Chapter 53: A Tragic Past

Mo Xiaosheng's face was expressionless: "When I can't hit these two shots, you will increase the cross-country to fifteen kilometers, do you agree?" ”

"Agreed, twenty kilometers is fine." Lian Hai shouted loudly.

"Agreed." "Agreed." "We all agree."

The fighters of the reconnaissance squad shouted.

"500 meters, the range of the 38-type rifle is only 460 meters, and Instructor Mo's goal is 500 meters, how can you fight?"

The onlookers chattered.

"Wait and see the jokes, no matter if Instructor Mo hits or not, we have a good show to watch."

"Shut up and get out of the way." Qi Baifeng roared.

He was a little confused, he didn't believe that the 400-meter target was hit by Mo Xiaosheng, and he didn't believe that Mo Xiaosheng could hit the 500-meter target, he didn't know if Mo Xiaosheng was playing him?

"Instructor Mo, what you said is true? Do you really want to hit a 500-meter target? ”

"Of course, you think I'm making you amuse?" Mo Xiaosheng smiled.

He suddenly roared, "Lianhai." ”

"Here."

"Let the platoon commander Qi check the target, and let the platoon commander arrange people to set up the gun target 500 meters away."

"Yes!"

Lian Hai walked in front of Qi Baifeng with a gun target: "Report, Platoon Commander Qi, please test the target." ”

Qi Baifeng hesitated for a moment, took the target, and took a closer look: "I'll go by myself, don't work others." ”

After the gun target was erected 500 meters away, Qi Baifeng hid in the bunker.

Mo Xiaosheng shot in a lying position, he calmly pulled the bolt, loaded the bullet, breathed steadily, aimed at the target, and shot decisively.

"Smack--" a gunshot rang out, "I'm afraid--" Five seconds later, a second shot rang out.

After the two shots rang out, Mo Xiaosheng did not get up immediately, but put his eyes on the sniper scope, looked at it, and then stood up.

He whispered to the fighters: "Do you want to be punished in my place, 10 kilometers cross-country?" ”

The fighters of the reconnaissance squad replied in unison: "Yes." ”

Mo Xiaosheng snorted lightly: "It seems that you should carry twenty kilometers of cross-country weight, not ten kilometers." ”

"Platoon leader, won't they all miss the target?" An onlooker soldier saw Qi Baifeng standing motionless in front of the target, and shouted anxiously.

"I'm dying, I'll take a look." Xue Wu shouted.

Mo Xiaosheng didn't stop him, put away his gun, and carried it on his shoulder.

The soldiers of the reconnaissance squad looked nervously at Xue Wu, who was close to the gun target, and they didn't dare to make a sound.

Xue Wu looked at the gun target, was stunned for a while, and suddenly laughed: "Hit, hit." ”

He picked up the target and ran backwards. After running a few steps, he shouted at Qi Baifeng: "Senior brother, go back to apprenticeship!" Hahaha! ”

"How many rings?"

"Two shots hit all ten rings!"

"God, Instructor Mo is really a gun god."

"Oh, you don't have to run 15 kilometers of weight-bearing cross-country." Hudley shouted.

"Who said that?" Mo Xiaosheng's face was cold.

"That's what we all say." The fighters laughed.

"Lift the instructor up." Lian Hai shouted.

"Instructor Mo." Qi Baifeng walked over: "I will be your apprentice from now on." ”

"Oh, we have a junior brother." The soldiers of the reconnaissance squad cheered happily, threw Mo Xiaosheng high and caught it.

Qi Baifeng was infected by this scene, and he squeezed in: "I'll come too." ”

Due to Qi Xiaofeng's squeezing, after Mo Xiaosheng was abandoned, the soldiers fell together, and Mo Xiaosheng, who fell, fell heavily on Qi Baifeng's body.

Mo Xiaosheng patted Qi Baifeng under him: "How is it?" You okay? ”

Qi Baifeng looked up at Mo Xiaosheng painfully: "You're so heavy--, get up quickly." Alas, it is really self-inflicted. ”

The cool moonlight sprinkled on the ground, plating a layer of silver coat on the campsite of the backer general cottage special team.

"Instructor Mo." Qi Baifeng lay on the bunker of the cottage wall and looked at Mo Xiaosheng: "I heard that you were also a hunter before?" ”

"yes." Mo Xiaosheng looked into the distance and said flatly.

"Can you tell us about your past? I heard Platoon Commander Huang say, you have been in the army for seven years, and you joined the army at the age of thirteen, right? Qi Baifeng asked curiously.

"Don't think I'm a long-tongued woman, I tell you, I rarely inquire about other people's affairs, but I'm very curious about you, and I always want to know some things about you."

"For example, why is your marksmanship so good? Why joined the army at such a young age, I want to hear about your past. Also, why did you hide the remnant flag that used to hang on the flagpole? ”

Mo Xiaosheng still looked into the distance and breathed a sigh of relief gently: "I collect that remnant flag, because that remnant flag is the soul of the secret team. ”

"There were one hundred and thirty-three soldiers in our special team, and they all fused their souls into this flag, and although the flag is broken, he is still more precious than my life."

Mo Xiaosheng sighed softly: "You ask me about my past, my past is actually very simple, I was born in a family of hunters. ”

"I followed my father and brother into the mountains to hunt at a very young age, and I killed a hare with a shotgun when I was nine years old."

"My father and brother praised my shooting, and they taught me how to dig traps, set traps, and identify prey."

"When I was thirteen years old, my father and brother and I went into the mountains to hunt, but my mother was beaten to death by the people of the Little Devil Reclamation Group."

"The reason is that my mother walked through the land of this little devil, and the little devil framed my mother for stealing their food."

"After we went home, we took advantage of the darkness to enter the little devil's house and kill their family to avenge my mother."

"My father knew that he couldn't stay at home anymore, so he went up to the backing mountain range, defected to the captain of the backer Zong Deng, and became a bandit."

"Four years ago, Captain Deng took us to participate in the Anti-Union Flying Tiger Regiment and became the Flying Tiger Regiment Special Forces."

Mo Xiaosheng sighed: "At that time, there were a total of one hundred and thirty-three of us who participated in the Flying Tiger Regiment, and now we are alive---。 ”

The two were silent, and after a long while, Qi Baifeng said, "Could it be that your father and your brother are --? ”

"They died on a mission last summer."

"I'm sorry, I—I shouldn't have mentioned your sadness." Qi Baifeng felt a little guilty.

"It's nothing, it's all gone, there's nothing to be sorry for, you don't have to mind." Mo Xiaosheng looked into the distance with a resolute expression.

He suddenly looked at Qi Baifeng: "Do you really want me to teach you how to shoot?" ”

Qi Baifeng smiled: "Of course, I have already apprenticed, you can't be untrustworthy." ”

Mo Xiaosheng patted Qi Baifeng on the shoulder: "Your shooting is already very good, but you haven't touched the sniper rifle, as long as you understand the sniper rifle, your design level may surpass me." ”

"Don't blow it for me, I know how deep I am."

"Don't be modest, I understand you."

Mo Xiaosheng suddenly said thoughtfully: "Platoon Commander Qi, I want to discuss something with you, I don't know if you agree?" ”