My Ex Secretary's
Chapter 33: The Rifle

It does not feel seven days have passed, the match day for military members will begin in winter time will arrive and cold temperatures begin to enter the London area . In every tent belonging to each clan deeply felt the aura of ambition of every group that wanted to win and of course carried a name both for the country and its clan.

The Lion~ Clan Tent

A gallant and muscular man was ready with his weapon he had placed on his back, with the clothes of military member Leonex Martin looking very handsome and dashing.

"Remember if you're afraid you can back down because I don't need a weak member" coldly Leon stared intently at his members.

"Each captain" they said firmly. Leon saw the map that was where they raced, each post has its own wave from starting to shoot using a gun, rifle, or using daggers, grenades or designing bombs and others. Of course all the members of heaven divided the group and Leon would follow the match in the rifle and dagger section. 'I will defeat you Snake clan' Smirk Leon.

The Serpent~ Clan Tent

A man who is ready with pistol equipment and firearms {firearms} is attached to his waist and do not forget the grenade that is always carried by the man who is the highest officer in his military, he said, Rangga Nypole's.

Rangga explained his methods and some judgments and opponents that must be considered or feared so that their clan knows the shortcomings and incompetence of other clans. Rangga who is focused and meticulous in explaining is inversely proportional to the woman who is relaxed sitting while looking at the sharpness of her dagger.

"Luna did you hear my explanation!" asked Rangga firmly. Yes, the woman who was sitting in the chair was Luna Nypole who would take part in the Rifle race and of course the dagger, actually he wants to follow the other part as well but unfortunately the race for the military part and part for the mafia race day is close together which makes him have to maintain his stamina and endurance.

"Yes" Luna replied briefly. Rangga stepped his foot towards his sister and held her shoulder firmly.

"Remember not to lose because I do not want any life flying in the arena dagger" said Rangga while gripping the two for his sister.

"Light may be the brother who will be lost if the wrong bomb sequence" Smirk Luna until the sound of a mic is heard from outside their tent which indicates everyone must be prepared in position because the match will begin.

"We better get out and prepare before we're disqualified" another member of the army said.

"Listen, Officer" said Luna, spelling out the last word she said. Rangga could only exhale looking at his sister's behavior.

" take all the equipment and remember no one is left behind and do not get the wrong location" Rangga ordered loudly.

"Ready to do" they answered simultaneously and immediately took weapons, bullets, cables for bombs and others. The sound of the absorption of running steps was heard at the moment when all the clans had already exited their tents and headed for their respective match locations. Some have run to the location, some are preparing and some are tidying up their ranks.

"***Ready grak...

"The one behind me tidied...

"Travel***....

Rifle~ Arena

Luna was ready with her rifle weapon, the black Barrett M82. His hands tied his long hair in the style of a ponytail. he only wears his army pants and short shirt because winter still has not entered their area and of course because the number of people in the rifle area makes a little sultry even though the temperature has cooled.

"All participants please prepare to be ready" said the host at this match. Luna put her foot into the place where she shot, let alone this match they used a sequence number.

"Number Seven" muttered Luna and placed her rifle right in the position that had written Number seven. The male and female arenas are separated by a towering iron fence. The sound of the first whistle was heard and all the participants were already in a down position while holding their rifles. Their eyes must focus on shooting towards the moving target and of course the cold temperature has hit their skin and the whistle sounds again.

It was then that the gunshot sounds of several rifles lined up and used by each participant sounded loud. Many bullets are fired to hit the target on target, a gust of wind blew over their skin but no one wanted to disturb their focus until the whistle sounded again and each participant had to stop the pull of their trigger.

The organizers' footsteps immediately approached the target to find out who hit the most perfect target and there was no shortage of it.

"*For the Serpent Clan Women's Group number 7"

"For the Male Group of the Lion Clan number 12*"

There was a loud notification from the Committee that escaped and hit all targets on target. All clapped as they looked to each participant with their respective numbers.

Luna stood up from her shooting position while holding her rifle weapon. Her hair was a little messy because the wind still made her body that contained and beautiful was very charming.

"Something seems to be up against me" Smirk Luna stared at the corner where he was far from where he was the rifle arena for the boys. Not much different from the women who secluded the smirknya there are other men who stared intently towards a special group of women.

"The snake clan turns out you didn't give up" cold Leon and of course the man with the cold aura was the Leonex Martin man who shot perfectly in the direction of his moving target and of course quickly because the time needed should not be longtime. Two living beings who stared at each other but were blocked by the barrier and the people who lined up in his position. The two people created by the almighty to meet or not because if there wills then all will happen even though the obstacles that will be faced they will be very dangerous for their families and even their lives by oneself.

Luna took her foot out of the rifle arena and allowed the other participants to start over. His cold and flat gaze accompanied every step of his foot towards another place. But his heart felt a strong ambition and determination to defeat the same person as himself.

"intriguing" luna said in her heart and moved her legs towards her seat because in this round they will be selected and complained every round to leave some members of the military clan who will fight for the 1st rank in the fight gun race.

🔫Sorry late update there is a personal issue, so thank you.