Glenn Hutchinson's gaze was locked onto the two targets. Despite the distance, coupled with the limitations of his line of sight, he was able to discern their shooting scores clearly.
Proficient shooters know the instant the bullet leaves the barrel whether it will hit the target or not.
All ten bullets were shot in vain. Flossie Wright and Becca Reyes' movements almost mirrored each other; they put down their rifles nearly simultaneously.
"Report to the instructor, I would like to know our shooting scores!"
Having just laid her rifle down, Becca Reyes turned towards Glenn Hutchinson, hollered with unwavering determination evident in her voice, as if nothing could possibly sway her.
