Maggie took Zhang Heng to meet the logistician in charge of managing the distribution of weapons in the camp, a lame old hunter and a part-time cook, and the breakfast Zhang Heng had eaten before was from his craft.

Maggie hugged the other party, quickly explained the meaning in Finnish, and handed over half a pack of cigarettes, the latter glanced at Zhang Heng on the side, nodded reluctantly, accepted the cigarette and turned around and walked into the hut behind him.

"Later, Ojedo will show you how to use the rifle, he is a decades-old hunter and has a lot of experience, you can ask any questions you have, and I will help you translate."

Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, Maggie didn't look like such a kind person who likes to meddle.

"The kid asked me." The latter didn't mean to hide it, and shrugged his shoulders, "No way, I can always smoke thanks to that child, so it's hard for me to refuse her request, so let's take it as a debt." The female doctor paused, her eyes fell on someone's face, and her expression became a little suspicious, "I heard that you were ...... when they said that they found you."

“…………”

Zhang Heng finally ran into a question that he couldn't answer at all, the situation at that time made him have no other choice, but even if this kind of thing was explained, I am afraid that no one would believe it, so he had to remain silent.

Fortunately, at this time, Ojedo also came out of the house and threw a rifle to him.

"The M28 in your hand is based on the Monasingan M1891 as a template improvement, the production process, the shooting accuracy are stronger than the original, now the guerrilla weapons are scarce, you better not lose it." Maggie finally turned the subject back and took up her own translation, "In addition to that, Ojedo has also given you seventy rounds of ammunition, note that this is not just for you to practice, but also for your first mission, so my advice is not to run out of ammunition." ”

The female doctor paused, and then said, "After that, you can come here to get forty rounds of ammunition before every time you go out on a mission, and if you want more bullets, you can only touch them from the corpses of those Soviets, or you can exchange them for valuable trophies, such as captured guns, medicines, etc., and if you can come back with a T26 tank, then congratulations, the entire camp's arsenal will be open for you." ”

As Maggie was talking, several partisans came over with a Maxim heavy machine gun, and it looked like they had just returned to the camp, having won a great victory in the previous battle, and some of them were boldly whistling at the sight of the female doctor.

Zhang Heng silently stepped aside and watched them carry the heavy machine gun into the house.

Ojedo also jotted something down in his little notebook.

Waiting for the excited guerrillas to leave, he finally began to explain the use of the sniper rifle to Zhang Heng, Zhang Heng listened very carefully, after all, Maggie's humanoid translator is not necessarily free every day, and he can't maintain such a good mood every day.

The next day, the female doctor took someone to visit a guerrilla who was good at skiing, and this time she used a whole pack of cigarettes in exchange for a half-day teacher. Zhang Heng has skied a few times in the county near his hometown, and he is a little basic, so his performance is better than yesterday.

Two days later, an impatient Maggie threw him aside and went to play on her own.

However, at this time, Zhang Heng also finished the course preliminarily, and found a place with no one nearby to start practicing by himself, skiing is good to say, as long as you master the know-how and invest time will be effective, but shooting is more troublesome, he has a rough idea of the theory, and the rest is to explore from training and actual combat.

In particular, the cultivation of hand feeling is actually practiced by constantly pulling the trigger.

However, he only had 70 rounds of ammunition in his hand now, and although he tried to save as much as possible in the past two days, he still shot 40 rounds, an average of 20 rounds a day, which is really a matter of two minutes in a shooting gallery.

But after the fight, he didn't even touch the tail of lv0 now, Zhang Heng didn't know how to continue, he still had to set aside a certain amount of ammunition to use when performing tasks, Zhang Heng's expected number is thirty, at least twenty rounds left, and if there is less, he can only be a mascot.

But in fact, even if you pick out ten more bullets, it doesn't mean much.

Zhang Heng couldn't do anything about this, he couldn't leave the camp now, and he could only go to Ojedo to exchange the bullets, but the valuable things on his body were taken away by the Finnish partisans before he came.

Zhang Heng didn't go to them to ask for it after that, because he knew very well that there was no point in opening up, and since those things were in the hands of that group, it was not realistic to let them spit it out again.

However, his initial shooting practice was forced to end.

However, what Zhang Heng didn't expect was that on the morning of the third day, when he went to the place where he usually practiced, he found 3 cartridges with a total of 45 rounds under a birch tree.

This place was chosen by Zhang Heng himself, a little far away from the camp, and he didn't know why many of the guerrillas led by the submachine gun man that night had a faint hostility towards him, and he still wanted to stay here for a while, not wanting to cause any unnecessary trouble, so he chose a forest with no people to practice his gun by himself.

Unexpectedly, I picked up extra bullets here.

The appearance of these bullets has solved his current urgent need to a certain extent, Zhang Heng looked at the leather bullet box in his hand, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

It wasn't hard to guess where it came from, because there was only one person in the entire camp who always had good intentions toward him.

Zhang Heng silently finished the 45 rounds of ammunition in the woods, and the next morning he saw three other boxes of bullets under the same tree, in addition to his mobile phone wallet, wood carvings and lucky rabbit feet, except for the down jacket, basically everything he was seized was basically here.

This time Zhang Heng did not practice guns again, but came to a hut, he reached out and knocked on the door, and it was the female doctor who opened the door, who seemed to have just woken up, and said while yawning, "What's the matter?" ”

"Good morning, Miss Maggie, I'm here looking for someone." Zhang Heng knew that the female sniper lived with Maggie.

The female doctor shivered from the cold wind outside the door, tightened her neckline and looked back, "Hey, that guy is coming for you, do I mean you're here or not?" ”

“…………”

After half a minute, Maggie let go of half of her body and let Zhang Heng walk in, the girl was lying on the bed, her back to the direction of the door and the quilt was tightly covered, only the back of her head was exposed, as if she was still sleeping.

The female doctor was not polite, walked over and lifted the quilt directly, revealing the neatly dressed female sniper underneath, "Simon, you know that you can't hide from your partner forever, right?" ”