated.
In the distance, the referee's voice sounded.
"Bullseye."
"Yes, he really hit the bullseye
