From here, Su Yuan saw the hope of fighting against the Japanese invaders. Although it was a small training ground, everyone in the field was practicing enthusiastically. Not to mention the commander in front of him who was learning humbly, the soldiers in the field were also training for excellence.
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Some used the stabbing protective gear seized from the Japanese during the war to practice stabbing. The simple obstacle course flashed the strong figures of the soldiers, while those who practiced marksmanship stood still and raised their guns to aim at the distant targets.
Target……
However, everyone soon felt strange about the constant gunfire from the shooting range. It was Huzi practicing shooting. The soldiers around him had never seen anyone practicing marksmanship like this. The Eighth Route Army was in short supply of weapons and ammunition. They had no central government.
The weapons in their hands were all captured from the battlefield. Each soldier only had limited bullets in his hands, so most of the exercises were aiming exercises without shooting, but the new soldier in front of him was different.
There was already a pile of bright yellow bullet casings under his feet. Although the target showed that his level was not very good, he had no intention of stopping and continued to shoot one after another.
Finally, some soldiers around looked distressed and stepped forward and said: "Comrade, I don't practice marksmanship like you!"
Huzi thought he had some clever tricks up his sleeve, so he stopped and asked, "Can you tell me how to become a sharpshooter?"
"Sharpshooter!" The surrounding soldiers had smiles on their faces, thinking that this person was thinking too high. Most of these people were guards brought by the leaders. They were all very good at marksmanship, but they were only talking about the level of shooters.
At best, he is a special shooter, and no one dares to boast that he is a sharpshooter.
One of them kindly reminded: "This sharpshooter is not someone you want to be, and we are short of ammunition. You should practice your aim more."
"You didn't say anything." Huzi replied after hearing this: "My elder brother said that given my conditions, I can only practice more."
Seeing Hu Zi continue to shoot, everyone felt sorry for the bullet but also felt a little resistant to what he said was his elder brother's idea. Some people couldn't help but said: "It seems that your elder brother is not very good. How can we rely on so many people?"
Trained with bullets!”
Hearing that the other party despised his savior, Huzi immediately became unhappy and immediately turned around and shouted: "Who are you? My eldest brother is right."
Everyone was stunned. This young warrior spoke too arrogantly. Before they could speak, another person on the side spoke, which made them choke. That was Li Zhuang, "Huzi, what nonsense are you listening to?
The bullets were seized from you, you can shoot them however you want."
"Comrade, how can you talk like that?" the people around said unconvinced.
"Everyone has his own way. Aren't you just taking the carrot and not worrying about it?" Xiao Wu on the side also interjected: "It is a good way to practice the marksmanship to fight the Japanese."
Seeing them and the surrounding guards fighting against each other, except for Hu Zi, they all broke out of countless bloody battles and hail of bullets. And the surrounding guards themselves were not convinced by ordinary soldiers like them. These people
They are all carefully selected. Not only are they clever and talented, but their marksmanship is also top-notch.
Immediately, someone among the guard soldiers stood up and said: "It seems that you are in the same group. From what you said, it seems that your marksmanship is good. Do you want to go out and try it?" Others did not know the details, but the soldiers around saw the tiger.
They didn't take his son's performance seriously.
"I've been bored these days." Chen Xingwen on the side got excited. He immediately came over and said, "Let's compete. If we lose, we'll wash our clothes." They also didn't treat these soldiers who were far away from the front line.
Keep it in mind.
"Okay, we won't bully anyone." The guards were unconvinced and immediately challenged them: "There are four of you, and we will send four of you, and you will each find an opponent from among us."
Li Zhuang thought for a while and felt that no one on his side would lose to the other party except Hu Zi, so he immediately nodded in agreement. However, to be on the safe side, he added: "It is difficult to make a decision in the competition between these four people. What will happen if it ends in a tie?"
Let’s do it this way, our company commander is here too, so let’s just send out five people.”
"That's fine." Only then did everyone realize that they were brought by company-level cadres at most, and they were already sure of victory. After the four of them each selected an opponent from a dozen guards, Li Zhuang said again:
"There is no need to choose our company commander's opponent. You should choose the one with the best marksmanship."
Immediately, the guard soldiers pushed out one person, and they set up the target again to prepare for the competition. The soldiers on the surrounding training ground saw the excitement and gathered around them one after another.