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Up and down Hukou Mountain, only the fat man knew the value of this 92 infantry gun at the beginning, and later both Monkey and Yang Yun knew that this gun was different from the ordinary 92 infantry gun, but they didn't know its value.

Now Jiang Yi also knows the value of this 92 infantry cannon, and he is happy in his heart, and he feels sad, if the fat man is here, he can use this 92 infantry cannon given by the royal family to reduce the casualties in the battle with the Matsui division.

It's a pity that the fat man is not here, and he doesn't know the value of using this cannon.

Zhang Liguo and Kong Ning are both graduates of the Military Academy, and they should also know the little devil royal family badge and the signature of Hirohito, the little devil emperor.

They didn't take a closer look at the 92 infantry gun in the warehouse, and if they looked closely, they would find that the 92 infantry gun used by the fat man had a secret.

What's even more a pity is that neither of them paid attention to this treasure that was left in the warehouse and no one dared to touch it as long as the fat man didn't use it.

"Bang-"

The fat man finished firing twenty rounds of twenty rounds with the gun in both hands, and quickly inserted the twenty rounds back into the holster with one hand, and with the other hand he had already pulled out the great power of Browning inserted in the holster, and the moment he lifted the gun, he had opened it to safe, holding the gun in both hands, and as soon as the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the target, he pulled the trigger.

"Bang-" The Browning power in his hand kept roaring, spraying bullets, and the rate of fire was very fast, which was breathtaking.

The monkey gritted its teeth and pushed the wheelchair desperately, the rubber wheels of the wheelchair crushed against the gravel, and although the springs and sponges on the mat were cushioned, the bumps were still very large.

This made the fat man's hands with the gun shake all the time, and he could only grab the tiger skin wheelchair and shake it to the highest point for a momentary pause, and then shoot.

This is a game of playing with guns to the point of perfection, and it is natural to choose the most stable moment to shoot.

This is the physiological condition of the fat man, that is, no matter what kind of environment he is in, his body will naturally pull the trigger when the body is absolutely stable.

This can only be seen by a master of playing with guns, Zhang Liguo and Yang Yun, as well as the snipers in the flying army, have already seen sweat on their foreheads, and they can't match the height of this fat man.

Most people were just frightened by the fat man's quick gun, the gun was so fast, no wonder Sai Diao Chan cheated and used two guns to make him lose the gamble.

"Stop!" The fat man gave an order, and the monkey pushing the tiger skin wheelchair hurriedly slowed down, then stopped, holding the handle of the wheelchair with both hands and exhaling, it seemed that he was in a hurry just now.

"Monkey, push the fat man back!" The fat man removed the empty magazine from Browning in his hand and replaced it with a new one, and then inserted it back into the holster.

The monkey hurriedly pushed him back and returned to the crowd, only to hear him say to Kong Ning on the side: "Kong Ning, go and count, see how many targets you hit, and those who hit the red circle of the ten rings have a shot!" ”

"Yes!" Kong Ning recovered from the shock, hurriedly responded, and walked towards the shooting range.

The more Kong Ning who entered the shooting range, the more he looked at the target, the less calm his face became, and when he came back, his face was obviously inexplicably excited.

"Old Kong, what's wrong?" Zhang Liguo and Yang Yun almost asked in unison.

"Eight shots in a row didn't go empty, twenty rings and twenty rounds didn't go empty, Browning was so powerful that one shot in the chamber of the gun was connected, a total of fourteen shots didn't go empty, all kinds of targets!" Kong Ning said excitedly.

"All hit the target?!" Zhang Liguo and Yang Yun were surprised in unison, shooting when they were so bumpy, they could still hit the target with all the bullets, and the fat man's marksmanship was undoubtedly much higher than them.

It's just that Kong Ning's next words directly made Zhang Liguo and Yang Yunyou marvel and kneel.

"yes, and all of them hit the red circle of the ten rings!" Kong Ning shouted excitedly.

"What?!" Zhang Liguo and Yang Yun spoke in unison again, and then the performances on their faces were the same, showing an ignorant and stupid look, and they were frightened by the fat man's results.

What's wrong with being in a wheelchair?

is still brilliant in marksmanship, and it is still the existence that others look up to!

When the fat man heard his results, he pouted his lips indifferently, feeling that he was not very satisfied, and he felt that his speed could be faster.

Hey, it's all because he has been in a wheelchair for most of the year, lacks training, eats, drinks and sleeps every day, and has almost no exercise or anything.

"Uncle, next time you can still punish the small 1,000 push-ups!" The monkey gasped for breath, lying on his stomach with exhaustion, letting go of his hands pushing the wheelchair and shaking desperately, as if his arms were uncomfortable.

"Hey, you're not afraid of push-ups?" When the fat man heard what he said, he asked with interest.

"It's not!" The monkey pretended to be guts, shook his sore arm, and continued: "Uncle, you don't know that pushing your wheelchair is more tiring than doing a thousand push-ups!" ”

"......" The fat man was speechless, and the emotional monkey was saying that he was too fat in disguise.

With a weight of two hundred pounds, coupled with this kind of gravel and sandy road, it must be difficult for a wheelchair to push, and the monkey is still pushing him to run.

How much effort does it take?

You have to be tired and have a sore back!

Seeing the monkey's look of timidity waiting for him to repair it, the fat man didn't punish the monkey for the first time, and he also felt that he was a little too fat.

It seems that the weight now exceeds that of the original crossing, and the weight loss agenda is on the agenda.

"Uncle, the little one is afraid that you will be silent, or you can punish the little one, push-ups or something, you can punish as many as you want!" The monkey saw that he was silent, and his heart suddenly felt that he was brewing something terrible.

Indeed, the fat man was brewing a special form of punishment, a way of punishing the monkey.

"Monkey, the fat man doesn't punish you, you kid think you should be punished?" The fat man said with a smile.

"Well, because the little one is telling the truth." The monkey nodded very seriously and looked at him.

"Damn!" The fat man raised his hand and raised his middle finger at the monkey, rolled his eyes.

At this time, because of Zhang Liguo and Yang Yun's explanations, the onlookers who watched the fat man's and monkey performances were clear about the fat man's marksmanship miracles, and they were all talking and amazed.

Some people can't understand it, but it doesn't prevent them from worshipping fat people, as long as it's something that a fat man does, these fans feel that it must be right, and others can't do it.

"Dead fat man, is it okay, as soon as I came back, I played with one hand knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger, who are you playing with this hand?!"

At this moment, a familiar female voice sounded behind him, yin and yang, as if she was very resentful...... (To be continued.) )