At the end of February, the sun was blazing on the coast of the South China Sea, and under the scorching sun, five oblique figures reflected on the beach, not moving at all.

Under the shade of the trees not far away, Shu'er choked on the seafood soup while fanning the fire, wiping the corners of her eyes from time to time, and then looked at a row of figures on the beach, biting her lip with a complicated expression.

Under the shade of another forest sat a middle-aged and a young fisherman, both with their chests exposed, rolled up their trouser legs, and whispered while fanning their big fans.

"Brother Wang, these masters are aiming at the long and short iron pipes, and there are large conch snails filled with sand hanging in front of the pipes, I am afraid that there are not several catties of weight, and one station is a day, what are you doing?"

The bearded middle-aged fisherman known as Brother Wang scratched his beard, fanned the wind, his eyes were full of confusion, and he said in a low voice: "I can't see anything, but these masters are quite precious." Hehe, the iron pipe is exquisite, but it's not as good as a big blade when it comes to fighting, in my opinion, at most I have to use it as a blowtorch for Shu'er Xiaoniang. Hey, hey, hey. ”

The two fishermen let out a low chuckle, which drifted to the beach in the sea breeze, and the five people on the beach remained still.

On the beach, Zhao Lie, Shi Yang, Ding Xiaoyi, and Wang Ping'an were flat-ended shotgun (hunting) guns, while Sister Xiaoqi and Ma Nanchun held imitation point 38 revolvers and aimed in a standing position. Regardless of whether the spear is long or short, a palm-sized conch is suspended with a string at the barrel position, and the snail recess is filled with sand. It doesn't seem to weigh a few pounds, but keeping a posture still for a long time under the scorching sun on your head is a great test of arm strength and endurance.

Zhao Lie has experienced more rigorous training than this in the shooting team of the police academy, so it is naturally no problem. In his imagination, Shi Yang and Wang Ping'an may be able to persevere, and Ma Nanchun may be able to carry it for a few days, as for the pair of young brothers, it is difficult to say. But to his surprise, everyone persevered without any discount, without any complaints, could it be that the ancients were more able to endure hardships than modern people?

Although Ma Nanchun was born from a wealthy background, he was determined to serve the country, had the ambition to put on his liver and gall, enjoyed blessings, and endured hardships. Shi Yang was born in poverty, a big-headed soldier, and enduring hardships is as natural as breathing. Not to mention Wang Ping'an, it is simply soaked out of bitter water, which is just a drizzle. Although Ding Xiaoqi is young, he has a tendency to be a "gun enthusiast" in ancient times, and his enthusiasm for any training action is unparalleled.

What really surprised Zhao Lie was Sister Xiaoyi, the tenacity, patience, and persistence of the fisherman's girl, who didn't let her eyebrows, and even Ma Nanchun had to be compared.

After Zhao Lie was surprised, he was more relieved, who doesn't want to teach a group of good students as an instructor? He had a hunch that this tactical group could be a blockbuster.

"Close!"

With Zhao Lie's command, the six people moved in unison, and at the same time collected their guns.

"Take a break - disband!"

Shi Yang, Ding Xiaoqi, and Wang Ping'an rushed to the shade of the tree like a fire, sat on the sand with one butt, scooped up the water in the bucket with a long-handled wooden spoon, and poured it violently. Ma Nanchun was also thirsty and tired, but he still walked unhurriedly, and drank water calmly.

"Little one, give." Shu'er held a bowl of water for Sister Xiaoyi.

The girl put the pistol at her waist, took it with both hands, her tanned face was a little embarrassed, and she secretly glanced at Zhao Lie. Seeing that Zhao Lie didn't pay attention to this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and drank it with his neck up.

Zhao Lie caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye, and smiled secretly in his belly. That's right, the name of the little sister is Xiaoyi-Ding Xiaoyi.

For illiterate fishermen, children are mostly named after simple rankings, regardless of gender. No matter how simple a man's name is, it is still a name, and after a girl gets married, she can only be called "so-and-so" with her husband's surname. In that case, why bother with a name? It is enough to have a ranking name.

Although Ding Xiaoyi can't read and write, he also knows that this is not a good name. On weekdays in the village, men and women of the same age have similar names, and no one is better than anyone else, so naturally they don't care. At this time, a few capable people suddenly came, some talented people, some strange people, and the nature of the girl made her quite ashamed of her name, especially not wanting him to hear it...... The reason for this was because of the look of astonishment on his face when he heard his name for the first time.

Zhao Lie also knew that his expression at that time was a little uncomfortable, it was really too much of this name, and he wanted to change her name, but he didn't know if the girl accepted it. After the entanglement, things dragged on.

"Brother Zhao, when can we shoot?"

Zhao Lie looked back helplessly, looked at Ding Xiaoqi with an expectant face, and shrugged: "I also want you to be on target, but it's just that it's difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, we have a gun, but the ammunition is insufficient." ”

"There's a lot of bullets in the warehouse......"

"As I said, it's for actual combat, not training."

