"Bang!"

The deputy platoon commander's hand was grabbed by a cronie of Sheng Jiu next to him, this cronie is also one of Sheng Jiu's most trusted people, he and another person have been studying with Sheng Jiu since childhood, and they also followed Sheng Jiu's surname, one is called Sheng An, the other is called Sheng Fu, although martial arts and marksmanship are too far worse than Sheng Jiu, but they are much stronger than ordinary people, the most important thing is that this kind of person is a loyal person, if it weren't for Sheng Jiu's repeated care before going out to talk about civilization today, the two of them would have made a move, it is Sheng Jiu who made something to talk about civilization, Overwhelmed the two of them.

"I advise you not to use their guns, they will kill them if they make a move!" Sheng An said coldly.

"What? Want to get your hands dirty? The deputy platoon commander shouted with some unbearable faces. Then I tried to pull my hand out, but I didn't expect to be able to twitch after trying hard. Although Sheng An is far inferior to Sheng Jiu in terms of qualification and physical fitness, his foundation is still very solid after so many years of hard training.

At the same time, Zeng Yi and the four of them all raised their faces and looked at the deputy squad leader indifferently, and that kind of look was like looking at a dead person, which made people shudder.

At this time, as soon as Sheng An let go, the deputy squad leader couldn't help but take a few steps back, he was desperately trying to get out just now, and at this time he was almost thrown by his own strength, and he couldn't help but be annoyed and angry, and walked not far away angrily, picked up Fan Tiejun's Chuntian sniper rifle and shouted: "What kind of good gun do you think you are holding, look at it!" This is the most advanced sniper rifle, the American Springfield sniper rifle! Ever seen it? ”

In fact, at that time, the Garand sniper rifle had begun to gradually replace the Springfield sniper rifle, but the production was still very small, could not keep up with the demand, and did not flow into China. The Japanese-made Type 97 sniper rifle is really not very good, and the biggest advantage is that the smoke after shooting is very small and the concealment is very strong. There is no other merit. But the sniper rifle in Zeng's hand has been modified, and it has completely surpassed the Type 97 sniper rifle.

However, the Springfield sniper rifle was indeed a good gun, which was recognized in later generations. The gun in the hand of the deputy squad leader is also polished, which is indeed very eye-catching. Seeing that the whole audience was attracted by this gun, this made the deputy squad leader regain a certain sense of superiority, and he proudly found a stool to sit down.

At this time, Zeng waved his hands one by one and shouted in a low voice: "Six inches!" ”

The four brothers, as soon as they raised their hands at the same time, fired a shot at the stool under the butt of the deputy squad leader, in unison, and even the gunfire was like a shot, and the four bench legs were neatly interrupted from the middle at the same time, and the deputy squad leader sank down a section as if he had changed a stool, but he still sat on the bench steadily, that is, he was a little shorter.

Six inches above the ground is six inches off the ground, sure enough, as if measured, each bench leg was knocked off six inches, and the deputy squad leader also sank six inches, the deputy squad leader's expression was like seeing a ghost, it was not difficult to hit the bench leg, but four people shot at the same time, and there was no end gun aiming, but one-handed operation like a pistol. This has to be said to be very amazing. Everyone present was stunned. Looking at Zeng Yi again, they indifferently put away their guns and continued to eat, as if this had nothing to do with them!

The gunfire also alarmed several chiefs in the courtyard, Fan Tiejun hurriedly ran out to see what was going on, he knew the virtue of these people under him best, for fear that they would cause something.

Several chiefs in the courtyard also put down their dishes and chopsticks, waiting for Fan Tiejun to come back and report, Fan Tiejun ran back again, holding his sniper rifle in his hand, and yelled at Sheng Jiu: "Sheng Jiu! What do you mean? How dare your four gunmen shoot? ”

This is Sheng An also ran in, whispered a few words to Sheng Jiu, Sheng Jiu looked at Fan Tiejun and snorted: "They are Boss Zhuang's followers, if your people don't provoke them, they won't shoot!" ”

"What? Can't wait to show off your marksmanship? Come on, let your dealer come out, and I'll compete with him! Fan Tiejun has long wanted to compete with Zhuang Quan, he really wants to kill Zhuang Quan's prestige, because those rumors about Zhuang Quan are so incredible, he doesn't believe it at all!

"Just you? It's not that I underestimate you, you can win the four people outside the door, the four of them are Zhuang Quan's followers! Sheng Jiu said with some disdain.

"What? Let the four house slaves compare with me? Okay, let's get the four of them together! Fan Tiejun couldn't help but be angry, he thought that these four classes were Zhuang Quan's house slaves.

"You think too highly of yourself, I don't bully you, among the four of them, you pick one at random, win, I will immediately call my brother Zhuang Quan to you!" Sheng Jiu pursed his lips and said even more annoyingly. This time, even Fan Pengcheng felt that Sheng Jiu was too big.

"Good, good! Sheng Jiu hopes that the kung fu of your subordinates is better than your lip service! Fan Tiejun is simply a little furious, he has never been so underestimated.

