The shooting range was half empty, which was good, no one would disturb the shooting lessons. In this case, everything should be accurate, but alas, the last shot failed because someone approached you from behind.

Turning your head, you saw that none other than Captain MacMillan was watching you. He crossed his arms and smiled slightly under his mask. — And you’re not bad... Have you thought about joining my squad as a sniper? — Mac says with obvious respect.