Xu Cheng didn't mean to offend the guy. At this speed, the discs were definitely a lot harder to hit. Skill can be a factor, but more often than not, it depended on luck.
However, since he saw that his words made Shi Wenbin a bit unhappy, he didn't dwell on the subject.
Xu Cheng got the prop gun ready. Shen Wenbin didn't directly mock him, but his buddy beside him started talking.
"There are so many people in our military, I don't see anyone else lucky enough to get 3 hits out of 10 rounds. Maybe you can test your luck too?"
Xu Cheng nodded and smiled. "Then I will give it a try. Maybe I can get lucky and hit a disc or two."
Shi Wenbin's buddy started the machine.
