The Bright Sword of Changjin Lake becomes stronger

Chapter 26 Let the Bullets Fly (for further reading)

"Zhang Taofang! Is that the Zhang Taofang I know?"

Wu Qianli was startled by the name of the gun god, and then he was a little confused.

If it was true, he would be very honored to be able to learn marksmanship with this legendary spear god.

"Hahaha, it seems that Company Commander Wu should have agreed, so without further ado, let's go to the shooting range now."

Zhang Taofang watched Wu Qianli stare at him in a daze, his eyes were cloudy and sunny, he was a little scared, and hurriedly pulled Wu Qianli to the direction of the shooting range.

When Ping He heard about the marksmanship sparring, he got up with great interest and wanted to follow along.

"Let's go, bastard, let's go and see the excitement, I want to see what tricks this battalion commander is going to pull up."

Yu Congrong scratched the back of his head and pulled Wu Wanli to follow.

As a maniac on the battlefield, it would be embarrassing for him to let him rest in the yard suddenly at this moment, so he might as well have some fun.

When they arrived at the shooting range, for the sake of fairness, all the marksmanship testers got the same Mosin Nagant rifle, and there were still targets standing in front of them.

"Zhang Battalion Commander, how can I compare with Zhang Qiangshen?"

Wu Qianli stroked the Mosin Nagant and thought it felt pretty good, but it hadn't been used for a long time, so he glanced at it a few times, looking for his feeling and said.

"Company Commander Wu, what are you talking about? If you want to say that I am a sharpshooter, hahaha, you are too proud."

Zhang Taofang, who had been aggressively carrying a gun to challenge Wu Qianli, suddenly blushed at this moment.

Although he has long been determined to become a gun master, but after all, his current record is really nothing to show for it, and he is a little embarrassed to be praised like this.

"Haha, that's right, Wu Lian has been on the battlefield for a long time, so don't use words like this to punish the juniors."

Seeing that Wu Qianli had such a high opinion of Zhang Taofang, Zhang Li became curious.

Logically speaking, everyone is an old soldier, so it shouldn't be easy to convince others. It can be seen that there is no hypocrisy in Wu Qianli's expression, which makes him a little confused.

"Hey, Brother Yu, why do you say that he is the gun master? My brother's shot can even knock down the birds in the sky. It is obvious that my brother is the gun master."

Wu Wanli, who followed, heard Wu Qianli's high evaluation, and immediately pulled Yu Congrong beside him with some dissatisfaction, and asked in a low voice.

"Hey, what do you know, you bastard, our company commander is being polite to others, even I, Lao Yu, a big bastard, understands, you are really stupid."

Yu Congrong puffed up his chest, and said with a little pride, this is a rare opportunity for him to use his brain to think about the ways of the world, and he feels that he thinks very clearly.

Looking at Wu Wanli, he felt that as a king of understanding, his IQ was not on the same level as Wu Wanli's, so he sighed with a bit of distress.

"Is it the gun god? You can see the real chapter on the battlefield in the future, but I'm afraid it's not interesting to compare it so dryly. Why don't you add some color?"

As Wu Qianli spoke, he looked at Battalion Commander Zhang, with a smile in his eyes, and his whole face suddenly turned into a chrysanthemum, but he felt a bit chilly looking at Battalion Commander Zhang.

"Oh, Company Commander Wu, just say what you want to make a fortune, don't stare at me like that, it makes me feel uncomfortable."

As soon as Zhang Yingchang spoke, he suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart. He always felt that this kid, like an old fox, was scheming about himself.

"Hahaha, ouch, why is Battalion Commander Zhang nervous? I don't want to bet big. As long as I win this game, I will only take two people to your security camp once."

"Then if we see alcohol, cigarettes, etc., as long as we can take it away, it will all be mine!"

Wu Qianli smiled and looked at Battalion Commander Zhang, just like a jackal looks at a lamb.

"Okay, okay, don't you just bring two people? Even if you go to get it, how much can you get?"

Zhang Li looked at the robber Wu Qianli's smile, nodded silently, and added something in his heart.

"Anyway, if I hide everything, you may not be able to find it, so just give away something at that time."

"Then if you lose, what will you give?"

As soon as Zhang Taofang heard that there was still a bet, her eyes lit up instantly, and it was much more fun now.

"We have fought so many battles in the Seventh Interlude Company, and we have seized a lot of canned luncheon meat. If you win, bring two people with you, and take as much as you can!"

Wu Qianli smiled, patted his chest as a guarantee.

At the first glance, everyone seemed to be doing a good job, after all, they were just exchanging rare and edible meat for cigarettes and alcohol, so Battalion Commander Zhang also nodded and agreed.

"I am the company commander...I want to compare too!"

Although Ping He's wounds hadn't healed yet, and it wasn't even long after he took out the shrapnel, he was really itchy about the shooting.

"No problem, go get the gun, let's have fun with Battalion Commander Zhang and the others."

Wu Qianli hesitated for a moment, and first looked at the injury on Pinghe's hand, not because he was afraid of losing or something, but because he hoped that Pinghe could heal the injury as much as possible first.

But seeing that Ping He was eager to try, and looked full of energy, he also relaxed and agreed to him.

"Okay, let's hit the 50 targets first to warm up for the distance of 10 meters."

"I am in a team with Battalion Commander Zhang, and you, Company Commander Wu, are in a team with Ping He from your company. The team that can hit the most rings will win!"

Zhang Taofang was quite eager to try, she wiped the muzzle of the gun, her eyes immediately became sharp and said.

"My old Zhang is also an upright man. I don't want to take advantage of you. Don't you have wounded? If we have the same number of targets, you will win."

Battalion Commander Zhang was expressionless and humble on the surface, but in reality he was very happy. He never believed that a wounded man could perform well.

"boom--"

Pinghe didn't talk too much nonsense. As soon as Battalion Commander Zhang finished speaking, he immediately raised his gun.

After only aiming for half a second, he fired a single shot, and the bullet accurately penetrated the center of the ring, making a good start.

"boom--"

"boom--"

Another two shots in a row, taking advantage of the almost unchanged wind speed and the feeling he had just found in his heart, Ping He hit two shots again.

"boom--"

"boom……"

"..."

At this moment, Pinghe seemed to have merged into a state of being one with the gun, and the pain in his body was relieved.

Under concentration, he seemed to only be able to see the target in front of him, and only feel the wind direction in his hand.

Just like that, Ping He fired ten shots in succession without the slightest hesitation.

"Ten rings for the first shot!"

"The second shot is nine point nine rings!"

"Third gun ten rings!"

"..."

"The eighth shot is nine point eight rings!"

"Ninth spear and ten rings!"

"Ten guns and ten rings!"

(End of this chapter)