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Chapter 167: The moment she grips a gun, her blood boils and she wants to kill the little devils!

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On the sea island—

A gentle breeze swept by, and the flowers, grasses, and trees made a rustling sound.

In the military region family compound, one could faintly hear the sounds of training from the drill ground.

Shen Man's current routine is very regular.

Every day she wakes up on time, without needing the man to call her specially.

The two of them wash up together, eat a simple breakfast together, go for a morning run together, and go to the corner of the training field to exercise and practice shooting.

Yes, Shen Man has handled a gun, and each day she also obtains the shooting privilege of five bullets.

Although the man said it was obsolete equipment eliminated from service, Shen Man knows they are all resources.

In the army there is no waste of resources; I don't know how he managed to get approval from superiors to let her handle guns and train.

But since the other party didn't say anything, she didn't ask.

She silently and attentively listened to the man explain the principles of firearms, shooting techniques, how to aim at a target, how to hold a gun, and how to disassemble a pistol.

Such scenes were only something she could see on TV or in novels; Shen Man, for the first time, personally experienced them for a while.

The feeling was novel and exciting.

I don't know if it's due to some bloodline awakening, but the moment she grips a gun, her blood boils and she wants to kill the little devils!

She imagined the bullseye as a little devil with a small mustache; on her first shot, she missed wide of the mark!

However, she was not discouraged; she readjusted her breathing rate, then, following the man's taught method and steps, focused her mind, held her breath, and pulled the trigger again—

"Bang——"

"Hit!"

"Six rings!"

"Only four rings away from the bullseye!"

Shen Man couldn't help but smile, keeping her aim steady on the target, her eyes sparkling as she looked toward the man—

"Praise me, I hit it!"

"Great! But I believe you can still set a better record—keep going, you have three bullets left."

Facing his wife's plea for approval, Jiang Ye's gaze was tender, his face showing great pride and satisfaction.

Looking at his adorable wife, it was as if he were gazing at a rose in full bloom.

Radiant, gorgeous, dazzling, beautiful.

Roses naturally have thorns; it is a law of nature that gives beautiful roses the ability to protect themselves.

If you love roses, to obtain them you cut off the stems at the root, shave off the thorns, leaving the rose as a bare stalk that only bears beautiful, vivid flowers.

No matter how beautiful the rose, it will lose its luster, lose its vitality, and thus wither and decline.

One who truly loves roses will nurture them with care—giving them pesticide, trimming dead leaves, driving away insects, ensuring ventilation, loosening the soil, so the roses receive meticulous care and bloom in their most beautiful form.

Good affection and love help the other become a better version of themselves.

Jiang Ye, from behind his wife, strictly adjusted her posture, pointed out her shortcomings, encouraged her, and urged her to continue shooting practice.

He hopes that, should his wife ever encounter danger, she will be able to protect herself.

He does not wish for his wife to face danger, forced to flee, unable to escape, left only to await judgment in fear.

"Bang."

"Bang."

"Bang."

"Three consecutive shots, 6-7-8 rings."

"Each time better than the last!"

Shen Man's hands turned red; even with the smallest gun, the recoil of the stock still caused her slight discomfort.

But it's fine—learning to shoot, she never dared imagine doing this before!

Now, waa waa waa, she feels moved......

"All right, Mrs. Jiang, today's practice ends here—let's go home."

Jiang Ye gently took the gun tightly gripped by his wife and restored the safety catch.

Although only five bullets were loaded, caution is a behavior ingrained in his bones.

"Good!"

Shen Man rubbed her sore wrists; her body was tired, but her mind felt fulfilled!

After the man finished registering the returned gun, the two left the shooting range hand in hand.

Over there, many soldiers saw their own regiment commander, but upon seeing his gentle, spring‑like demeanor, they rubbed their eyes in disbelief.

"Oh, taking a closer look—it turns out the sister‑in‑law is here!"

"Because they saw the sister‑in‑law, everyone fell silent by mutual understanding and didn't call out to the regiment commander."

"They all know the regiment commander suffered serious injuries in this mission and is recuperating."

"They also heard that the sister‑in‑law, a woman of equal valor, is studying medical texts on her own, preparing for the second‑half military medical examination!"

"This couple is a perfect match, and even their professions suit each other!"

"The military medical examination is very strict; out of a hundred applicants, perhaps only five to eight will stand out."

"In particular, the physical‑fitness test will eliminate more than half of them!"

"Lately many people have seen the sister‑in‑law running and training; just watching makes one tired, but her perseverance is truly strong......"

"Shen Man doesn't realize that, in the eyes of a group of soldiers, her image is one of unyielding resilience and commendable courage, developing toward that of an iron‑blooded maiden."

"In short, she is quite satisfied with her current pace of life, standard of living, and the man by her side!"

"To live, one must always have a goal and a belief."

She is no exception; she will unswervingly advance toward her goal of this life and past life!

Thus, another two days......

On the day of the Sub-space Recovery Countdown, it was the early morning, and the hunt was about to begin.

During the three days Lu Manman spent recuperating in the hospital, they ate and drank well; the mother and daughter finished all the meat cans, and the fruit cans too.

To avoid anyone noticing their good provisions, Lu Manman poured the food brought by the nurses into the space's foot-washing basin.

Empty cans were also tossed in; when she had a moment, she'd discard them, anyway, inside the space they wouldn't give off any strange odor.

She had everything planned; this morning she would complete her discharge procedures.

For her mother, she prepaid one month's rent first, allowing her mother to continue resting and recuperating.

She would first head back to the Tieluju Jiayuan, put on a miserable front, and enjoy the jokes of Gu Tingchen and his siblings.

Just as she was happily fantasizing, her vision suddenly went dark, she collapsed onto the hospital bed, unconscious.

"Manman? My daughter?"

Zhang Xue Mei jumped in fright, quickly shook the bell, and called for a nurse......

Here on Sea Island, inside the Jiashuyuan, Shen Man made an excuse to go to the bathroom at night, refused male accompaniment, holding a flashlight, she went alone to the restroom.

After locking the door from the inside, she entered the space directly.

"Meow!"

"Master, quick look, the Fu Kongjian has been taken back; Lu Manman really isn't tidy, she's made a lot of trash in the space......"

Tangyuan first excitedly reported, then mercilessly complained.

Then she waved her paws, telekinetically moving the trash far away, so as not to bother the master.

Shen Man's time was limited; she couldn't chat too long with Tangyuan, merely taking a quick look around, she discovered Lu Manman was a little genius.

She got her a bunch of antiques, calligraphy and paintings for free!

Although she doesn't understand them, the fact that the other party packed them so preciously in boxes and crates shows they certainly have an extraordinary origin!

Besides these, there were three or four thousand cash tickets, and several national grain coupons.

She even saw over ten sets of new women's clothing?

You can't tell, but Lu Manman with her dark skin really loves pink........

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