was pointed at his throat with the tip of a knife, Zhang Dabiao's whole body was almost suffocated, and an unprecedented fear welled up in his heart.

He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid of an invisible momentum on Li Hong's body, so he couldn't accept it.

Zhang Dabiao is a straight-tempered person, if he loses, he loses, his skills are not as good as others, he is convinced, soon, he put down the big knife, hugged Li Hong and retreated gloomily.

Li Hong held the handle of the knife in his backhand, and threw the saber with his wrist, only to see that the saber "swished" and flew to the trunk of the tree five or six meters away like lightning.

"Knock"

The tip of the knife pierced into the trunk of the tree.

Li Yunlong and Chu Yunfei glanced at the saber that pierced into the trunk of the tree next to them, and the tip of the knife cut off a reptile on the tree.

The two of them saw such a precise and strange knife technique with their own eyes, their faces changed suddenly, and they were shocked and frightened in their hearts, and they were secretly amazed!

The rest of the soldiers of the Independent Regiment Broadsword Team were also eye-opening, and they looked at Li Hong as if they were looking at a monster.

"Brother Yunlong, Brother Chu, the inconspicuous sword technique is really not worth mentioning, it's ugly."

Li Hong smiled coldly at the two of them, and said these words meaningfully, in fact, he just wanted to say whether you are convinced or not?

Everyone was surprised, and after being silent for a while, Chu Yunfei, who was quite generous, spoke.

"Okay, good, Brother Hong is really good at swordsmanship, Chu admires it!"

Although Chu Yunfei is arrogant, few people can see it, but he is really open-minded, not to mention that Li Hong's strength is in front of him, so he has to obey.

At this time, Li Yunlong was so deflated that he really wanted to grin and bite Li Hong.

just defeated a Zhang Dabiao, where will Li Yunlong serve, on the contrary, he is a person who is not easily defeated and is more cautious, and he is thinking about how to get back on the field.

Zhao Gang is also open-minded as a political commissar, but in fact, Zhang Dabiao is not happy when he loses, but he still has to do superficial work, which is related to the image of the independent regiment after all.

"Commander Li, although I, Zhao Gang, don't know how to use swordsmanship, but my eyes are bright, Battalion Commander Zhang is indeed inferior to you, and you won this competition." Zhao Gang smiled indifferently and announced Li Hong's victory.

Li Hong said politely and modestly: "Where, where, Political Commissar Zhao is serious, I and Camp Commander Zhang have nothing to win or lose, we just learn from each other." ”

"Captain Li Hong just talked about communication, so we can also have an exchange of marksmanship skills, and we can also learn from each other and make progress together, what do you say?"

Zhao Gang is an intellectual after all, and his speech is indeed tactful, beautiful and good-sounding, and the challenge and competition are described as mutual learning and progress, which really makes Li Hong and Chu Yunfei unable to refuse.

"Yes, yes, Lao Zhao is right, everyone is a soldier, and they should indeed compare marksmanship, lead soldiers to fight, and military shooting skills, these should be the housekeeping skills of Brother Hong and Brother Chu!" Li Yunlong next to him grinned happily, and he waited for Zhao Gang to find a way back.

Li Hongjue's Li Dayeju is really a moody person, just now this guy was still with a straight face, and when he heard that Zhao Gang was going to compare marksmanship, he immediately laughed cunningly.

It is said that Li Yunlong is a dog-faced, and this is really true!

"Okay, what Political Commissar Zhao said is good, let's exchange marksmanship between friendly troops." Li Hong and Chu Yunfei glanced at each other, and both of them nodded and were willing to accompany.

Five minutes later, the group walked to the shooting range.

"Lying down, close your left eye, look at the wooden target in front of you with your right eye, the butt of the gun should be against the shoulder blade socket, the front sight, the notch, and the target should form a three-point line."

"Another thing you have to keep in mind is that the bullet that shoots out does not fly in a straight line, as the flight energy of the bullet decreases, the bullet will fly in a parabola from high to low......"

A group of recruits of the Eighth Route Army lay on the ground to practice shooting, and several veterans instructed them on the action of holding guns and the essentials of shooting.

These recruits had all kinds of weapons in their hands, and none of their guns had bullets, so they could only count 123 silently in their hearts and gently pull the trigger, repeating such boring shooting exercises.

There is a good saying, even if you have the potential of a sharpshooter, it is fed with a lot of bullets.

Of course, the logistics arsenal of the Eighth Route Army was backward, and even the bullet casings had to be picked up and reloaded for ammunition, and they had to be careful with every bullet, and there were even fewer opportunities for recruits to shoot live ammunition.

Li Hong glanced at the recruits of the Independent Regiment who were practicing shooting, and he felt quite emotion and thoughts in his heart. Under such difficult conditions, how can the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army still fight so many beautiful battles, how can they not be admired?

"Monk, go and help the commissar find a gun."

At Li Yunlong's signal, Monk Wei immediately went to help Zhao Gang find a 38 big cover rifle.

Zhao Gang is not a simple person, he can be literate and martial, it can be said that he is a real professional soldier like Chu Yunfei, and his military strategy is not inferior to Li Yunlong, if it comes to cultural cultivation, Li Dayjug can't catch up with Zhao Gang even if he has a few more nightpots.

Don't look at the political commissar Zhao Da is a literati talent, but don't forget, he has the potential to be a sniper, and the whole regiment and even the whole division are well-known sharpshooters.

Zhao Gang took the 38 big cover rifle handed by Monk Wei, strode to the shooting range, and lay down on the shooting position to aim.

"Let's go, Brother Hong, let's go and see Commissar Zhao's marksmanship."

Li Hong and Chu Yunfei made a gesture of invitation to each other and walked towards the shooting range, and then, the two of them looked at Zhao Gang, who was aiming and shooting not far away.

Zhao Gang aimed with his right eye, the butt of the gun was naturally against the shoulder blade socket, staring at the red heart in the middle of the circular wooden target 100 meters in front of him, with a calm and calm look, slowly, his fingers unconsciously pulled the trigger and shot.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Zhao Gang took precise aim, pausing for a few seconds to control his breathing and recoil after each shot, and firing again when the gun's crosshair returned to its original aiming line.

The crisp sound of rifles rang out one after another at the shooting range.

Several hot bullet casings with gunsmoke splashed aside, and when the shooting was over, Zhao Gang picked up the gun and stood up calmly, obviously quite confident in his marksmanship.

"Go and get the wooden target that the commissar shot and take a look!" Li Yunlong shouted at a soldier not far away.

After a while, the soldier trotted all the way to Li Hong and them with a wooden target.

Li Yunlong pointed to the wooden target and said: "Lao Zhao, your marksmanship has regressed, look at it, there is a shot that didn't hit the red heart, it's embarrassing, isn't it?" ”

Li Hong couldn't hear the meaning of Li Dayeju's words, he pretended to be dissatisfied on the surface, but in fact, he just wanted to express that this was Zhao Gang's abnormal shooting performance, so as to shame Li Hong and Chu Yunfei.

There are four bullet holes in the center of the wooden target circle, and the other bullet hole is only a little bit less than the red heart, and it is indeed worth being proud of the achievement of five bullets on a 100-meter target.

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