Chapter 36 Carrying Weapons

Qi Baifeng looked at Deng Houfang blankly: "Looking for a little devil theory?" Mo Xiaosheng abuses the soldiers, what does it have to do with the little devil? ”

Deng Houfang raised his eyebrows: "It doesn't matter, the little devil is well-equipped, well-trained, and known as invincible." ”

"When you reasoned with them, you said that you put down your bayonets and you can't shoot when you see the fighters of our special team, because training the fighters is mistreating the fighters. Don't train your warriors, go back to your hometown. ”

"Naturally, you can also take our fighters, trained better than the little devils, destroy them, and drive them out of China."

He patted Qi Baifeng on the shoulder and said to Mo Xiaosheng: "Go to me after eating, I have something to talk to you about." ”

Deng Houfang and Mo Xiaosheng left, and Qi Baifeng looked at their backs and fell into deep thought.

"Platoon Leader." One of the fighters in training said: "What does the captain mean? ”

"You're stupid." Another fighter said: "The captain is going to let Instructor Mo continue to torture us. ”

"God, what are we going to do? I'll be exhausted if I do it again. ”

"Close your beaks." Qi Baifeng roared: "If you don't want to eat, go back to sleep immediately, and then ramble, ten kilometers off-road." ”

It wasn't until Qi Baifeng left that a warrior whispered, "You're going crazy." ”

"Let Instructor Mo hear, the first one to go crazy is you."

The warrior looked cautiously at the door, not speaking.

"How are the fighters you trained?" Deng Houfang motioned for Mo Xiaosheng to sit down.

"Not bad." Mo Xiaosheng replied seriously: "It's the first time they've received super-intense training, and it's good to be able to do this." ”

"Do you want to toss them again?" Deng Houfang said quietly.

"What do you mean?" Mo Xiaosheng's eyes widened.

"You and I will take them tonight and retrieve the equipment that Lao Li hid in Tiger Canyon." Deng Houfang did not leave Mo Xiaosheng room to discuss.

"Now?"

"It's going to be so cheap for them."

"You want to?"

"They just fell asleep and woke them up."

After a day's military training, the soldiers lay on their beds in the dormitory, their heads next to the pillows, and they snored.

Deng Houfang looked at his watch: "It's eleven o'clock at night, give birth to children, wake them up, gather and set off." ”

"Get up! Assemble at the playground after three minutes. Mo Xiaosheng banged the door of the dormitory.

"This is not to let people 、、、、、、" A soldier saw Mo Xiaosheng's ruthless eyes, and swallowed the last two words of "don't let people live" back into his stomach.

Deng Houfang looked at the hurried and panicked soldiers gathered together, the formation was chaotic, and he looked at the table and said coldly: "Are you the girls who have just given birth?" Procrastinating, three minutes of assembly time, you actually took nearly seven minutes. ”

"You were picked out by Instructor Mo Xiaosheng Mo, he wants to set you up as the first elite of the special team-reconnaissance squad, he said that you are the best, a sharp knife that can be inserted into the heart of a little devil in the future." He shouted loudly.

"Are you? He said you guys were great, you guys were great, you guys were really 'good', and 'excellent' disgusted me. ”

The fighters were silent.

"I command." Deng Houfang roared: "Run 20 kilometers of cross-country, turn left back, start running!" ”

Mo Xiaosheng carried his Type 97 sniper rifle on his back and ran briskly at the front of the team, leading the team in the direction of progress.

Deng Houfang followed behind the team, constantly urging the soldiers to march faster.

An hour and a half later, the team arrived at Tiger Canyon, where Li Baotian hid his weapons and equipment.

Mo Xiaosheng opened the camouflage of concealing weapons and ammunition, revealing rows of dark green wooden boxes.

Mo Xiaosheng pried open the wooden box, and a row of brand-new rifles lay quietly in the wooden box.

"Guns?!" One of the fighters exclaimed.

Another fighter said: "Is this a gun that is going to be issued to us?" ”

Mo Xiaosheng said coldly: "Your task is to carry guns and ammunition now, whether or not guns will be issued to you is a matter after training." ”

He looked at the excited faces of the fighters: "I don't want to run twice, everyone should take more." ”

The team members checked and found that there were 113 rifles, two machine guns, 11 boxes of ammunition, five Southern 14 pistols, and two boxes of medicines.

The team members were stunned, and if they didn't say anything else, they pressed each rifle to more than seven kilograms, each carrying eleven or twelve rifles, and the weight was also more than seventy or eighty kilograms.

There are still more than 30 miles of mountain road back to Shanzong Cottage, which makes them worried. Not to mention eleven boxes of ammunition and two crooked-handled machine guns.

"Oh my God, I can't even move so much even if I'm an animal, I want us to die." A warrior muttered quietly.

"We soldiers who kill devils, we should be happy to see more weapons, and we should be happy when we are tired, don't talk nonsense, I carry twenty guns."

"I can kill you, carry twenty guns, and you won't have to walk half the way back to the camp, and you will be tired and vomit blood."

"Don't speak, let Instructor Mo hear it, and we should follow you two to be punished again."

There were so many weapons and ammunition, which was also beyond Deng Houfang's imagination, he knew that even if he was tired of these ten soldiers, it would be impossible to move so many weapons and ammunition at once.

He decisively gave the order: "Five rifles per person, withdraw the same way." ”

"Bear children." He continued: "You go back immediately and let Huang Ergou bring forty warriors to carry the weapons. ”

When the backing mountain sect cottage - the special team camped and ushered in the rising sun, Deng Houfang and Huang Ergou led the soldiers carrying weapons and ammunition back.

Their return made the backing sect cottage and the camp of the special team boiling. The warriors were in high spirits, they had real guys in their hands.

But the ten trained warriors were not happy, and the guns they had brought back were locked in the warehouse, and the sticks they held were still in their hands.

"Report." One of the fighters shouted.

"Speak." Mo Xiaosheng looked at each other coldly.

"Instructor Mo." The warrior mustered up the courage to ask, "Why don't you give us a shot?" Why don't you let us shoot live. ”

"You want a gun, don't you?" Mo Xiaosheng didn't smile: "Are you holding a stable gun?" Can you hit the target? ”

"We've been practicing shooting with sticks for three days, so why can't we hold the gun steadily? You've already explained to us the essentials of shooting, isn't it just three points and one line? The fighters were not convinced

"Really?" Mo Xiaosheng smiled: "You think shooting is very simple, don't you?" ”

"What's so hard?" The fighters were somewhat unconvinced: "Aim, pull the trigger, shoot, what else?" ”

Mo Xiaosheng snorted lightly and said to the other warrior: "Stand your wooden stick twenty steps away." ”

He handed his sniper rifle to the fighter: "Shoot in a lying position, target a wooden stick twenty paces away." ”

The soldier gave a military salute and shouted excitedly: "Yes, instructor." ”