Zachary and a few other members were training their target practice in the basement. "Bang! Bang!" The gunshots kept ringing in their ears. Although they wore ear mufflers, the sound still made their eardrums tremble.
Gradually, the entire ground beside their feet was filled with empty bullet shells. From the looks of it, each of them had fired at least a hundred shots.
"Alright guys, let's call it a day," Sienna looked at her watch, took off her ear muffler, and said.
Everyone who was there stopped shooting. Sienna walked over to Zachary, pulled out a black pistol, and handed it to Zachary, saying, "This is for you!"
"For me!" Hearing Sienna's words, Zachary was surprised. He instinctively took the pistol and stroked it in his hands for a moment.
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