Amelia stunned everyone by saying, "Excuse me, Instructor, there's a problem with this gun."
The instructor was visibly impatient. "Everyone else has passed the assessment without issues. It's only you who has a problem. Stop causing trouble and go back to the assessment. Otherwise, your qualification will be cancelled directly."
"There is definitely a problem with this gun," Amelia insisted calmly but firmly.
The instructor was annoyed that Amelia was still persisting and glanced at her name on the assessment form before coldly saying, "Amelia, your assessment qualification is cancelled."
Amelia narrowed her eyes and looked cold and indifferent. She thought to herself that these instructors seemed to only know how to use their power to suppress people and that this was the military's law!
"Soldiers must obey orders, but as instructors, is it your way to suppress students' questions with power instead of solving the problem?" Amelia confronted the instructor directly.
It was not the first time that Amelia had confronted an instructor, and everyone had grown accustomed to it.
Other students in the assessment group stopped their assessments, and other instructors quickly gathered around.
The person reporting the target also walked up, and it turned out to be their former instructor, Aiden Jameson, who had left for a month.
It was quite a contrast that the former instructor of Class Six had become someone reporting targets on the shooting range.
The students of Class Six looked at Aiden Jameson with strange eyes, mixed with a few traces of curiosity.
"Instructor Wilson, what are you doing here?" Aiden Jameson remained silent.
Aiden Jameson looked at the students looking at him, feeling like he was exposing his weakness in front of everyone. The humiliation could almost bend someone's back.
The instructor who had just said he would cancel Amelia's assessment qualification suddenly stood up and saluted Aiden Jameson, "Class leader!"
"I'm not your class leader anymore. What's going on?" Aiden Jameson suppressed his embarrassment and asked.
"Class leader, this student is causing trouble and insisting that there's a problem with the gun. I think she just can't pass the assessment and is causing trouble. I suggest that her assessment qualification be cancelled directly."
Amelia looked at Aiden Jameson. She naturally knew why Aiden Jameson had ended up in this position. She didn't sympathize or mock him and just wanted to see how he would handle the situation.
Knowing Aiden Jameson didn't like her personality, she was afraid he would want her to fail the assessment. Amelia didn't have any hope that Aiden Jameson would speak up for her.
Aiden Jameson looked at Amelia, still unsatisfied with her weakness. He picked up the gun that Amelia had placed on the table and checked it carefully. After a few minutes, he came to a conclusion.
"This gun does have a problem. It has been struck by an external force, which may cause deviations in the range of fifty meters," Aiden Jameson said impartially. "But this student hit the bullseye before!"
Everyone was shocked at the mention of hitting the bullseye, and they fell silent.
Amelia had hit the bullseye, but she was still certain that the gun had a problem. Did that mean she was confident enough to hit the center of the target?
The instructor who wanted to disqualify Amelia looked as if he had been slapped in public.
Only Amelia remained calm, unperturbed by honor or disgrace.
"I suggest that everyone who used this gun for assessment before be allowed to retest, and all assessment guns be inspected now," Aiden Jameson said calmly, then went back to look at the target, without giving Amelia a hard time.
The instructor looked up to Aiden Jameson and, though he felt somewhat uncomfortable, immediately carried out Aiden Jameson's suggestion.
After Aiden Jameson spoke, he quietly returned to the shooting range. Amelia looked at his back with a melancholy expression.
Aiden Jameson did not know that his fair-minded repentance would bring him back to the training ground soon.
Amelia looked around inconspicuously and saw Quinn Cooper's angry face in the corner. When Quinn Cooper met her gaze, she involuntarily shrank back.
Amelia had an intuition that the gun had been tampered with, and she felt that Quinn Cooper was the one who did it. Quinn Cooper's expression was like a confession.
Amelia squinted slightly, not knowing what she was thinking.
Quinn Cooper backed away without a change in her expression. She didn't know that Amelia had already figured out that it was her doing. She was scared and left quickly. If she was caught, it would be hard to explain. Her father couldn't protect her if she was caught tampering with the assessment at Saint Hua.
Everyone was shocked when they looked at Amelia. She picked up the instructor's replaced gun and lifted it calmly and confidently.
Everyone held their breath, wanting to see if she could really create a miracle, from not being believed at all in the beginning, to gradually having a chance, and now, in this situation.
It was unprecedented for someone who got zero in two subjects to pass the military training assessment.
Even the students who were still taking the assessment stopped for a moment and watched Amelia.
"Bang!" With a gunshot, bystanders were about to take a closer look, but then...
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
A rapid succession of gunshots, swift reloading of the clip, as if there was no need for aiming, just randomly shooting, astonishingly fast that even the onlookers were gaping.
Everyone was holding their breaths, waiting to see if Amelia could create a miracle, but before they could even finish holding their breaths, she was done.
It took a while for the crowd to realize that she had finished, even after she had put down the gun and walked away.
"Uh...is it over already? Quick, look, how did she do? What are the results?"
"Why isn't the target being reported yet!"
Noah Foster was so nervous that he was sweating on his forehead, his eyes fixed on the target in front of him, wishing he had telescopic vision to see it clearly from afar.
"Amelia, twenty shots!" Aiden Jameson, who reported the targets, was a little emotional. Everyone was listening carefully as he continued, "All twenty shots hit the bull's-eye, all ten rings!"
...The crowd was in an uproar!
No one knew how many people were about to pop their eyeballs out, staring at Amelia.
Being able to get full marks in three categories after getting zero in two categories, such a record was probably the first in the history of Saint Hua!
Amelia surprised everyone and passed the military training graduation assessment.
It was like a slap in the face to those who had always called her a waste!
Those who had always been skeptical or even laughed at Amelia couldn't laugh anymore, all looking at Amelia in disbelief.
Amelia seemed to be surrounded by a divine light, and someone noticed the bandaged hand and couldn't imagine how she could hit the bull's-eye every time in such a situation.
"Ah! Amazing, you're too amazing, girl! How did you do that?" Noah Foster couldn't help but cheer, breaking the brief calmness.
He now found Amelia pleasing to the eye, thinking she was good wherever she looked, even her cold and aloof temperament, which he thought was unique.
Everyone around them perked up their ears, wanting to know how Amelia did it.
Amelia simply said, "It's just that my shooting skills are pretty good."