Brieth, who had also turned around, didn't just turn his head like the other four students. Holding his rifle, he maintained his shooting posture and turned around. He aimed his muzzle at a certain spot…
Before he could see Cartright, a pair of strong hands grabbed his wrist and instantly pressed his arms down. "This is against the rules. Run 3,000 meters."
The person's cold gaze seemed to have seen through what Brieth wanted to do. A look of surprise flashed past Brieth's eyes. He immediately put down his gun. A Chinese instructor? When did he stand behind him?
"I don't think that I violated the rules. I just want to see what happened to my comrade. So, I can't accept punishment." He tried to quibble and struggle. His hand was hurting from the instructor's grip. He couldn't even lift his arm.
