At such a close distance, it was not difficult for Tang Jin to blow off the opponent's head with one shot. Even if you don't do it yourself, with the other party's marksmanship that can be called a stroke master, I am afraid that it is a fool's dream to hit yourself.

Pressing a bullet into his magazine again, Tang Jin turned his head to look at the soldiers who were already frightened not far away. He looked at them, and then at the corpses on the ground.

"This son asks you, do you think I killed this thing, is it wrong?"

The soldiers were stunned for a moment, then shook their heads frantically almost at the same time.

Not to mention that this guy himself said that Tang Jin's marksmanship is better than his, he will be at Tang Jin's disposal, and the mere fact that he intends to assassinate Tang Jin is enough for him to die hundreds of times.

"Then I want to ask, is this guy really the best marksman among your musketeers?"

To be honest, Tang Jin really couldn't believe that this stroke master was the best marksman among everyone. In six years, there is no limit to the supply of bullets, even a pig can train into a sharpshooter, right?

However, the next moment, everyone nodded in unison, completely breaking Tang Jin's illusions.

"I ...... What the hell have you been practicing for the past six years! You're just a bunch of pigs, and you can become sharpshooters in six years, right? ”

"Temple...... Your Highness, in fact, it is because ...... We got it wrong at first...... "A slightly thin guy walked out tremblingly.

Tang Jin frowned, "What do you mean by practicing wrong?" ”

The man shrunk his neck, looked around, and said boldly: "At first, when we got the weapon, there was no head in the barracks who knew how to use this thing. We only knew that this thing was called a musket, so we thought that since there is a gun word, let's practice marksmanship...... So the first four years we practiced wrong. ”

"Gun ......" Tang Jin opened his mouth, and he didn't know what to say for a while. Gotta blame me, blame me, right? Just trying to equip this thing for you, and eventually forgetting to tell these guys how to use it. Tang Jin inexplicably felt amused at the thought of these guys using the 38 rifle as a spear, but he couldn't laugh anyway.

"Forget it...... I don't blame you, I blame me, I blame me. Tang Jin covered his head and muttered. Then he looked at everyone and said, "I don't care if you practiced wrong before, and I don't care what you practiced before." From now on, all of you will have to follow my training plan! But where I send it

There is a slack one, and I will let you know what

It's better to live than to die! ”

For this group of guys, Tang Jin has high hopes. Not to mention taking them to the capital in the future, just as a deterrent, or a hole card is not bad.

Originally, it was not easy to conceal the fact that the Eastern Regions had built a more advanced musket regiment, even if Tang Jin launched the power of Dali Temple, he couldn't hide it for too long.

Originally, there was not much time for training, but now that it has been abandoned for six years, and if they are not trained by the devil, Tang Jin feels sorry for them to die like this.

As a result, a group of musketeers who had been living a fairly nourishing life thoroughly experienced what hell on earth was.

Tang Jin's training is actually very simple, that is, the training methods of special forces and infantry in various countries have been integrated, and the physical fitness of soldiers in this world has been strengthened.

For example, in physical training, most of the soldiers on the earth are five kilometers of weight-bearing cross-country or ten kilometers of cross-country or something, and when Tang Jin arrived here, Tang Jin directly added an extra zero to them, fifty kilometers and a hundred kilometers of weight-bearing cross-country, one in the morning and one in the evening.

Then there are some other things such as obstacle training, shooting training, Tang Jin basically changes according to the multiplier of ten times, of course, there are special cases for some projects, such as climbing over obstacles in ten seconds, you let him do it in one second...... Unrealistic.

The training is hard, so naturally protests are indispensable. But after the first person stood up to protest, Tang Jin instantly suppressed it, and no one protested since.

As for the way, it's very simple, Tang Jin directly joined their training. As much as they practice every day, he follows how much he practices, and from time to time he adds a amount to himself.

Who would dare to protest now? Oh, you said that the training is hard, you can't stand it, come, see for yourself, the training volume of other people's sons is greater than yours, do you see people crying bitter? Are you embarrassed to shout?

Of course, if these guys knew what kind of life Tang Jin had experienced in his previous life, they would probably not think so. Although the current training is very hard, how hard can it survive the Middle East battlefield? Not to mention anything else, at least now I can eat during training, in my previous life, it was common to not eat a meal for three or four days. For Tang Jin, this so-called training is simply a piece of cake.

Of course, Tang Jin didn't really have any plans to train with them all the time. The first stage was carried out

After the devil training allowed them to lay a preliminary foundation, Tang Jin adjusted the training volume back to normal and selected a new head coach to supervise their daily training. Coincidentally, this Protestant head was the only guy who dared to reply to Tang Jin's words that day, and it turned out that sometimes being bold was indeed beneficial.

With a wave of spearmen training, Tang Jin only had a one-year vacation, and half of it passed directly. And for the remaining half of the time, Tang Jin chose to do nothing and spend time with his family.

But soon, he regretted it.

"I said Daddy...... Can you do it? Having a baby again? I'm only 22 years old, what's the urgency for you? Tang Jin looked at the father in front of him helplessly, this is the sixth time he has asked himself about having a child this week, the key is that today is only Wednesday, the frequency of twice a day, can you stand it?

"Twenty-two aren't in a hurry? So when are you going to give birth? Besides, you and Qing'er have been married for so many years, and it is time to have a child. Suddenly, Tang Duo seemed to think of something, silently glanced at Tang Jin's lower body, and suddenly leaned in front of him and said, "Son, you and your father have a thorough understanding, is it your body ......?"

"Get out!" Tang Jin directly slapped this old unscrupulous person aside, "You can't do it!" Your whole family...... Forget it......"

Tang Duo didn't care, patted his ass and stood up, leaned up again and said, "Since you have no problem, why haven't you moved for so many years?" Could it be that Qing'er ...... her?"

Tang Jin glanced at him, and silently touched the holster with his right hand, "The two of us are very good, no problem." It's that I don't want it, so I've been doing it. ”

When Tang Duo heard this, he didn't care what the so-called measures meant, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Since this is the case, my father is relieved." But son, you see that Dad is not too young, and it is time to enjoy the fun of teasing his grandson. In a few months, you will go north to lead the troops, you leave a grandson for your father, and your father will have something to do. ”

"If you are really idle and pull your godfather to fight, anyway, you are both grandmasters, and you may not be able to distinguish the winner for a few days and nights." Tang Jin glanced at Tang Duo, "Besides, you also know that I am going north to lead the troops." Oh, I'm leaving, leaving Qing'er alone and pregnant at home, let's not talk about whether I can rest assured, what do you think about you letting my son not see his father for several years after he was born? Affection: My son is not your grandson? ”

(To be continued)