Reborn at Boot Camp: General, Don't Mess Around!

The first gunshot sounded. Everyone’s breathing tightened slightly. The Chinese students clenched their fists lightly and lined up neatly, looking ahead…

After a pause, Maki Fujino fired his second bullet steadily.

After five bullets were fired, he put away his rifle and wiped the sweat on his forehead. He gestured to the nervous students to show that he was very confident.

In an instant, the Japanese students were no longer in low spirits. They smiled.

If Maki Fujino won, they wouldn’t have to bow down to the Chinese flag and admit their mistake!

Now, they only needed to worry about whether Ye Jian would shoot their flag. They hoped that she wouldn’t be able to.

Hirano Ling, on the other hand, was drenched in sweat. Meanwhile, the Chinese flag was being inspected. There were no gun holes on it. There were no gun holes at all! Maki Fujino missed. He had lost!

The students of the two countries stood in two groups. One group stood on the side of the shooter, while the other stood on the side of the flag raiser. When the students of the two countries saw that there were no bullet holes on the flag, their expressions were in stark contrast.

The Japanese students were ashen-faced, but the Chinese students were happy.

Li Jinnian, who had not touched the flag the entire time, walked to Hirano Ling and said with a vicious expression, “There are no bullet holes on it. Since you lost, we’ll use our own method to lower your flag!”

His voice was so cold that Hirano Ling’s hands trembled. He trembled as he handed a corner of their flag to the Chinese student.

What method would China use to lower their flag?

The other corner of the flag was held by the Russian general. After inspection, he handed the corner of the flag to the Chinese student beside him for safekeeping.

A few people from Japan, whose faces had turned pale, welcomed Maki Fujino as he walked over. Looking at Maki Fujino, who was walking over with light footsteps, they couldn’t help but lower their gazes in pain.

Before he even approached, Maki Fujino felt the pain of his country’s students. He couldn’t help but stop in his tracks. His excited heart gradually sank…

He wanted to ask, but the soldier didn’t give him a chance. He took the other flag from his teammate and was urged to leave.

“Please don’t let the Chinese hit the flag in your hand.”

He turned around and heard a reminder from his teammate. It was this reminder that made him know that he had failed.

However, an even greater failure was yet to come.

As he ran crazily, the first gunshot was heard. He heard the sudden crack of the flagpole. He raised his head and looked up. His facial expression changed drastically.

The flagpole was hit!

The flagpole broke even more violently as he ran!

Just as he was thinking about this, a second gunshot followed.

Crack…

The flagpole broke! Maki Fujino looked at the flag that was fluttering high in the air and falling rapidly. He immediately threw away the broken flagpole in his hand and wanted to snatch the flag.

When all the Japanese students saw this scene, their backs seemed to mimic the broken flagpole as they were forced to bend. The pain on their faces deepened.

However, the pain didn’t stop here. Three consecutive bangs sounded. Three bullet holes suddenly appeared in the center of the flag that was fluttering in the wind.

Not only did the Chinese student break their flagpole, but when the flag was falling, she also used her terrifying shooting skills to fire three bullets at the same time. All of them hit the flag.

When they saw that there were three bullet holes on the flag, the Japanese students who ran over started crying.