Chapter 189: Two Sharpshooters

Li Yunlong smiled proudly: "Big chief, have you forgotten?" Didn't you come to see the training competition today? This team of recruits is competing with the recruits trained by Zhang Dabiao! ”

As he spoke, he shouted loudly: "Ye Lin! You little ghost, don't hurry up and give Lao Tzu out! ”

With Li Yunlong's shout, a short figure suddenly flashed out from the back of the team.

It's also a brand new military uniform.

ran to the rostrum, and saluted: "Hello chief!" ”

The big chief's eyes were about to fall out.

"Li Yunlong! Whose child is this?! ”

The audience burst into laughter.

The big chief looked dazed: "What are you laughing at?" ”

Li Yunlong laughed: "Big chief, he is not anyone's child, he is my Li Yunlong, the baby of my independent group!" ”

The chief became more and more dazed.

The child in front of him is just over a meter tall, with a short figure of five years, and is wearing a new military uniform that is obviously tailor-made.

Small clothes, small pants, and a small military hat.

The whole is a condensed type of little soldier of the Eighth Route Army.

But how did this become a treasure?

At this time, the division commander standing on the side suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly whispered a few words in the ear of the big chief.

The more the chief listened, the more shocked the expression on his face became!

The more I listened, the more round my eyes became!

In the end, he pointed to Ye Lin in front of him, glared at the division commander and asked, "You said this kid is a sharpshooter?" ”

The division commander nodded: "If what Xiao Chen said is correct, it should be him!" ”

The Great Chief walked out and circled around Ye Lin twice.

Up and down, up and down, front and back, left, left and right.

Finally, he shook his head: "Xiao Chen is probably dreaming, right?" How to be a sharpshooter with this small body? ”

"That's not as high as a gun, is it?"

"Can you pull the trigger?"

"This body, are you sure that the gun will not fly?"

……

A litany of questions.

The division commander shook his head, indicating that he didn't believe it either.

"Why don't we try his marksmanship?" The division commander asked.

The chief turned his face to look at Li Yunlong, wanting to see something on his face.

But Li Yunlong had a smile on his face, and there was no sign of panic at all.

Looking at Zhao Gang and Kong Jie again, they are all proud.

Turning his head again, the officers and men of the whole regiment were all smiling.

It's like looking at your own jokes.

The Grand Chief took a closer look at Ye Lin again.

It's just a six-year-old, it's no different!

How could it be a shot!

At this time, the division commander put his mouth to his ear again and whispered a few words.

The Grand Chief suddenly brightened up and nodded.

The division commander turned around and beckoned to the jeep in the distance.

The co-pilot's door opened, and a soldier jumped out of it, with a pistol in his waist and a rifle in his hand.

The body is emaciated but lean.

Especially the two eyes, as soon as I get out of the car, I keep glancing left and right.

It seems that he is looking for his goal.

He jumped out of the car and ran quickly, until he ran to the rostrum, and clicked upright.

The division commander looked at Li Yunlong: "Li Yunlong, you should know this soldier." ”

Li Yunlong said: "Of course I know, isn't this the chief chief's guard, Wang Lin, the famous sharpshooter of our Eighth Route Army?" ”

The chief nodded: "Wang Lin, you tell everyone, at what age did you start shooting and practice this marksmanship?" ”

Wang Linka's uprightness: "Report to the chief!" I joined the army at sixteen and started gun training! ”

The big chief glanced at Ye Lin: "Now some people say that this kid is a sharpshooter, do you believe it?" ”