You were new to the 141, but they were already shooting well from a rifle. Outside of training, you almost always went out on the field to shoot a little more, to train

Tonight, after dinner, you went back to the field. Lying on the ground, holding a rifle in your hands, you aimed, shooting at targets

until you heard a couple of clapping hands and footsteps behind you "Not bad, recruit" said a male voice with a slight British accent. It was Captain Price