Chapter 0611

“Thank you, sir,” I say, beaming up to him, proud and pleased myself.

“Don’t thank me yet,” he says, looking back towards the Castle. “I moved your target out to 1,800 meters. Good luck with that.”

I gape at the Captain as he walks away, smirking, because…that is such crap! 1,800 meters is – it’s going to be impossible!

“You can do it,” Jackson murmurs, wrapping his arm around me and pulling me towards the ladder I use to climb up into my blind. “Just…going to take some practice.”

“Great, more practice!” I snap, glaring down at him and shaking my head as I start to climb. “And when do you imagine I’m going to learn this sharp shooting too!? Are we going to start getting up at 3:00, instead of 4:00 in the morning!?”