"Hey! Don't scare him." Gil tried his best to comfort the excited two people.

Natasha shook her head: "This matter... you let me think about it."

"Are you still hesitating?" Vasilita, the director of the track and field club, stretched out his head. He was so anxious that he could no longer care about his own image.

This move is really a bit disgusting.

It seems that if he wants to calm down the storm, he must join one of them.

"enough!"

Suddenly, Natasha banged the table. She changed her usual calmness and said sternly: "That's what the shooting club is."

"Smart choice! Dear Comrade Kharkova, you will soon be a cadre."

Now, Nikita, the director of the shooting club, is the happiest, and Vasily, the other person from the track and field club, has nothing to say.

Natasha also understood that now that she had made her choice, she would have more activities in her future campus life.

Shooting club? Shooting? Really fun.

But if she does this, she will have to study harder. She estimates that some of the time for self-study in the future will have to give way to club activities.

No, just after dinner in the cafeteria, Nikita, the director of the shooting club, took a document and found Natasha who was receiving special math training from the class teacher in the class.

Now, the head teacher Brodsky has learned about the girl's choice. Does he have any objection? No! Instead, he is worried about the children picked up by the club. One of the best female snipers has joined, and those boys are proud of their shooting skills.

He was bound to be slapped hard in the face.

A document was placed on Natasha's desk.

"If you sign it, you will be an official member of our club." Nikita said.

Now that she has received approval from her teacher Brodsky, Natasha has nothing to worry about.

She used the pen that Jill gave her for the first time and signed her name.

"Well done, Comrade Kharkova, I will come to see you after school tomorrow afternoon. Our club is holding a meeting in the activity room, and I will also explain the rules and regulations to you."

"Okay, I'll go back."

There are various clubs in any middle school. For Natasha, before the war broke out, she was a member of the shooting club of Mozyr Middle School. Therefore, before she joined the army, she already had a good shooting memory. And long-term

Fighting made her skills superb.

What is the difference between Perm and Mozyr, the school shooting club? Before going to meet new friends, Natasha felt that she had to explain it to her classmates in the dormitory.

However, when she was not paying attention, her participation in the club was already known to everyone in Class Six.

The campus boulevard at night is a good place to gather and chat even if the weather is cold.

"Jill, you got to know him in just a few days?" The speaker was Nikita, the director of the shooting club. "He is really a beautiful girl."

"Of course, don't doubt my vision." Jill responded proudly.

"The matter has been settled. I didn't expect those in track and field to argue with me. Fortunately, your girl made a wise choice."

"Ah! My girl?"

"Are you still pretending to be stupid? You didn't care about the club in the first place. If she didn't join us, why did you join us unexpectedly?" Nikita emphasized again: "Don't worry, I won't compete with you. Besides,

, she has already accepted your gift."

"Yes, I gave her a pen at noon. It's my father's treasure."

"Is it true?" Nikita was surprised at first, and then sighed slightly: "You are so willing. Your efforts seem to have paid off. The patterned pen she used when signing her signature was a gift from you, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Gil was really elated. He stamped his feet vigorously. If it weren't for the prohibition on making loud noises on campus, he would have laughed loudly.

Gil's excitement dissipated the coldness, and his mood suddenly became very good.

Nikita shrugged: "Jill, you should calm down. Seriously, you joined our club just because of a girl? This reason is really romantic."

"Is there something wrong? Besides, I want to join the army. Strengthening shooting training now will be good for me in the future."

"Oh? Your parents agreed?" Nikita asked.

"Can I, an excellent member of Lenin's Communist Youth League, refuse the call of the country and the people?" Gil raised his chest and deliberately said something big.

"That's fine." Nikita shook his head, "I will definitely join the army after graduation. If there is a recruitment meeting and the school still retains my student status, I will join the army immediately. This is the wish of all members of our shooting club. We

Just to join the army."

"We shouldn't care too much about our parents' opinions on this matter. We must first accept the call of the country and fulfill our obligations as men. Those girls in the club..."

"Them?" Nikita shrugged, "They all intend to join the army. Do you know that Speroskina? This girl has been introduced in several issues of Pravda."

"Yes, I know."

