"Neko, you're not kidding, are you?" Looking at Liu Gen, Li Yunlong asked in surprise.

Kong Jie also felt a little strange, and chose to let the monk go to the first battalion as an instructor, he and Li Yunlong could still understand, but now Liu Gen still wanted Zhao Gang to go to the first battalion as a political commissar, which is a little incomprehensible. The monk has been a monk in Shaolin Temple for ten years, and he has performed quite well in battle, and his combat effectiveness is very strong, so it is naturally more than enough to go to the first battalion as an instructor!

But what about Zhao Gang? In the eyes of Kong Jie and Li Yunlong, Zhao Gang is a scholar, a powerless scholar. Now Liu Gen chooses to let Zhao Gang go to the first battalion as an instructor, which is completely a joke! What can Zhao Gang teach the soldiers of the first battalion? Teach the warriors to read and write?

"yes, Genzi, are you kidding? How did you come up with the idea of asking me to be an instructor in a battalion? Zhao Gang asked with some confusion.

Facing the gaze of Li Yunlong and the others, Liu Gen hurriedly explained: "I know that Political Commissar Zhao's marksmanship is very good, and he is a sharpshooter, so I want to ask Political Commissar Zhao to go to the first battalion to teach the soldiers marksmanship." ”

"Political Commissar Zhao is a cultural person, and when teaching the soldiers marksmanship, it will definitely make the soldiers understand better, and the effect will be good."

Li Yunlong pondered, he seemed to have an idea that Zhao Gang once showed a good marksmanship when he was fighting. It's just that he was too nervous during the battle, and after the battle, Li Yunlong forgot about this, and now Liu Gen made this matter out of it, so he realized this.

"Commissar Zhao, are you a sharpshooter?" Kong Jie asked in disbelief.

Kong Jie didn't know Zhao Gang's marksmanship, in his impression, Zhao Gang was a scholar, who would have thought that Zhao Gang would be a sharpshooter! If Liu Gen hadn't spoken, then Kong Jie wouldn't have known at all, unless he waited until Zhao Gang sold it again.

"I'm not a sharpshooter, so I'm just going to be accurate." Zhao Gang shook his head, he didn't think he was a sharpshooter, he could at most kill a devil at a distance of six hundred meters, which was much worse than a real sharpshooter.

Looking at Zhao Gang, Kong Jie was a little helpless, how did he find out that Zhao Gang, a cultural person, was a little black-bellied? Damn, can he be invited by Liu Gen to be an instructor in the first battalion, can Zhao Gang's marksmanship be bad? Kong Jie knows that Liu Gen is quite smart, otherwise why wouldn't he invite him Kong Jie to be an instructor in the first battalion?

"Genzi, what do you say, how is Commissar Zhao's marksmanship?" Kong Jie looked at Liu Gen and asked.

Liu Gen recalled the approximate distance between Zhao Gang and the devil before, and said after a moment of silence: "Before, Political Commissar Zhao once killed the devil's machine gunner with one shot at a distance of about four hundred and fifty meters. ”

"Political Commissar Zhao, okay, you are really a sharpshooter. I, Kong Jie, rarely convince people, but now I am somewhat obedient to you, it is not easy for a scholar to have such good marksmanship! Kong Jie looked at Political Commissar Zhao, and his gaze changed significantly.

In the relationship between Kong Jie and Zhao Gang, the two still get along very well, but Kong Jie thinks that Zhao Gang is a scholar, and sometimes he despises Zhao Gang a little. But now, knowing that Zhao Gang has such good marksmanship, Kong Jie naturally will not have the slightest contempt. Thinking back to his previous relationship with Zhao Gang, Kong Jie was a little ashamed, he even despised Zhao Gang a little, and Zhao Gang didn't say anything, which made Kong Jie feel a little ashamed in his heart.

Li Yunlong looked at Zhao Gang, with an unconcealable surprise in his eyes, he didn't expect Zhao Gang, a scholar, to have such good marksmanship. After Zhao Gang entered the independent regiment, Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang had a lot of conflicts, and as the time the two spent more time together, they had a certain tacit understanding.

Before, Li Yunlong felt that he had seen Zhao Gang, the political commissar, clearly, but now, Li Yunlong no longer thinks so, and he finds that he despises Zhao Gang, the scholarly political commissar.

"Genzi, the monk followed you to the first battalion as an instructor, I don't have any opinion. During this time, the combat missions of our independent regiment will be very few, and the monk will not waste his talent if he goes to be an instructor. ”

"As for me, I don't have much time, but I can spare two hours a day to go to a battalion to teach the soldiers marksmanship, what do you think?" Looking at Liu Gen, Zhao Gang spoke.

After some consideration, Zhao Gang was ready to go to the first battalion to teach the soldiers marksmanship, and he knew how important it was for the soldiers to have a good marksmanship. A good marksmanship can not only improve the survival rate of the soldiers on the battlefield, but also help the soldiers better kill devils.

Zhao Gang is still very willing to help the soldiers improve their marksmanship, if it weren't for the fact that he doesn't have much time, then he will definitely spare more time to train the marksmanship of the soldiers in the first battalion.

"Thank you so much Commissar Zhao, I thank you in place of the soldiers of the first battalion." Seeing that Zhao Gang agreed, Liu Gen hurriedly thanked him.

Zhao Gang waved his hand, "No need to do this, being able to help the soldiers is what I should do." ”

Looking at all this, Li Yunlong was speechless, knowing that Zhao Gang would spare a certain amount of time every day to train the marksmanship of the soldiers of the first battalion, he was a little happy, without Zhao Gang at the regiment headquarters, he Li Yunlong could also enjoy a little quiet. But I don't know why, Li Yunlong was still a little uncomfortable in his heart, it seemed that he was used to Zhao Gang's existence during this time.

"Okay, okay, let's go back to the first camp if I have nothing to do, it's not okay to stay at the regiment headquarters all the time." Li Yunlong said with a little impatience.

Liu Gen smiled, didn't care, and after talking to Zhao Gang a few more words, he left the regiment headquarters with the monk.

"Monk, how's it going? What does it feel like to be an instructor in our first battalion soon? Looking at the monk beside him, Liu Gen asked with a smile.

The monk shook his head, his expression calm, "I don't have too many ideas, you let me be the instructor of the first battalion, and I will train the soldiers well." I don't know how to train the soldiers, and when the time comes, if there's anything wrong, you can tell me. ”

"Monk, don't worry, when you go to the first battalion, you will train boldly, as long as the soldiers do not have physical problems, then train them hard." Liu Gen said seriously.

Hearing Liu Gen say this, the monk nodded, "Don't worry, I will train the soldiers well." ”

"By the way, will you have a contest then? I went to the artillery company before, and I saw that you were training with the soldiers of the artillery company, and you should not be weak. The monk looked at Liu Gen with a bit of fighting intent in his eyes.

In the Independent Regiment, the monk fought against many warriors, but could not find an opponent who could make him happy. Now the monk has set his eyes on Liu Gen, he knows that in the artillery company, Liu Gen's daily training is very strong, and this kind of training, Liu Gen's combat effectiveness should not be weak, I hope he will not be disappointed.

"Good!" Feeling the fighting intent in the monk's eyes, Liu Gen did not hesitate and agreed directly.

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