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Chapter 223 My Existence Is To Hit People

In the backyard of Liu Mansion in Tianjin City, sixteen young officers between the ages of 20 and 30 were standing upright.

"All of you standing here are elites, otherwise you would not have been sent to me by Master Yuan. (Read the full text of Prince Xiaoyao in the Early Tang Dynasty)." Liu Zhenming put his hands behind his back and walked slowly in front of them.

These young heroes were sent by Yuan Shikai and were about to join the spy team he led.

Most of them are low-level officers with one or two special skills, and most of them have studied surveying and mapping at the Armed Forces Academy. At this time, they are no better than later generations, who can know various terrain structures just by scanning satellites.

Therefore, these people must first be able to draw military maps, which is the most basic requirement for becoming a spy.

When these people heard Liu Zhenming's praise, they all showed a hint of elation on their faces.

"However, you have obtained Master Yuan's approval, but you may not be able to get my approval. If you do not get my approval, then you will have to go back and forth from where you came." Liu Zhenming suddenly stopped and raised his eyes.

He sternly swept over everyone one by one, and everyone who was swept away felt awe and chills.

Liu Zhenming said contemptuously: "Actually, in my heart, you are all unqualified as spies. You are just picking the taller ones from the dwarfs. Forget it, in my hands, even if you are a piece of shit, I can make you

He turned into shit worth a thousand dollars."

Sixteen people, including Wu Peifu, all turned red in the face. Liu Zhenming's words treated them all like shit. They were all arrogant and arrogant. They had never been treated like this. (Zi Jin)

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Immediately, a young man jumped out. Suppressing the anger in his heart, he said confidently: "Sir, I don't agree with your words. The ruler is short and the inch is strong. Maybe we don't have your sword."

The French are powerful, but modern warfare is not just about bayonets. We all graduated from the Armed Forces School with honors. I believe that among our peers, few can surpass us."

This young man naturally recognized Liu Zhenming, who was playing one-on-five outside Tianjin. Although he admired Liu Zhenming in his heart, he just regarded Liu Zhenming as a reckless man, but he did not expect that he would now follow this reckless man to collect information.

He is not happy with the Russian military situation. Even if you graduated from a German school, so what? Are we necessarily inferior to you?

Moreover, this young man was very cunning and had already avoided what he considered to be Liu Zhenming's most powerful bayonet fight.

When everyone else heard what the young man said, they all looked at Liu Zhenming with provocative eyes. Only Wu Peifu was secretly worried about Liu Zhenming.

Liu Zhenming stared at his unyielding eyes for a while, then suddenly laughed and said: "Very good, I like young people to be energetic most. What are you good at?"

"Marksmanship!" When talking about his strengths, the young man looked proud.

"Okay, then let me see your marksmanship." Liu Zhenming asked for two German Mauser 98 rifles and looked at a tree about a hundred meters away in the courtyard. There was a group of sparrows chirping on it.

is shouting.

"As for the sparrows on the tree, whoever kills more sparrows will win." Liu Zhenming said calmly as he quickly disassembled the two rifles into various parts and placed them on the ground.

The young man couldn't help showing a solemn expression when he saw his skillful technique.

"Wu Peifu, you count!" After Liu Zhenming shouted, he took out a piece of black cloth from his arms, looked at the puzzled people, and said with a smile: "I like to touch my eyes when loading the gun, so that I can feel it.

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Gulu, Gulu, everyone couldn't help but look at each other. They all thought that Liu Zhenming was too arrogant, especially the young man who competed, and decided in his heart to teach Liu Zhenming a lesson (the latest chapter of Heart Palpitations).

Whoever can load the gun first will be the first to shoot. Once the shot is fired, the sparrow will be frightened away. There is only a short time. As long as he is fast enough, the arrogant Liu Daxia will surely kill a sparrow.

None of the birds hit.

Liu Zhenming covered his eyes, and everyone looked at the two of them nervously. They shared the same hatred and hoped that the young man could kill Liu Zhenming's majesty.

"Start!" Seeing that the two of them were ready, Wu Peifu shouted urgently.

Immediately, the two of them moved their hands rapidly like clockwork machines. In fact, Liu Zhenming had previously placed the gun parts in order. Even though he was covered with a black cloth now, he could still follow his memory.

Quickly pick up the parts and install them.

"Quick, quick! The one named Liu is about to get better."

Among the more than ten young talents who were watching, someone finally couldn't help but urge the young man, because they found that even with his eyes covered, Liu Zhenming was a few points faster than the young man.

At a glance, the young man loading the gun felt even more anxious. A large amount of sweat broke out on his forehead, and his originally skillful movements became a little sluggish.

With a click, Liu Zhenming loaded the magazine, then gently pulled the white cloth covering his eyes, stood up suddenly and took aim at a small sparrow on the branch.

Bang!

With the sound of a gunshot, the sparrow began to suffer misfortune. The sparrow screamed and fell from the tree, while the other sparrows flew out of the branches in panic.

Bang bang bang…

Liu Zhenming had a cold face and mercilessly fired all the five bullets in the built-in magazine. The five sparrows were shot one after another and fell from the air (download the txt version of Vitality).