"Huh! I think everyone can't wait to try it out, so let's go to the shooting range and shoot a few shots! In ancient times, there was a warm wine to kill Huaxiong, let's also have a warm wine than marksmanship? How is it? Zhang Guangzu saw that things were being messed up, so he said with a smile.

"Good! I just brought a jar of Shaoxing aged wine, let them take it to heat it up, let's just go and have a look, even Zhuang Quan's followers should not let us down! Fan Pengcheng also applauded and said loudly.

For this improvisation interspersed in the middle of the banquet. Everyone was very interested, and immediately followed Xiao Zhenbei to the shooting range, and all the soldiers crowded around the shooting range, wanting to see the marksmanship of Jin Suijun, the guard platoon commander, of course, Zeng Yi and the four of them were also the focus of attention of the audience, the behavior of these four people was too strange, silent, indifferent, without any expression!

This shooting range of the Eighth Route Army is actually very simple, that is, a few straw men are set up for the soldiers to practice aiming, and there is only one chance of live-fire training once a week, and the place is very large.

Now that it's a shooting competition, of course you can't use a straw man. However, due to the limited conditions, you can only use the wine bottle as a target, and the visual effect of this thing is good, once it hits and falls apart, you can see it clearly.

"Six hundred meters! If it's three or four hundred meters, you can go back, I don't have time to accompany you! As soon as Fan Tiejun came up, he wanted to give Sheng Jiu a dismount, so he chose his farthest shooting distance.

"Huh! Six hundred meters, still a bit of a level, good! It's only 600 meters, you can choose one of the four of them! Sheng Jiu smiled casually.

"Hmmm! He...... No, I'll choose him! Fan Tiejun's deputy platoon commander jumped out at this time to help Fan Tiejun choose an opponent, this kind of thing is naturally done by his subordinates, the deputy platoon commander picked and chosen, and finally selected Zeng Si, Zeng Si is the youngest, although he is also twenty-three years old, but he does not often contact the outside world, and he still looks very immature, and even a little shy.

"Okay! Zeng Four, out of the ranks! Sheng Jiu nodded casually and ordered.

"Yes...... Be! Zeng Si still stuttered a little. But the vision is quite calm.

"Uncle Ying, are you sure?" Sheng Jiu didn't know Zeng Si very well, the four of them had been following Zhuang Quan all the time, and when he heard Zeng Si stammering, Sheng Jiu couldn't help but feel a little hairy, thinking that he was nervous.

"Humph! It's definitely no problem, I can get him 300 meters! Ying Bo looked at the wine bottle six hundred meters away with disdain and said. At the same time, he made a three-three gesture towards Zeng Si.

"Platoon Commander Fan, since it is the six hundred meters you set, then you come first, let's open our eyes!" Sheng Jiu said to Fan Tiejun.

"Humph! Look ahead! Don't let me finish the fight, everyone will run away in fear! Fan Tiejun also walked to the shooting point and lay down.

The audience fell silent all of a sudden, and all those who had telescopes were taken out, and those who did not have telescopes ran to a distance of 300 meters, between the shooter and the target, so that they could see more clearly. In fact, Fan Pengcheng also mentioned it in his heart, he knew Fan Tiejun's marksmanship best, and 600 meters was almost the limit. He's also playing drums in his heart - don't give me a foreign look!

At this time, Fan Tiejun was also aiming seriously, this distance has to consider the influence of wind speed and gravity a little, without considerable experience, it is difficult to hit such a small wine bottle on the target. The audience was silent, watching Fan Tiejun lying there aiming, and they were all looking at the muzzle of the sniper rifle......

"Smack!"

A gunshot rang out, and the wine bottle six hundred meters away shattered in response, and in an instant, the whole length of joy thundered, whether it was the Jin Sui Army or the Eighth Route Army, everyone still admired such a master from the bottom of their hearts. The soldiers in Fan Pengcheng's guard platoon cheered even more and applauded desperately!

"Come on! Your name is Zeng Si, right? Your turn! Fan Tiejun was in a better mood, beckoned to Zeng Si, pointed to the shooting point he had just now, and said.

"Long ...... Sir! Zeng Si saluted awkwardly and bowed woodenly, looking very funny.

"Don't be nervous! It's normal to miss! Fan Tiejun was also amused, and actually comforted.

"Oh!"

Zeng Si nodded again, looked at the wine bottle six hundred meters away, then turned back with the gun in his hand, and walked away in unison! At this moment, everyone in the audience was stunned, they didn't understand what Zeng Si was doing, was he really scared away?

"Huh? Ay? What does that mean? Grand Master? Fan Tiejun watched Zeng Si walk farther and farther, and couldn't help asking.

"Hmmm! Probably a warm-up! Sheng Jiu also said uncertainly, because Uncle Ying, who was beside him, closed his eyes and looked like an old god was there.

"Warm-up? Why are you still leaving? Walk out of the shooting range again? Fan Tiejun was more and more sure that Zeng Si wanted to escape.

At this time, Fan Pengcheng and several adjutants around him also looked at each other, not knowing why! Xiao Zhenbei and Zhang Guangzu also looked at each other, Zhuang Quan can shoot targets from a distance of kilometers, this Zeng Si doesn't have this ability, right? Do you really want to be a deserter?