"Camp Commander Liu, can you put your so-called protected animals aside first and continue our competition first?" Yu Debao endured the anger that was played with in his heart, tried his best to stay calm, and said word by word.

Don't look at the flush on Yu Debao's handsome and white face due to constant anger, just look at the bruised tendons on the back of his white hand with a gun, Liu Chengcheng knows that if he talks to his young major for a while, he is likely to point a gun at his nose and let him roll the calf.

He didn't take his own independent battalion commander, who had more than ten times more people than him, in his eyes, before he was allowed to see the strength.

It has to be said that this young major lacks enough humor, and he really has to learn from himself about this.

As time passed, the battle with the Tanaka Brigade caused Liu Cheng a lot less depression.

Moreover, it seems that after going through this, his personality is closer to the actual age of this body now.

"Okay!" Liu Cheng shrugged indifferently.

Yu Debao sneered, looking at Liu Cheng's prodigal young master, let alone beating a bird, even if he could lay a piece of bird feathers, he Yu Debao would never say anything from now on.

"Hurry up, you guys, go and run a few laps in the woods for me."

Liu Cheng lazily raised his gun and leaned on his shoulder, and ordered the veterans of the independent battalion who were standing not far away.

Without waiting for the soldiers to receive the order, the dozen or so soldiers closest to Liu Cheng's muzzle took the initiative to carry out the battalion commander's order like frightened rabbits.

Battalion Commander Liu looks very chic with a gun, but what if he goes on fire? They are all veterans who have been on the battlefield for several years, and when they face the gun, their minds turn faster than the windmill.

For those who turn slowly are lying in the ground.

Battalion commander: This is ...... It's to save bullets!

The soldiers of the separate battalion pouted their teeth and gave the supreme commander a reason.

Although it is much lower than Yu Debao's chic move to startle the flying bird with one shot, it is a lot lower in modern terms, but Battalion Commander Liu is safe, at least he didn't waste a bullet in vain, right?

"Oh, the battalion commander is too, this hand is not as beautiful as the commander!" The little soldier was annoyed and couldn't wait to rush up to remind Liu Cheng that he couldn't say that he was weak from the beginning!

"What do little kids know?" The veteran standing on the side rarely stood on Liu Cheng's side.

After training the little soldier, the veteran turned to Qin Lu, who had a strange face and couldn't see his anger, and said with a smile:

"The battalion commander is a big dealer, and his personality is natural and calm, so we can feel at ease when we follow such a commander! Did you say, Instructor Qin? ”

The bet is already won, but the chief can't be offended!

The veteran naturally has to blow Liu Cheng for the better, otherwise, the two beautiful female instructors in front of him will not be easy to dismiss!

"Oh? Do you think our battalion commander has a calm personality? Qin Lu looked at the old ** in front of him who was very good at finding people's advantages and asked.

"Of course, you see, Battalion Commander Liu doesn't ask for fancy, in this regard, Chief Yu is not as good as Battalion Commander Liu, that shot startled the birds looked very handsome, but a waste of a bullet! In the first few months on the battlefield, if you dare to waste it like this, you have to be pumped. The veteran nodded, very firmly.

This old fritter, why do you dare to make a sycophant? A group of soldiers was dumbfounded.

"Well, I think you're right." Qin Lu nodded seriously, as if he was afraid that the veteran would not understand, and added an additional sentence:

"Liu Cheng never wastes bullets."

My mother, I'm afraid this girl has been hooked away by Camp Commander Liu!

The veteran burst into tears and laughter.

It's really rare for a sycophant to be accepted so generously and openly.

As soon as the soldiers stirred up in the woods, the flock of birds that had just fallen was frightened again and flew up from the forest and circled in the sky.

"See that sparrow, that thing is a scourge, let's use it for wine today." Liu Cheng Chong Sky Nunu mouth.

Yu Debao didn't bother to pay attention to him with a cold face.

The two unknown big birds just now were fifty or sixty centimeters long, and their wings were about the size of a goose, and they were about the size of an egg a hundred meters away.

Why are you talking to me about sparrows? Can you see that? Seeing that the young major did not speak, Liu Cheng smiled, raised the gun with both hands, put the butt of the gun against the shoulder socket, stood with his feet undivided, leaned forward slightly, and aimed his eyes at the crosshair.

Yu Debao was slightly stunned, Liu Cheng's shooting posture was very strange.

But Yu Debao had an illusion in his heart that he felt absurd, and he might lose.

Of course, Liu Cheng didn't have time to tell him that this was the most scientific clay pigeon shooting posture that later generations of sports scientists had studied for decades, and in fact, it was the shooting posture of athletes in the skeet shooting competition that everyone could see in the later Olympic Games.

Lean forward with your center of gravity forward as you prepare.

This is in order for the shooter to facilitate the tracking of the target after the appearance of the disc target, and to prevent the upper body from falling backwards due to recoil after the first shot, which affects the second shot.

Skeet shooters, on the other hand, tend to bend their knees and squat in order to make their rotation flexible and facilitate timely capture of two saucer targets flying out in different directions at the same time.

Liu Cheng had also participated in some such shooting competitions in the tropics, so he naturally came up with such a shooting posture, after all, this is not a battlefield where life and death must be separated.

It's just that the flight speed of the Olympic disc target is about 70 kilometers per hour, which is much faster than the speed of ordinary birds, but Liu Cheng uses a rifle, which is more difficult than the shotgun used in the Olympic competition.

He just needed to let the young major and the old bird lieutenants know that they, in front of the real masters, were weak chickens, even if it was just a competition.

If it was Liu Cheng in later generations, he really didn't have the confidence to take such an old gun without a scope and aim at a sparrow flying up and down to hit the effect he wanted.

But in the past two months, Liu Cheng has become more and more familiar with his current body, and he can even be called satisfied, the fat man has a lot of fat, but he is unexpectedly flexible, plus he has Liu Cheng's super eyesight, and his marksmanship is even more accurate than decades later.

Liu Cheng even felt that if he trained for a few years according to the methods of later generations, God and his old man would go crazy and let him travel back again, and he would be able to beat the few people who had ranked on his head all over the ground to find teeth, even if he was about to enter old age at that time.

Of course, now I can only take the handsome young major first.

Without waiting for others to think more about Liu Cheng's strange shooting posture, Liu Cheng also fired five shots in a row "horn, horn, horn ......", which was a few points faster than Yu Debao, and poured out the five bullets in the magazine.

The shooting speed is awesome, but this marksmanship is really not very easy to say.

With everyone's faces obviously toothache, the soldiers who had not yet left the woods began to search for the results of Battalion Commander Liu.