Chapter 1513
Several sounds of breaking air echoed.

It was Robert's turn to demonstrate. He raised the submachine gun in his hand and squeezed the trigger a few times in succession.

The bullets hit several flying knives and fell to the ground.

"Robert, impressive!" Eric couldn't help but admire him.

Robert's skill was quite remarkable—three flying knives, three bullets, each shot hitting its mark! Such precision was rare nationwide.

Targeting a moving object wasn't difficult. The real challenge lay in hitting the mark and then swiftly moving on to the next, and the next after that!

Graciously accepting Eric's praise, Robert smiled. "Just rapid aiming and shooting, basic training."

Eric knew Robert was being modest. However, Robert also felt somewhat frustrated. "If it weren't for regulations, I'd empty these magazines into these trees to see where they're hiding!"

He noticed the flying knives coming from the treetops, shrouded by dense foliage, making them difficult to spot. Although he car
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