In the afternoon of the same day, Wang Xu did not follow Yu Zecheng to special training, but transported the antiques back to modern times, and went to the wholesale market to buy two tons of salt.

Salt in the wholesale market includes household salt in small bags and wholesale salt in large bags.

This kind of wholesale salt in large bags is 100 kilograms per bag, and after the small traders buy it, they can be dismantled and sold for retail.

Wang Xu hired a car and pulled two tons of salt up the mountain.

The driver was quite puzzled, and asked what the salt was for, Wang Xu casually said a pickled pickle, and the driver who listened to it would be suspicious.

... Republic...

"Lao Wang, don't say anything!"

Seeing the salt, Yu Zecheng excitedly took Wang Xu's hand and said sincerely: "On behalf of the soldiers in the base area, thank you!" ”

Wang Xu: "..."

Two tons of salt at a time is enough for 2,000 people to eat for a year.

Moreover, the salt bought by Wang Xu is different from the salt during the Republic of China, and the taste is more than 100 times better through various mechanized processing.

Wang Xu also deliberately compared the salt in the Republic of China, which was a little dark in color, and the salt eaten by the common people was even more of a large granular salt.

The salt he brought back was snow-white in color, and the particles were very uniform, so he knew at a glance that it was a high-end product.

"Good salt, it's all good salt!" Yu Zecheng was delighted, this kind of salt can only be eaten by government agencies, and the soldiers in the base area may not have seen it.

But soon, Yu Zecheng was worried again, and whispered: "Salt is good salt, this price..."

"I don't want a penny, as long as you are single-minded, help me train for a month." Wang Xu didn't mention the money, such edible salt is only 2,200 yuan per ton, and two tons are less than 5,000 yuan, which is really the price of cabbage compared with the Republic of China.

Yu Zecheng didn't think so, and opened his mouth to say something.

Wang Xu didn't wait for him to speak, then waved his hand and said with a smile: "I am also Chinese, now that the national disaster is at the head, this batch of salt should be regarded as a gift from me to the base area, don't shirk it." ”

"Lao Wang, you have said that this is on board, if I don't agree, you must think that I look down on you. Okay, I promise, I will make you reborn within this month. ”

Yu Zecheng's words are categorical, and he has the meaning of swearing to the sky.

As a result, when he got to the back, Yu Zecheng's face was slightly dark, and he sighed: "Hey, Lao Wang, you are so capable, it would be great if you joined us, there is a lack of capable comrades like you in the organization!" ”

Wang Xu glanced at Yu Zecheng, this was a side knock to test his thoughts.

Joining the party below, Wang Xu didn't think about this problem, because he felt it was inappropriate.

After all, any organization is binding, and even more so the underground party, and he has too many secrets for people to know.

For example, if you really join in, the autumn shopkeeper asks, where did your goods come from.

Wang Xu definitely can't answer, so he can't tell the truth.

Moreover, Wang Xu can't stand the discipline of the underground party, he has long been corrupted by modern society.

Take Yu Zecheng as an example, except for the necessary activity funds, there is no need for any money in the organization.

Not to mention the salary, even the share given to him by the military commander, Lao Yu has paid the party dues, and you can't play with them.

From the perspective of modern people, work is work, and family is family, and the two should not be confused.

And the party members in this period, the family and the country, there are no boundaries.

Many revolutionary veterans gave up their small families for everyone, and after joining the organization, there were many people who donated all their family business.

"Lao Yu, I am a capitalist thinker, money first. Where I can help, I will definitely help, because I am also Chinese, but let me be like you, I can't do it! Wang Xu said very calmly, but his tone was as firm as iron.

Yu Zecheng opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

Wang Xu didn't want to talk about politics, nor did he want to argue with Yu Zecheng, which is more important, the country or the family, so he smiled: "Don't talk about this, let's train." ”

Wang Xu, whose ideological consciousness was not high enough, was not persuaded by Yu Zecheng in the end.

Fortunately, Yu Zecheng is a smart person who knows what it means to scrutinize and seize the degree, and he did not bring emotions into the special training.