At this time, the young man loaded the gun and aimed at a sparrow that was behind him with sweating profusely. Of course, his shooting skills were not bad. He also shot down the sparrow. Then, when he

When I wanted to shoot again, the sparrows had already flown away, leaving only a group of foolish young talents.

Liu Zhenming threw the rifle to Wu Peifu, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it up and took a puff.

There was no need to count the results at all. Liu Zhenming had completely won. The young man was holding the rifle in despair and muttering to himself.

Liu Zhenming gave him a blow, then looked at the second man with a mustache, and asked calmly: "What are you good at?"

At this time, everyone had already been shocked by Liu Zhenming's performance, and they no longer dared to underestimate the bearded hero Liu in front of them. Wu Peifu was even more interested in watching it. He thought that he was with the right person this time.

The Bazi must carefully report a specialty: "Reply to the commander,"

"From now on, call me captain." Liu Zhenming interjected.

"Yes, Captain!" The man rolled his eyes. He originally had good marksmanship, but he didn't think he needed to see Liu Zhenming's marksmanship, so he couldn't help but said, "My Russian is not bad."

Since we are going to spy on the Russians' military situation, it is best if they can understand Russian.

Everyone was energetic again this time. They thought, Liu Ziqian is good at shooting and swordsmanship, but you can’t even speak Russian well. Some people even secretly gave a thumbs up to the mustache.

Liu Zhenming held a cigarette in one hand and asked in Russian unhurriedly: "What is your name and where are you from?"

The man with the mustache was shocked and quickly replied: "Reply to the captain. Zhang Wuyou is from Shandong."

"How many people are there in the family and what are they doing?" Liu Zhenming continued to ask in proficient Russian (read the full text of Jin Yong's Heroes).

At this time, the mustache was completely intimidated by Liu Zhenming and had to answer his questions. After a while, he stood still with a frustrated look on his face.

"Well, Russian is really good." Liu Zhenming nodded and walked to the third place. Although Liu Zhenming looked relaxed and casual on the outside, he was much more nervous in his heart. He thought to himself: Mr. Ge, fortunately I learned a little Russian before. If

If you continue to ask questions, the secret will be revealed. It seems that you need to spend more time learning.

Because he only had three skills, he took the lead and kept asking the guy with the mustache. Finally, he was speechless. If the guy with the mustache asked him, he probably wouldn't be able to answer some questions in Russian.

Everyone didn't know the mystery. At this time, the eyes they looked at Liu Zhenming were completely different. The original anger had turned into fear.

"What are you good at?"

"I graduated from the artillery department!"

"Well, let's start with the structure of the cannon and continue talking about how to use the cannon to fight in groups!"

After a while, another dejected person appeared.

"And you?"

"I'm good at riding, and I'm a cavalryman!"

Bring the horse! Pick up the saber, ride on it and slide around. Soon there is a man in ragged clothes. The officer who was a cavalry officer had many pieces of his clothes scratched out by Liu Zhenming.

After half a day, the fifteen young talents all stood together with shameful faces. They all competed with Liu Zhenming on literary, military and military skills, as long as they were related to marching and fighting. However, the result was that they were defeated.

, the heart is as gray as death.

Only the last one is left. These people are now convinced by Liu Zhenming, but they also want to know how powerful Liu Zhenming is.

Therefore, they all focused their attention on the last person. This person seemed to have a good relationship with the captain. Since he could get the attention of the captain, he must be outstanding (read the full text of those things in the office).

"Wu Peifu, what are you good at?" Liu Zhenming looked at Wu Peifu, who was standing far away.

The miserable situation of the dozen people in front of him made Wu Peifu no longer want to compete. He was distressed. Now when he heard Liu Zhenming's voice, he replied without thinking: "I am good at smoking opium!"

Bang!

Liu Zhenming gave him a hard blow!

"Captain!" Wu Peifu touched his head with a pleading look on his face.

"Get back in line!"

"Yes!" Wu Peifu immediately straightened his waist, saluted, and stood back in the queue.

This time, Liu Zhenming walked around in front of everyone with light steps.

"Do you feel the gap? I'm just telling you today what a spy is. One of the main tasks of a spy is to use illegal or legal means to steal information through secret or public channels, and also to carry out subversion, assassination, kidnapping, explosions, and psychological warfare.

, sabotage and other covert acts. Personnel who are dispatched or bribed to spy on secrets, intelligence or carry out sabotage activities." Liu Zhenming waved his hand upward vigorously and said forcefully: "What does this mean? It means that spies are always at their most dangerous.

In danger, surrounded by enemies, you must not only be good at disguise, be careful, and careful, but also be qualified in various military skills, so that you can survive well."

"Otherwise, you will end up dying at the hands of your enemies or your own people! Tell me, are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid!" Everyone raised their heads and shouted.

Liu Zhenming waved his hand and said with a smile: "I know you are not afraid, but you are not qualified, so you must accept my training. Of course, you do not need to use me as the object of transcendence, because my existence is to combat

Others.” (To be continued..)


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