As it turned out, the instructor was overthinking it.
After Mo Shangjun entered, she only called out "Report," then stood at attention.
Zhong Ru put down the documents in his hands and coldly looked up to size up Mo Shangjun. Seeing her calm and collected demeanor, without a hint of admitting her mistake, he suddenly became even more infuriated, as if fuel had been poured on the fire, causing his rage to burn even fiercer.
"Deputy Company Commander Mo, do you realize how valuable a sniper is?"
Zhong Ru suppressed his voice, speaking very slowly, and tapped his finger on the desk to emphasize his point.
Especially emphasizing "sniper."
"I know."
Mo Shangjun replied expressionlessly.
"You know!" Zhong Ru slammed his palm on the desk, his tone suddenly becoming stern, "Have you ever considered what impact it would have on his career prospects if he gets injured now? Such a valuable sniper might very well miss the chance to join the special forces because of this injury!"
