Boom! Boom! Boom!
Amidst a series of explosions like the sound of frying beans, the dummies positioned a hundred steps away shattered into pieces, with every wooden and grass-made figure being torn apart.
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The next moment, a sharp whistle pierced the ears of everyone at the training ground, as a squad of soldiers with firearms advanced swiftly, aiming their weapons at the dummies ahead.
Meanwhile, the firearm shooters who had just fired retreated in unison, yielding the combat space.
Gunshots rang out again.
Wave after wave, squad after squad of firearm shooters moved forward in an orderly fashion, their bullets—each packed with tremendous lethality—rapidly decimating the dense dummy formation.
In the end, only a few broken wooden poles were left standing.
At this moment, Shangguan Wuji, who was observing the exercise beside the training ground, shook his head with a very complex look in his eyes.
