Suburbs of Nanjing, Tiexin Bridge.

Tiexin Bridge was originally the garrison of the 19th Army, but with the continuous expansion of the urban area of Nanjing, the 19th Army moved to the farther Hengshan Lake. The land was left vacant and became a training ground for the National Police Agency.

At present, the special service of the Fuxing Society is nominally established as the security department of the National Police Agency, so Dai Yunong asked the National Police Agency for this piece of land as a temporary shooting range for the special training class.

Surrounded by water on three sides and backed by mountains on one side, the terrain is very secluded. In the open space 300 meters square, there are still remnants of the roadblocks left by the former 19th Army.

Zou Zheng stood in front of six groups of nine people from the secret service, and after briefly explaining the essentials, he asked the driver to take out two tin boxes from the trunk of the car. When opened, there was a neatly arranged row of small pistols inside.

Zou Zheng took out a gun from the box and said to everyone:

"THE BROWNING M1900, ALSO KNOWN AS THE GUN BRAND PICKER, IS EQUIPPED WITH 7.65MM CALIBER BULLETS AND HAS AN EFFECTIVE RANGE OF 30 METERS. The content of our training today is the 30-meter rapid fire of the pistol, which is required not to miss the target. ”

There was a burst of laughter.

Zou Zheng looked at everyone's expressions, smiled and said:

"Everyone has been trained in rifles, the eighth phase has been practicing for a year, and the ninth phase has also been practicing for half a year, and they may all think that 30 meters is very simple not to miss the target, but the rifle is different from a pistol, you will know if you try it."

Then he pointed to the box, "Pick one for each person!" ”

Everyone lined up, took the pistol in their hands in order, and loaded it.

Zou Zheng pointed to the iron bucket more than one person high 30 meters away, and shouted, "Let's start!" ”

Shots rang out, only two clangs were heard, and it was clear that only two people hit the target.

Zou Zheng sneered a few times and shouted again: "Shoot again!" ”

There were a few more bangs, stronger than the last time, and there were three sounds.

"Shoot again!"

There were still only three rings.

"Those who miss three shots and one shot will be out of the ranks!"

Among the nine people, five people stood up, and only Geng Chaozhong, Yun Wei, Wang Jianqiu, and Xie Yan did not miss the target.

"Is it easy?!" Zou Zheng shouted.

"It's not easy." All five of them bowed their heads and looked ashamed.

"The one who shoots one out of three is out of the ranks!" Zou Zheng shouted again.

Yun Wei stood up and said with a red face: "Actually, I was also blinded, and only the second shot was hit." ”

"Two out of three!" Zou Zheng shook his head, noncommittal.

Wang Jianqiu and Xie Yan stood up - after all, they are eighth-term students, and there are many more live-fire drills than ninth-term students.

"It's okay!" Zou Zheng said a rare word.

Although the Whampoa Military Academy has live-fire drills, most of them are rifles, and pistol training generally begins when you are about to graduate. This is still Wang Jianqiu's relatively good results, so that he can have the opportunity to touch the pistol.

"Those who hit all three shots, out of the ranks!" Zou Zheng pursed his lips and glanced at Geng Chaozhong.

Everyone looked at Fang Tu with insensitive eyes - everyone had long been surprised, whether it was his school grades or the crash course in these two weeks, Fang Tu's grades had always been the best.

"Fang Tu, three more shots!"

Geng Chaozhong nodded, holding the gun in both hands, and raised the gun to shoot.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

It's three hits again.

"Is it okay to hold a gun in one hand?" Zou Zheng looked at Geng Chaozhong in an inquiring tone.

"Yes." Geng Chaozhong nodded, reloaded the bullets, and raised his hand to shoot three more shots.

Still all hits.

Everyone's face changed.

It is already difficult to shoot 30 meters with a two-handed gun, and a single-handed gun requires higher arm strength, wrist strength and control.

Everyone is a soldier, and they have never eaten pork and seen a pig run, especially Wang Jianqiu in the eighth phase, all of whom have received some pistol training, even the instructors who trained them in the military academy can't make six consecutive shots.

"What do you think?" Zou Zheng asked.

"Good!" Everyone applauded.

"Fang Tu, will you show them another hand?" Zou Zheng looked at Geng Chaozhong, his eyes full of memories - he remembered the afternoon when he was hunted by the Japanese, and when the gunshots rang out, he looked back and three Japanese had already fallen to the ground.

Geng Chaozhong at that time should have shot like this!

"Yes, show your hand again!" Everyone was excited.

Geng Chaozhong didn't speak, but his eyes showed an eager gaze, since he came out of the shell of the golden cicada from the party investigation department, he hadn't touched a gun for more than half a year.

"Show a hand, show a hand!" Geng Chaozhong's voice suddenly rose high, the whole person's back suddenly straightened, his eyes showed an undisguised edge, his cold gaze swept over everyone present, and everyone he saw couldn't help but shiver.

A thought welled up in everyone's hearts:

He's killed! He must have killed someone!

"Bring it!" Geng Chaozhong suddenly stretched out his other hand to Guo Xiaoxian, who was closest to him.

Guo Xiaoxian trembled and handed the gun in his hand to Geng Chaozhong as if he had known Geng Chaozhong for the first time.

Geng Chaozhong took the gun, his hand shook, everyone only felt that the magazine of the gun had fallen, and before the magazine landed, another magazine full of bullets had been loaded into the pistol like lightning, and the magazine that fell was picked up by Geng Chaozhong's other hand, and then it was filled with bullets.

Raise your hand, raise your gun, shoot!

But this time it's two guns in both hands!

Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!

The two guns rang out repeatedly, and the tin bucket in the distance was splashed with sparks, and everyone heard it really, and the tin bucket rang a total of twelve times!

The gun card is equipped with seven rounds, that is, fourteen bullets, twelve hits!

What's more, it's still a two-handed gun!

Everyone looked at everything in front of them in amazement, their mouths opened wide, and they forgot to even applaud!

It was a long time before there was a sparse applause, and then the applause grew louder and louder, shaking the empty shooting range into a buzzing sound.

Although he was not all hit, Geng Chaozhong's face did not have regrets, he shook his head and handed the pistol to Guo Xiaoxian.

"You must not be a policeman!" Yun Wei jumped up suddenly, "I've seen the police in Mukden, and I've seen beards, even the best marksmanship beards aren't so accurate!" ”

"This kind of marksmanship must be fed out with a large number of bullets, or even practiced on the battlefield, how can a policeman have such marksmanship?!"

"No," Geng Chaozhong shook his head, "I really worked as a policeman before, and I was still a patrol officer. ”

Yun Wei had an expression of disbelief on her face.

"Everyone, I don't think there's any need for me to stay here," Zou Zheng's face was full of emotion, "Today's pistol live-fire training will be handed over to Fang Tulai to be responsible, everyone has no opinion, right?" ”

"No comment!" Everyone replied in unison.