"Brothers, Captain Ba wants to see if we are practicing fancy kung fu or real kung fu, and we want to send a few masters to try the kung fu of the brothers!"

"Wow-" The soldiers on the field were in an uproar! And the ones who came to play? Is this guy more daring than a gourd? There is no regiment commander in the eyes of these people, whether it is a cavalry battalion or flying all over the sky, anyway, they are Feige's soldiers, and the others are all outsiders! Those who come to find fault are the enemy!

Hu Fei raised his two hands and pressed down, and the noise on the field slowly stopped.

"Captain Ba wants to send three masters to have a friendly exchange with us, then we have to take the move, and we have to let Captain Ba see that we are not practicing fancy! Ji Jinbiao! ”

"Yes!" Ji Jinbiao walked away from the team and gave Hu Fei a military salute with his chest straight.

"Equestrian and sword skills are up to you to learn from the masters of Captain Ba. Remember, knives and guns have no eyes, point to point, don't hurt anyone! ”

Equestrianism is a bit more dangerous than knife fighting. Hu Fei is not afraid of what will happen to Ji Jinbiao, this kid's sword skills and martial arts are the best among these hundreds of people. Hu Fei was afraid that Ji Jinbiao would be happy to play and couldn't control it, and then hurt the master brought by the head of the people's Ba regiment!

"Yes!" The horizontal flesh on Ji Jinbiao's face shook a few times, this kid was already impatient! The life of training every day is really boring, and he is really looking forward to having such fun!

"Xiong Wei!"

"Yes!"

"You're going to fight the wrestler!" I don't have anything to say to Xiong Wei and Hu Fei. That guy doesn't lose his physical strength, and it is estimated that he will not lose to the other party in wrestling. Besides, wrestling is basically not dangerous, like what point is up to the end, no hurting people and so on, Hu Fei is too lazy to talk about it.

"Yang Jinsheng!"

"Here!" A tall, middle-aged soldier stepped forward. This is the fierce general that Hu Fei recruited on the train on the way from Wanghaishan to Hailar. Yang Jinsheng used to be a company commander in the Feng Army, and there was absolutely nothing to say in marksmanship, even Hu Fei can't say that he will definitely win Yang Jinsheng in marksmanship.

These three are already the highest level of the cavalry battalion at this stage, otherwise Hu Fei would have to compete in person! If you can't win again, then simply admit defeat neatly. There is nothing to be ashamed of losing to a master.

In these years, there is no time to beat drums in wars, otherwise a little drum can also help the fun, right? The competition didn't seem to be lively enough, Hu Fei gave an idea, just let the big guys shout! What to shout? In the army, people generally shout to kill, but now it's a competition and not a war, who do you want to kill when you shout kill? It's not good to shout and fight, so let's shout!

Isn't there a good applaud, then let's applaud!

"Wow! Okay-"

Hu Fei gave an order, and the competition ground suddenly sounded like a tsunami. Hundreds of macho men shouted together, can the movement be small? The audience was enthusiastic and blood pressure was elevated; Athletes, on the other hand, are scrappy and red-eyed. A fierce competition is about to take place!

The competition is divided into three games in total, and you have to come one by one. The first competition is marksmanship! Shooting is the only race that uses a hot weapon, and it's also the safest race. The players in the competition each hit their own target, and whoever hits the most rings wins! There is no physical contact, so it can be said that even the chance of injury has been removed.

Yang Jinsheng was the first to play. Hundreds of people on the sidelines were staring at the old company commander. In the past, Yang Jinsheng was the squadron leader when he was in the independent brigade, but now he has been replaced by a cavalry battalion, and Yang Jinsheng has been transferred to the company commander. Anyway, several backbones under Hu Fei have him among them.

Yang Jinsheng, who is usually unknown, has never shown his face in front of people before, but today he stood coldly among hundreds of people, as calm as a half-cut black iron tower. With his hands at his side, he naturally stood up in a standard posture and looked at his opponent quietly.

The first athlete sent out by Bayar was his sharpshooter staff officer, Muren. Muren is white and clean, his face is cleanly shaved, and the military uniform on his body is also meticulous, which really gives people a feeling of bookishness. It is this white-faced scholar who wants to challenge Yang Jinsheng, a veteran soldier who has been a soldier for half his life!

The rules are set by Hu Fei, two kinds of pistols and rifles. Fifty meters for pistols and 100 meters for rifles, standing, lying and kneeling at will. Ten rounds per gun per person, the one with the most rings wins!

This is a trick taken by Hu Fei. He didn't know what to do with the sharpshooter Bayar. In terms of shooting, it is well known that pistols are more difficult than rifles, don't look at the target of a pistol is only 50 meters, but it is more difficult than a rifle to score a good result!

Yang Jinsheng's pistol shooting level is quite good! Hu Fei once saw Yang Jinsheng shoot targets with a pistol, and he scored a good result of 95 rings with ten bullets! He added the results of the rifle and pistol together, even if Bayar's staff rifle could be one and a half rings ahead of Yang Jinsheng, the pistol Yang Jinsheng would definitely be able to get it back!

The rules of the game are set by Hu Fei, and Bayard will pick what to compare first. Sure enough, staff officer Muren chose a rifle to shoot first. The two men each received rifle ammunition and walked to the firing position. Yang Jinsheng stood in a T-shaped step before his legs were crossed, and he chose the most difficult standing position to shoot.

Muren grinned, and the same T-step stood up. The opponent uses a standing position, and if he wants to use a lying position, even if he wins, he will lose face. Today's game is not anything else, it's just for the sake of face!

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ……”

The gunshots rang out rhythmically, and puffs of green smoke rose from the muzzles of the two rifles. Ten bullets were not much, and the two of them didn't hesitate too much, they both quickly shot out the ten bullets. Target detection. Yang Jinsheng ninety-nine rings, Muren ninety-nine rings! Ten rounds of bullets were finished and the two players were tied!

"Wow-" The officers and soldiers on both sides who watched the battle applauded in unison! Sure enough, it's a sharpshooter! Hu Fei's face changed slightly, this Muren is really amazing!

Next up is the pistol competition.

Each of the two contestants had a box gun with 10 rounds of ammunition, and they also shot in a standing position! After a burst of gunfire, the target was lifted up and counted in public. Yang Jinsheng 98 rings, Muren 91 rings, Yang Jinsheng won with more than 7 rings!

Being able to achieve more than 90 rings in pistol shooting is already considered the level of a sharpshooter, and these two people actually surpassed 90 rings at the same time! You must know that these two men did not use the guns used in the official international shooting competitions, they used Mauser automatic pistols with famous recoil!

Although Muren's results are already very good, if he loses, he loses. Mu Ren greeted Yang Jinsheng very graciously, and Yang Jinsheng also exchanged a military salute, and the two sharpshooters shook hands to show friendship. Hu Fei smiled at Bayar, although the head of Bayar also smiled, but there seemed to be a little more reluctance in that smile.