"Both of you hit the target, and both of you are within range of a magazine, and according to the rules, it should be a tie!" After a long time, Zhao Dengyu opened his mouth to judge. "What do you two think?"

Chi Dakui sighed lightly, although there was unwillingness on his face, he shook his head and said:

"This time, I lost."

Liu Lang glanced at this one with some surprise.

Although he used a more difficult burst of fire, he used ten bullets, and Chi Dakui only used six rounds, saying that the two were evenly divided, in fact, no one would refute the answer.

But this one simply and neatly admits defeat.

Although he knew that if he really wanted to be more serious, Chi Dakui would definitely lose.

The secret of winning or losing, in fact, lies in the rifle that does not fall. Because he shot the upper part of the bun, he flew the bun and the rifle didn't fall, but Chi Dakui aimed at the whole bun.

However, he could completely pretend not to know, after all, according to the prior agreement, even if he hit the bun, it would count, but he didn't say that he had to keep the rifle from falling.

I have to say that putting aside the arrogance in front of him, this soldier has the unique temperament of a bright and upright soldier, and it is difficult for Liu Lang not to have a good impression.

"Instructor Chi, the brigade seat is the referee, and it is better to leave it to the referee to decide whether to win or lose." Liu Langlang said. "I agree with the decision of the brigade, and this game is a draw."

"If you lose, you lose, the reason for this is very clear in your hearts, Captain Liu's marksmanship, I Chi Dakui is ashamed of myself." Chi Dakui didn't accept Liu Lang's feelings, took a deep look at Liu Lang and said:

"What's more, there's another competition! Captain Liu doesn't have to think that it will break my face, Chi's twenty or thirty years of hard work are all on a knife, Captain Liu should be careful later. ”

"With a knife!" Liu Lang's face was bitter. "Instructor Chi, you don't have to play so big! It's just a competition in the army! ”

"Naturally, with a wooden knife!" Chi Dakui is not a devil who is not Liu Lang.

As he has been dealing with Liu Lang for more than a long time, he has somewhat touched Liu Lang's routines, if he follows his rhythm, he can't figure out what kind of moth this product will have.

The gun has been defeated, if he doesn't find a game in the knife technique he is proud of, let alone find a field for his senior brother, I'm afraid that the master's face will be lost.

The entire 29th Army's "Eight Swords" are all from the handwriting of his master Ma Fengtu, and he is not a big disciple, in fact, he is quite talented, coupled with his youth, he may still have a long way to go in swordsmanship, but in terms of real combat power, he is actually the first person in his division.

If he fails, he will be defeated.

So, this one, he has to win.

Chi Dakui is already a clever person, biting to death is better than a knife, and never letting Lang Fat be compared to a "sword".

It's a pity that although Lang Pang doesn't play with a "sword", he is much cheaper than a sword, and his facelessness and skinlessness have long exceeded Chi Dakui's imagination.

"With a wooden knife!" Lang Fat touched his head with some distress. "Can I use a stick then? All my kung fu is on sticks, don't worry, I also use wooden sticks. ”

Nonsense, the stick is not wooden, it is difficult or iron, can you play it if you give you a golden hoop stick? If Chi Dakui hadn't had the occasion, he might have thrown away a big eye.

"Whatever you use, I'll use a knife!" Chi Dakui replied angrily and beckoned to the guard platoon over there.

A soldier of the guard platoon sent over a wooden knife weighing eight catties and similar in style to the ring head knife commonly used by the 29 officers and soldiers. After all, wood is not as heavy as iron, although the style is about the same, but the thickness and length are much longer, I think this is also the use of sword skills in the army.

"Yo, dare to be late, instructor, you don't forget to train wherever you go! Admire! Admire! Lang Fat pouted, sent a piece of equipment, and even brought a wooden knife for training, obviously, he was ready to beat Lao Tzu.

Not only did Chi Dakui make a big red face, but the lieutenant general over there was also a little embarrassed, and came out and threw a sentence:

"Liu Lang, if you can win Da Kui in this game, then my saber will give you a strong performance."

"Thank you!" Lang Fat laughed so much that his back molars were about to come out.

If you talk about which big knife is stronger, Lao Feng will target him early.

The lieutenant general's knife, is not an ornament, the same is the 29th military standard ring head knife, but the steel used is not the same, the legend is that the lieutenant general took the extremely rare cannon tube steel to find a famous knife craftsman in Shanxi, and spent a lot of money to make this knife, not only sharp and matchless, but also the blade is heavy and tough steel, not to mention that the devil's light and fluttering katana can be broken at a moment's notice, even the general ring head knife has also been broken several times.

With such a knife, it's not too cool to slaughter the Japanese.

"Okay, don't play tricks, hurry up and get your stick, and get out of here when you're done!" The lieutenant general waved his hand.

"Sticks! I'll look for it! Liu Lang scratched his head in distress.

"I'll wait for you!" Chi Dakui said as he picked up the white ash and smeared it on the blade of the wooden knife.

It is said that it is a wooden knife, but in fact, this thing can really cut people and remove half a life, so when training, the blade is smeared with white lime, as long as it touches, the winner can be determined, but it does not necessarily knock people to the ground.

Liu Lang spread his legs and ran into the distance, which was the direction of the brigade headquarters, which made the lieutenant general of the army look at the also inexplicable major general and brigade commander in surprise, could it be that the 109th Brigade did not learn the big sword and changed to learn the stick? Is there a stick hidden in the brigade?

After half a ring, Lang Fat came back with a stick.

The officers and soldiers present were in a stupor.

Chi Dakui。。。。。。

, are you a stick? You're just a log, okay!

The brigade commander of the major general finally knew why this cargo went to his brigade headquarters, because there are many woods used in the fortifications! And it's all still coarse.

I know why I said that this goods were carried over, because the wood used for the fortification, just thick, there is the thickness of the sea bowl mouth, long, and it is more than two meters, in terms of weight, there is no need to weigh, the north is cold, there are more pine, although this kind of red pine does not belong to the hardwood, but it also weighs forty pounds.

Why, do you think that you are Lu Zhishen when you are fat! Forty pounds of rough wood, Lao Tzu see how you use it. In addition to being surprised by Lang Fat's choice, Chi Dakui wanted to laugh a little.

Although an inch is long and an inch is strong, it is also an inch short and an inch is dangerous. He can dodge the fat man's first few moves with his steps, and when he is short of strength, he will bully himself, and at that time, it will be time for him to be beaten and cry.

But soon, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Lang Fat was already tall and strong, although the large rough wood he held in both hands was a bit exaggerated, but when he held the "stick" in his right hand, one end was clamped under his armpit, the head of the stick pointed obliquely forward, and he stood at his feet, and stretched out his left hand to make a gesture of please.

Unexpectedly, a grandmaster's demeanor.

The "stick" that made people feel a little funny, at this moment, was not inconsistent at all.