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"The third uncle is polite. At this time, he was very curious about Tu Qianjun's tricks.

"The ...... of the Less Shopkeeper"

"Don't! Third uncle, you are folding my birthday! Just call me a soldier. Listening to the title of the leopard, Tu Qianjun couldn't help but feel a little unaccustomed.

"That's good! Let's take care of it! Junzi, the big shopkeeper went to Fengtian and didn't come back, and the second shopkeeper also followed. Now no one cares about the cubs in this cottage, and they either drink or make money all day long! Look, do you have to practice this style?! ”

Did they drink and play with money, or did you bring it?! You're the loudest every time! Tu Qianjun muttered to himself in a depressed mood, otherwise they wouldn't dare to mess around like this even if they were idle! That's good! It pushed me all in one go.

But Tu Qianjun also knew that this third uncle was actually kind, so that he could mingle with this group of beards. The competition between the two just now has already established a prestige among the beards.

Now the proposal to wear the forest leopard is to let Tu Qianjun stand up among the beards, think about it, this group of beards are all trained by you, can you have no prestige among them?!

"Third uncle, it's not impossible to teach everyone to practice the style. But not everyone can afford that suffering. Tu Qianjun thought about it and simply said it in front.

After all, in the future, I can't rely on one person to fight the world forever, I have to have someone to help me, right?! With this group of beards, with more than ten years of military experience, Tu Qianjun is also confident that he can train a batch of elite ** hair!

"I've left my words here, and the soldiers who should be taught don't hide their selfishness. But practicing the style is not an easy job, running the mountain to press the legs, standing on the stake and carrying the wood is a hard toss. If I can't be a soldier, I can't speak, and when I come up, I will be punched and kicked. ”

"After suffering and being beaten, everyone is not allowed to say that our army deliberately tossed." Tu Qianjun spread his hands, "If you feel that you can't stand it, talk about it now, don't be unable to hold it anymore......"

"Don't talk about the shopkeeper.

The people in charge of money, grain, guns and other materials in the village are called grain tables, and they belong to one of the four inner beams. But the original grain platform has been pulled down the mountain by the flying harrier to find Tu Sancang.

This tiger brother is the deputy of the original grain station who is still squatting in the cottage instead of the grain station. After going up the mountain, he reported the name of the Whistling Tiger, and the Leopard seemed to be cousins or something.

"There are now 431 kidnappers and 6 spray cans in the stockade." The Whistling Mountain Tiger was not ambiguous, and when he saw Tu Qianjun asking, he gave the number immediately.

"Chai He has 150,000 rounds, and there is a big door." The Whistling Mountain Tiger smiled, "There are three spray cans in this, and the shopkeeper is still 'fetched' back." ”

"Hmm......" Tu Qianjun nodded, and after organizing the language, he said to Lin Leopard in a deep voice: "Third uncle, can you find a blacksmith to make some iron sand?!" ”

According to Tu Qianjun's idea, he planned to build an iron vest in the style of the lead vest in his former army. Let these mustaches put on for a while and run stupidly.

Some of the beards have poor health, and some have good health. It's always a good idea to filter the way the recruits do it first.

"There is a blacksmith down the mountain." Piercing Lin Leopard nodded, "It's not a problem to hit some iron sand, Junzi, do you want that thing?!" ”

Tu Qianjun was silent, took out a pair of clothes and pants covered with long bags from the top and bottom from his room, and then took out piles of round iron sand from his clothes.

Wearing Lin Leopard, he took the strange dress curiously, weighed it, and estimated that it could weigh about twenty pounds.

The pants were grabbed by the Whistling Mountain Tiger in his hand, and it was estimated that there were more than ten catties, but the two of them didn't quite understand what this set of clothes was for.

"I wore it every day to run, and in the morning I wore it and grabbed a gun and ran for thirty miles......

"Hiss......" Weighing the clothes, the forest leopard and the whistling mountain tiger glanced at each other, and couldn't help but take a cool breath.

The Whistling Mountain Tiger couldn't help but have a big head, and only one of the more than 300 brothers in the stockade could be mixed into a cannon head. There are three secondary gun heads.

The rest are small cannon heads, according to the level Tu Qianjun said, it is a level that the total cannon head can't reach!

Can everyone practice like this?! The Whistling Mountain Tiger couldn't help but be a little suspicious, after all, age is here, is it too simple for the shopkeeper to think?!

"Marksmanship is fed by bullets, and no one is born with a gun." Tu Qianjun looked at the Whistling Mountain Tiger and said in a low voice: "If you shoot a hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand bullets, you can always practice your marksmanship." ”

You're talking about lightweight! How many bullets are there in our stockade?! It's only 150,000 rounds, and there are more than 300 people in the stockade! You have to shoot 100 rounds per person every day, but you have to run out of bullets in just three or two days!

The Whistling Mountain Tiger couldn't help muttering in his heart, after all, the young shopkeeper is too simple to think.

"The bullets are gone, we can go and 'pick them up' again. But if the brother's life is gone, it will be completely gone......" Tu Qianjun sighed, although Ertou Mountain is a big village, it is still poor after all!

As soon as Tu Qianjun's words fell, the beards present suddenly became awe-inspiring! is worthy of being the baby of the big shopkeeper, this benevolence and righteousness! No more!

"Let's let everyone practice slowly in marksmanship first, tentatively ten rounds a day!" Tu Qianjun thought about it for a while, and set the standard lower, "Let the uncles in the village take everyone to learn how to aim the gun first, and then we will shoot with live ammunition." ”

Tu Qianjun and Piercing Leopard and they returned to the house again, this time Piercing Leopard and Howling Mountain Tiger no longer had the slightest doubt about the words of this fifteen-year-old baby.

"I don't have time to make the dress I'm wearing, so let's put the gun on our back." Tu Qianjun looked at his clothes and said, "I'm still bothering Uncle Tiger and Third Uncle to find some key items and put them on everyone's backs, and we'll start practicing tomorrow morning!" ”