Chapter 244

To help them improve faster, the ten trainees were each assigned a personal instructor and placed in separate shooting rooms for individual training. Vanessa Brooks had already geared up, clutching the issued rifle as she examined it from every angle, getting familiar with every detail. That was step one-know your weapon. Only then could she perform well on the range. What she didn't know yet was who her instructor would be. Right as she was cracking open the rifle to dismantle it, the door creaked open. A man fully suited in combat gear stepped in. He wore a helmet that shaded most of his face, only a pair of sharp, calm eyes peeking through. Those eyes looked oddly familiar, though she couldn't put her finger on it. Vanessa quickly stood up and politely asked, "Are you my instructor?" The man nodded silently, picked up a gun from the side, raised it without hesitation, and fired three quick shots-"Bang, bang, bang!"-each one dead center. It was way too accurate to be casual. Vanessa