“Damn it!” you cursed.
You were inside of the old secret Hydra base at the shooting range. Using an ACR gun, you were trying to hit each and every target that the old that still worked computer had set up for you. Every pop up human cut out with targets that were placed over various spots that could kill a human, were missed by you. You couldn’t even hit the targets that were against the wall.
Ever since the accident, you just weren’t the same. A couple of months back you had gotten into an incident that had you in a small coma and when you woke up, you barely remembered anything about your past life. You were still recovering lost information now. When it was declared by the doctors that you would be good to work, you immediately went to the shooting range.
Thank goodness no one was watching you now or else you would be so embarrassed. You wanted to join an organization that did good for once and only the top agencies accepted silked agents. Not someone who cou