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The audience was silent!

Now, no one looks down on this son-in-law anymore.

Before, the soldiers didn't believe that anyone could kill four devils with one enemy and four in a white-knuckle battle. At least looking at the entire Jinping Military Region, there are no such figures. But now there is. Everyone believed that Yan Zhi could definitely easily kill the four little devils in a white-knuckle battle. Some people even believe that Yan Zhi's white-edged battle can single-handedly pick up a class of little devils.

As far as the momentum of his kick breaking the wooden spear just now, no one can match. It was said that he could kill four little devils with bayonets with his bare hands, and the soldiers believed it.

Hong Long touched his intact sternum and was grateful. Major Yan could completely smash his sternum with a kick.

Liu Yunfei was convinced.

Hu Meng was more convinced. There is no shame in losing to Yan Zhi.

When the soldiers practiced the bayonet technique in peacetime, they did not suffer less from this wooden gun. The texture of this wooden gun is very hard, except that the wooden bayonet can not kill, the others are almost the same as the real gun, when the soldiers practice fighting techniques with each other, they accidentally break their hands and feet, ribs and bones by the wooden gun, which is also a common occurrence, and Yan Zhi can actually kick the wooden gun with one kick, this power is amazing.

The soldiers of this era lacked scientific and systematic training, and they lacked the muscles and bones to eat and drink since childhood, and they could only eat mixed food when they arrived in the army, and their strength was naturally not great. They usually just practice some fist and foot routines, and they can hardly fight, so it is naturally impossible to practice such a domineering high whip leg as Yan Zhi. As for actual combat skills such as naked choke and armbar, it is even more unheard of.

Although Yan Zhi did not directly confront Nie Yuanfeng, everyone knew that Nie Yuanfeng was by no means his opponent.

Nie Yuanfeng defeated his opponent in three or four minutes with one enemy and two enemies, and he even hung up his own lottery. Moreover, the two soldiers were covered in gunpowder smoke and mud, and their gray faces were covered with earthworm-like sweat stains washed out by strips of sweat, and they looked exhausted to the extreme.

The vast majority of officers and soldiers believed that if Fang You and Kuang Dawei were full of energy, they would at least have to fight with Nie Yuanfeng.

What kind of commander there is, what kind of soldier there will be. Seeing that Fang You and Kuang Dawei could be so good in such a tired state, many soldiers were envious. Soldiers know that sooner or later they will have to go to the battlefield, and the strength of their ability directly determines their ability to survive on the battlefield.

Everyone could see that Yan Zhi's exhaustion was worse than that of Kuang Dawei and Fang You, but he easily defeated the three instructors of the military region, and the three instructors standing on the side looked at Yan Zhi with a convincing look......

High and low judgment!

One by one, the soldiers of the Brotherhood stood up and pouted, scolding the officers and soldiers around them who were still laughing at them just now.

Zhao Fugui only found out that the cigarette in his hand had fallen, he quickly picked it up, rubbed the soil on the cigarette holder a few times, and then took it to the corner of his mouth like a chief, and said in a low voice: "...... Ancestors, this is! ”

Everyone present knew that Yan Zhi was just a son-in-law, a little staff officer who was unknown and didn't make a loud fart like a monkey and was promoted to a major company commander. Before that, everyone said that he was a soft little white face, and they all laughed at him, and they all looked down on him, envied and hated him from the bottom of their hearts, although he had the badge of a major on his shoulders, chest, and cuffs.

But now it's different, since he subdued Hu Meng in three or four seconds, no one looks down on him. With his skills, he dare not say that no one can match him in the country, at least in the Jinping Military Region, he is second to none, I don't know how many beautiful ladies and famous women want to marry him.

Before, there were still many people who thought that Nalan Xinghui was a flower inserted into cow dung, but now, Nalan Xinghui is barely worthy of Major Yanda!

Nalan Huiyue looked at Yan Zhi on the stage blankly, her eyes gradually became complicated, and for a while, she didn't know if it was right or wrong to bring female classmates today......

Nalan Xinghui held his chin with one hand, bit his lower lip and looked at Yan Zhi, suddenly remembered something, took a pen and wrote a few words on a piece of paper, folded it, and asked the soldiers behind him to send it to Ye Qingzhou.

“bia！”

The 50×65 mm arisaka bullet was fired from the muzzle of the Type 97 sniper rifle with a muffler, and the sound was almost inaudible, but this slight and slightly strange sound came out through the microphone in every corner of the field, but it made the hearts of all those present who had not heard this gunfire tremble slightly.

At the same time, the officers and soldiers all thought, what kind of gun is this? Why is the sound so small?

Hanyang-made, Zhongzheng rifle, the sound of the 38 big cover can be heard two or three miles away, and the sound of this gun is strange and small.

After Yan Zhi's gunshot, everyone turned their heads to look at the place where Wu Zhonghua placed the gun target.

Wu Zhonghua's figure eight hundred meters away was relatively blurred, no matter how good his eyes were, he couldn't see his face and hands clearly, but just now Wu Zhonghua took three cups as a gun target, which was incredible.

If you shoot a person at a distance of 800 meters with a 38 big cover, the soldiers can still believe it, but if you say that you hit three water cups at a distance of 18 meters, it is a bit unbelievable, because no one can see the three water cups at 800 meters.

Nie Yuanfeng was also holding a telescope in his hand. When Yan Zhi's gunshot rang out, he saw that the cup at 600 meters was instantly shattered and splashed, and then there were two more "biabia" gunshots, and the two teacups at 700 meters and 800 meters also became shattered in an instant.

Nie Yuanfeng's face was like dead ashes. Yan Zhi's three shots were so domineering, blasting three cups at 600, 700, and 800 meters, and he could only hit the bullseye within 50 meters with 100 shots.

My three shots, open, or not? Nie Yuanfeng's forehead immediately appeared with sweat. Whether you fire these three shots or not, you will lose the game. If you don't fire three shots, you will be recognized by the soldiers as giving up stage fright, and from now on, the Jinping Military Region will no longer have a foothold for him Nie Yuanfeng.

After the three shots were completed, Yan Zhi casually threw the gun under the stage, and Zhao Fugui reached out to catch it.

All the soldiers looked at Nalan Zhongzhong, who was holding a telescope and standing still.

After seven or eight seconds, Nalan Zhongzhong put down the binoculars, glanced at Yan Zhi, and then nodded towards the whole army.

"Boom!"

The audience applauded thunderously.

After a full minute, the applause gradually stopped.

Yan Zhi has not finished smoking the cigarette in his mouth obliquely.

Yan Zhi said.

"Today, I would like to tell all the brothers present that the Japanese devils are not three-headed and six-armed, and we Chinese soldiers are not defeated in the first battle.

The once arrogant little devil still suffered defeat under the hands of our brothers.

It took 30 hours to go back and forth between the 41 brothers of us, who secretly marched 100 miles, raided the valley guarded by the little devils, and not only broke the world's fifth-fastest marching speed maintained by the Japanese soldiers, but also washed more than 100 devils in the valley with blood, so that the soldiers of the world can see that our Chinese soldiers are not only no worse than the devils, but also that our combat achievements and combat strength are no worse than those of any country even if we look at the military history of the world. ”

The soldiers who had just recovered from Yan Zhi's three shots, at this moment, felt that there was something wrong with their ears.

Forty-one people, forcibly marched a hundred miles, raided the Winged Valley, and washed more than 100 devils in blood?

All the soldiers thought, did I hear it wrong, and I started talking nonsense after Chief Yan got carried away?