It is true that there are various types of ammunition in the arsenal, and there are quite a few in stock, and it is estimated that there can be several bases, but in the absence of ammunition stock, it is not worth firing one less round. That bucket of single-base drugs is even more unlikely to be used for targeting, which is a huge waste. Therefore, it can only be trained in aiming with empty guns, disassembling guns and maintaining guns. These basic trainings are important, but they are inevitably boring day after day. No, Ding Xiaoqi almost asked when he would start live-fire training, and Zhao Lie could only spread his hands.

Gunpowder, which is now the most scarce.

Ding Xiaoyi put down the water bowl, wiped the water stains on his lips with the back of his hand, and his eyes flowed: "Or I will go to sea with Xiaoyi to see if I can catch ......"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Lie categorically refused: "No!" Slowly, there is nothing to fish on the sea now, and even if there is, you can't go to sea, it's too dangerous. ”

Although the Yuan Dynasty army withdrew, but the mountain was already under the control of the Yuan army, and it was close to the land, and it was not often that the Yuan navy patrol ships passed by the Yuan's navy army. They trained the beach to be south-facing, with a staggered reef to keep it from being noticed. Fishing at sea? Don't fold your own house into it if you don't catch anything.

Ding Xiaoyi pursed his lips and didn't speak, only exchanged a knowing look with his younger brother.

Shi Yang and Wang Ping'an didn't speak, their faces couldn't hide their disappointment, they had practiced for so long, but they didn't have a chance to hit the target, it was really ......

Ma Nanchun listened quietly, and when everyone stopped talking, he coughed lightly, propped up his body hard, and arched his hand: "Brother Zhao, since you are so in dire need of gunpowder, I can get some from Xiangshan." It's almost time to go, and it's time for me to go. ”

Ma Nanchun's proposal is good, and this is also the channel that Zhao Lie has thought of obtaining gunpowder.

Zhao Liegang stretched out his hand to pat Ma Nanchun on the shoulder, but immediately came to his senses, learned the other party's movements, and arched his hand: "In this case...... Well, that's how big it is. ”

As soon as they heard that Ma Nanchun was leaving, the Ding family sisters and brothers looked at the ground.

Ma Nanchun nodded knowingly: "Don't worry, I will do my best to track down the whereabouts of the culprit, and let the two of you use this fang to comfort Uncle Ding's spirit in the sky." ”

The Ding family sisters and brothers coincidentally clenched the gun in their hands tightly, and their eyes burst out with bitter hatred.

……

At night, Ma Nanchun and the Ding family siblings boarded the small fishing boat. The sisters and brothers want to send Ma Nanchun to the other side of Yinzhou Lake, although it is not far, but they have to be careful to avoid the Yuanshui army patrol boats when sailing at night, and they cannot land from the beach, so they have to take a detour to a remote place, and those who are not familiar with the sea area and the local terrain do not want to complete this mission.

"Wait, Brother Ma, bring this with you in case you need it." Zhao Lie reached into his pocket and took out a handful, spreading it out - six yellow bullets.

Ma Nanchun took it in surprise, closed it in his palm, brushed his sleeves and laughed: "Thank you so much, there will be a period later." ”

Zhao Liegang withdrew his hand, and the four eyes shot at him.

Zhao Lie shook his head: "You can't bring guns, once you run into a patrol boat, your identity as a fisherman is more useful than guns." ”

"But......" As soon as Ding Xiaoqi opened his mouth, he was stopped by his sister's eyes.

"Okay, we listen to you, who made you the head." Ding Xiaoyi responded happily and bent down to pick up the oars.

Zhao Lie, Shi Yang and Wang Ping'an worked hard together, pushing the boat out at low tide, and did not stop until the sea water was waistless, and then stuffed an object into Ding Xiaoyi's hand: "I won't give you guns and bullets, only give you this, and I will open it after dawn." ”

Ding Xiaoyi took advantage of the firelight on the shore and vaguely saw that it was a paper ball, and his heart jumped inexplicably, so he didn't dare to say more, so he buried his head in paddling hard.

When the boat went out for a while, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but take out the paper ball again and again, and opened it with the help of the starlight to take a closer look, it seemed that there were three words written, but he didn't know it. Ding Xiaoyi bit his lip and thought about it, and called: "Xiaoyi, don't pester Ma Xiushi, change hands." ”

Ding Xiaoqi reluctantly returned the pistol to Ma Nanchun, took the oars, but saw that his sister came to Ma Nanchun, and handed over a note with some twists: "Ma Xiushi, help me see what is written on it?" ”

Ma Nanchun took it and took a closer look at the starlight, his eyes became strange, he raised his eyes to look at the girl under the starlight, and smiled: "There are three words written on it - Ding, Xiao, Yi." ”

Ding Xiaoyi was at a loss: "Why do you write my name?" ”

Ma Nanchun smiled even more: "This 'Yi' is not the other 'one', this is Brother Zhao gave the little lady a nickname." Well, Qiushui Yiren, Haitian side, it's really good. ”

"Qiushui Yiren, Haitian side." Even though Ding Xiaoyi has never studied and can't read big characters, he can still hear the beauty of this context, and he was stupid for a while.

Looking back, the night was deep, the sea was foggy, and a little fire danced wildly in the wind, never extinguished.