?Chapter 292:
Katelyn found it difficult to focus on the rifle she was holding, let alone the target ahead.
The air around her seemed to grow hotter by the moment, almost as if it were going to burn away her breath.
“It’s your first time handling a sniper rifle. It might be tough for you,” Vincent remarked.
He adjusted his stance, lowering himself to align his eyes with Katelyn’s at the same level. Their bodies were closely pressed together.
The heat of the summer day intensified, separated only by their thin clothing.
Vincent’s tone became firm, like a teacher instructing a student. “Now concentrate. You’ve only got one shot at this.”
Katelyn took a deep breath, pushing aside all distractions from her mind.
She lined up her shot as best as she could, with Vincent helping to adjust her grip.
The target, 20 meters away, appeared clearly defined through the scope.
Narrowing her eyes, Katelyn pulled the trigger with determination.
Bang!
The gun discharged, and the recoil knocked Katelyn off her feet, causing her to let out an involuntary groan.
While she had mentally braced herself for the rifle’s kick, the actual force was stronger than she’d anticipated.
A single shot from such a rifle could easily leave a bruise on the shoulder.
Instead of crashing to the ground, Katelyn found herself caught by a soft, human shield.
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Vincent had positioned himself to cushion her fall.
After a brief moment of disorientation, Katelyn realized what had happened.
She had just fired the shot when the recoil sent her tumbling. As a result, Vincent had ended up falling with her.
Typically, those who handle such powerful rifles have strong core muscles or arger physique.
Katelyncked both.
Feeling the ache in her shoulder, Katelyn looked at Vincent with concern. “Mr. Adams, are you alright?”
Vincent, lying on the ground, smiled indulgently with a touch of resignation.
“Do you understand now why I didn’t want you to shoot on your own?”
Katelyn’s cheeks flushed bright red, and she nodded, her lower lip caught between her teeth.
“I didn’t realize it would be that powerful.”
Had Vincent not been right behind her, she would have hit the ground hard after the shot.
At that moment, Katelyn felt a mix of gratitude and self-me. Herck of inquiry about the potential effects and her impulsiveness had led to the mishap.
Vincent seemed unfazed by the incident, offering a slight smile. He said to Katelyn, “Your right shoulder might bruise over the next few days and may not handle stress well. This is quitemon, so don’t be too upset about it.”
At his words, Katelyn suddenly became conscious of the pain in her shoulder.
ncing down, she noticed the skin around her shoulder was reddening.
“I think I’ll switch to a smaller handgun. This sniper rifle doesn’t suit me.”
“That’s a good idea. But could you please get off me first?” Vincent’s smile broadened. He couldn’t help but find Katelyn endearing at that moment.
Katelyn quickly snapped out of her thoughts and hastily stood up.
She had been so preupied with concern for Vincent that she hadn’t realized she was still on top of him. In essence, Vincent had been cushioning her fall.
Vincent got to his feet and brushed off his clothes casually.
Katelyn, looking somewhat sheepish, apologized once again.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Adams. I didn’t realize what I was doing.”
Vincent responded calmly, “It’s okay.”
He then nced toward the target. “You scored a nine. That’s actually quite impressive for a beginner. Want to try another shot?”
Katelyn chewed on her lip, eyeing the sniper rifle next to her with a mix of desire and hesitation.
Unbeknownst to them, two pairs of eyes from nearby had witnessed the entire scene.
“One seethed with anger, while the other simmered with jealousy and resentment.”
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