In the first week, Yu Zecheng talked about pistol shooting, teaching one action at a time.

In the second week, the course was changed to practice marksmanship in the morning and camouflage and stealth in the afternoon.

In the third week, the course has a number of basic martial arts, as well as some tips for killing.

In the fourth week, the course changed again, and the location changed from the woods to the overgrown mountain forest.

Wang Xu acted as an investigator, and Yu Zecheng carried out counter-reconnaissance.

The two are like playing a game of cat and mouse, one searching in every possible way, the other hiding in every possible way, occasionally in reverse.

At the beginning, whether Wang Xu was tracking, counter-investigation, or fighting, he was all played by Yu Zecheng.

A few days later, the situation improved, but it still didn't last a few moves, and it was quickly won by Yu Zecheng.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed, and Wang Xu's bullets have made Yu Zecheng feel distressed, and his fighting level has not improved much, but his marksmanship has slowly improved.

Fifty meters away, ten shots, a full score of 100 rings, can hit about 70 rings.

At a distance of thirty meters, ten shots, it can hit about 90.

The distance of 20 meters is basically 10 rings, and the best result is 10 shots and 10 rings, without a single mistake.

Of course, because of the lack of time, Wang Xu has not yet tried to hit a moving target.

According to Yu Zecheng, his level is close to that of an ordinary agent, and he is still a regular graduating class.

Hearing such a compliment, Wang Xu couldn't laugh.

Because Yu Zecheng hit a target of 50 meters, he basically hit all 10 shots, you must know that the effective range of the pistol in this period is only 50 meters.

What's more, hitting a fixed target is just an introductory task for novices.

The results of the fixed target ten rings, and the moving target may not be able to go on the eight rings.

Yu Zecheng also said that moving targets are also different from people, and some people with a bad mentality have a high accuracy in hitting moving targets, but they are unsatisfactory when performing tasks.

The first time he participated in the hoeing mission, at a distance of thirty meters, he fired five shots at the traitor, and only one shot was fired in a panic.

And Yu Zecheng's achievements, but the first place in the Beacon class that year, Boss Dai personally met it.

"Don't be discouraged, in a month, you can grow from an ordinary person to this level, and you can be regarded as an excellent student in my grade back then. It's just that your hand-to-hand combat ability is still very lacking, and your talent in this area is far inferior to your firearms talent, so you can only rely on hard training in the future. ”

At the end of a month, Yu Zecheng gave an evaluation, bluntly saying that Wang Xu's strength in firearms is no less than that of an excellent agent who has just graduated, and it is very suitable for eating this bowl of rice.

In terms of fighting, Yu Zecheng didn't speak, just shook his head silently.

Wang Xu's heart was half joyful and half melancholy.

Good marksmanship, poor fighting, the talent of the two is not at the same level, he himself feels it.

In Yu Zecheng's words, he didn't ask questions in a normal shootout, if it was an emergency at close range and the firearm could not be used, then he would have to ask for a lot of blessings.

Anyway, in the battle with Yu Zecheng, he never made three moves.

Basically, after a few strokes, Yu Zecheng brushed a few times, and he didn't even have a chance to react, so he was subdued.

"Lao Yu, after these days of research, I have a little clue about marksmanship, follow your guidance, and it's no problem to practice hard by yourself. But this fight, I don't have any confidence at all, I guess if you continue to practice like this, that is, the level of street hooligans, do you have any way? In front of Yu Zecheng, Wang Xu didn't have to pretend, and said honestly.

Yu Zecheng frowned, saying something unpleasant, Wang Xu did not have martial arts talent at all.

Take the words of the cross talk world, Master Zu doesn't give this bowl of rice to eat, and there is no way to break the sky.

Yu Zecheng secretly pondered, with his means and eyesight, he couldn't teach this apprentice, so he said in a sullen voice: "Your talent is unsatisfactory, and you're old, I'm afraid I can't teach you well." If you have the heart to make up for the shortcomings in this area, I can recommend someone, this is a master who is as famous as Huo Yuanjia, and the person who can teach you well in Tianjin City right now is probably him. ”

"Who is this man?"

"Han Muxia..."