"She is the pride of those girls, as well as Pavlyuchenko, and many others. Everyone wants to become a new hero. I think the newly joined Kharkova is the most likely to become a new hero."

"Maybe." Jill thought about it hard, and realized that the gap between herself and Natasha in terms of shooting was not even the slightest.

"By the way, girls who join the army usually become field doctors, right?" Jill suddenly asked.

"It depends on the person. Natasha should have good shooting ability, she may be included in the sniper team. Jill, you have to pay attention. Pravda said that Pavlyuchenko is the male observer who married her.

Gil, after you join the army, you must be Kharkova's observer, and you must form a team."

"Yes! Thank you for your advice."

Gil and Nikita, the director of the shooting club, are old acquaintances. They are both citizens of Perm, and their fathers also work in government agencies.

The two were classmates in elementary school. After finishing seventh grade, they were both admitted to Perm Middle School No. 1. It was not until the new school was divided into classes that the two were separated.

As Nikita said, most of the students who join the shooting club intend to become volunteers.

Infected by a strong spirit of patriotism, the club has more than 70 members and is still increasing slowly.

Most of these members are students in the ninth and tenth grades. Considering that there are only more than 900 students in the two grades, the proportion is not low.

At night, 203 slept.

"Natasha, those two ministers are looking for you, must they be trying to get you to join them, right?" As soon as Natasha came back, she was pulled by Lyudmila and asked.

"Yes, Liu De, they asked me to join a club. I don't think I have the right to refuse."

"Of course. If you don't join, they will always pester you." Lyudmila seemed to understand everything, "Okay, tell me which one you joined."

"It's a shooting club."

Natasha's words were naturally noticed by everyone in the bed.

Anna threw the book on the bed and scurried over: "As expected, I still want to play with guns. My dear, your skills will put those pretentious boys to shame."

"It's... not bad."

"Hey." Anna sighed with pretense of regret, "I'm not afraid of guns, I just don't like them."

"Forget it, you are just afraid of making a fool of yourself in front of a group of boys." Lyudmila said.

Anna stuck out her tongue weirdly, she really didn't want to join the crowd of men.

Anna suddenly rushed behind Lilia again, holding the shoulders of this quiet girl with glasses with both hands: "Maybe, our Lilia should participate."

"Me? Let's forget it." Lilia refused instinctively.

"Why not? You dare to shoot, and your shooting skills are also very good."

"But……"

Natasha saw all this and said nothing, but in her heart she hoped that Lilia would go with her. Everything still depends on her choice.

Anna, on the other hand, tried her best to persuade her to join, as if she was a lobbyist invited by the club, which really made Lilia tireless.

"Oh, please stop shaking me. I...I'm really..."

"Forget it." Anna stopped and looked at Natasha again, "Look, she is still quite timid. Natasha, I really don't know what magic you used to make her bold that day."

"Where is the magic?" Natasha gave Lilia a wink and returned to her bed with the book in hand. "When a person is brave, he is not afraid of anything. Hey, Lilia!"

"Yeah, I'm listening."

"I would like you to join, but I won't force you."

"Thank you, I think... I'll think about it."

If Lilia could be as brave as herself, or Lilia would be in a situation where she was forced to join the army, or she would also be a refugee entering the swamp.

At that time, she had to join the army. She had no choice but to go to the battlefield. As for the battlefield, the more cowardly you are, the easier it is to die in battle. Only soldiers who are brave, smart and need some luck will live longer.

Although this Lilia has the potential to become a precise shooter, if she still refuses, then don't force it anymore.

After school on Tuesday afternoon, Natasha met Nikita, the director of the shooting club, and several people from the club who came with her. What surprised her was that the monitor, Jill, did not go to the cafeteria immediately, but stayed.

"Comrade Khalkova, from today on, we are comrades in the same club."

"Yes, there is a gathering today. I am happy to meet you all."

"Very well, let's hold a vote by the way to elect a new deputy minister. I think this position belongs to you."

"Ah? Isn't this too abrupt?"

"The club also pays attention to democracy. Let's not talk about it for now. We will have dinner first and then go to the activity room. We want to welcome you, a potential member."
To be continued...