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"Come on! Let's see if you're a mule or a horse, let's take it out for a walk!"

Ye Feng patted the old '82 rifle in his hand, looking at Liu Feng with a competitive eye, "But Instructor Liu, you've got to keep your word. If I can score better than you from a further distance, you better remember to honor our bet."

"Don't worry."

Liu Feng waved dismissively and said, "You don't need to outdo me. As long as you can hit the target with every shot, I'll eat all the cartridge cases without a word!"

He sneered inwardly, thinking the kid was ridiculously overconfident. Using the '82 rifle to hit a target a kilometer away and hoping to outperform him? He should manage to hit the target first before making such boasts.