Bang bang bang!!

In Dalonggou, Yang Shiyuan and Yang Xiu each instructed ten gunners to practice shooting and shooting hard.

Yang Zheng sat lazily on a piece of grass not far away, humming a little tune to bask in the sun.

From the first day they were taught to practice pistol shooting, to today, it has been a full five days, and the people have changed several times.

Originally, according to Yang Zheng's original idea, he only wanted to train twenty gunners in Yangjiazhuang, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that something was wrong.

Now that you have a pistol, why not teach more people to use it while there is still some time?

People have no foresight, but they must have near-term worries.

Yang Zheng knew very well in his heart that paper would never be able to contain fire.

The secret of Yangjiazhuang's possession of arms and weapons will be leaked out one day, and when the time comes, if the Khitans really send troops to encircle and suppress, he will also have the capital to protect himself and fight back.

If you want to survive in this troubled world, you must improve your strength.

The armed staff of Yangjiazhuang is the strategic development direction formulated by Yang Zheng.

If the conditions are allowed, he hopes that everyone in Yangjiazhuang will be able to skillfully control arms and weapons, and if he really has a large number of pistols and rifles in the future, he can form a reinforced company in Yangjiazhuang.

Just imagine, when more than 200 old and young masters in Yangjiazhuang raised their submachine guns and AK47s one by one to counter-charge the enemy, killing the enemy on their backs and crying wolves, how spectacular the scene should be.

If all the staff of Yangjiazhuang are equipped with enough arms and weapons, at that time, even if the Great Liao Empire sends ten times as many soldiers and horses as him, it is estimated that it will not be an opponent.

However, although this idea is very good, but judging from the current conditions, it is estimated that it will not be possible to complete the full armament in a short period of time.

In the past four days, Yang Zheng has re-selected twenty clansmen from Yangjiazhuang every day to participate in the training, and today, the fifth batch of gunners has already been trained.

To be honest, the consumption of daily training is actually quite large, but in order to make these people have a certain combat effectiveness as soon as possible, Yang Zheng has no choice.

At present, Yang Jiazhuang has trained 100 gunners, and according to the consumption of at least 50 rounds of ammunition per person, Yang Zheng has consumed 5,000 rounds of ammunition.

Originally, he only carried 2,000 rounds of bullets from the Infinite Arsenal last time, and this bullet was not enough for training at all, so in desperation, Yang Zheng had to use the last remaining overtime card.

The last extra time card, plus two minutes of basic carrying time each day, is only four minutes in total.

At this time, if you want to get more weapons out of the sixth area, it is too late, after all, it will take a full minute to run the first five cold weapon areas.

In the remaining three minutes, Yang Zheng could only carry two boxes of ammunition and a few more pistols outside, and he couldn't carry too much, because if the burden was too heavy, Yang Zheng was afraid that he wouldn't be able to escape.

The two boxes of ammunition that were carried out for the second time were 4,000 rounds, and if today's training task is completed, it is estimated that there will be less than 1,000 rounds of ammunition left.

Thinking of this, Yang Zheng sighed secretly, and said in his heart, training for a thousand days, used for a while, if you don't usually lay a good foundation for training, if you really fight with the enemy at that time, it is estimated that you will shoot indiscriminately, and you will only waste more ammunition.

However, after today's training, it's time to finish it.

In any case, the remaining ammunition has to be stored in case of emergency.

Regarding everyone's training results, Yang Zheng can only say that it is okay, and it is simply unrealistic to train these hillbillies in Yangjiazhuang into sharpshooters in a short period of time.

Yang Zheng's purpose is actually very simple, as long as they learn to shoot, and then pay attention to some taboos in the use of firearms, so as to avoid accidentally injuring their own people.

After practicing firing 50 bullets, most people feel a little bit that although they can't hit a target with 100 shots, they can also shoot 4 or 5 shots out of 10 shots, and this is still the result of hitting a target dozens of meters away.

If you get closer, the hit rate of everyone should be higher.

However, among the 100 gunners, Yang Zheng still found a few guys with a lot of shooting talent.

For example, Yang Mazi and Yang Dapeng, their hit rates are far higher than others.

In addition to the two of them, Yang Shiyuan and Yang Xiu also had a good hit rate. As for Yang An, when he used the little yellow crossbow, he felt that he was quite accurate, but he was not very good at shooting with a pistol, he could only say that it was average, and he couldn't even catch up with Yang Meng's high hit rate.

Before you know it, the sun is gradually setting to the west.

It looks like the sun will go down in another hour.

At this time, Yang Meng, who had just finished shooting the target, felt that he was still unsatisfied, and glanced back at Yang Zheng, who was basking in the sun not far away, and rubbed his face with a flattering face, and said, "Big brother, if there are any bullets, give me another hundred rounds!" ”

"A hundred rounds?"

Yang Zheng kicked him angrily, "Do you really dare to speak?" ”

Yang Meng smiled wryly and said, "I feel that my marksmanship is not very accurate, and I want to practice for a while." ”

Yang Zheng refused without thinking about it: "No, you can't waste any more bullets, you have to keep some spare." ”

Yang Meng begged without giving up: "Big brother, it's good for you to give me a little more, even if I beg you, I promise you that I won't drink flower wine in the future." ”

Under his entanglement, Yang Zheng had no choice but to nod helplessly and agree, "Give you another twenty rounds, and there will be no more after the fight." ”

Hearing this, Yang Meng smiled, nodded again and again, and thanked: "Thank you, big brother, thank you, big brother, it's still a good ...... big brother."

Suddenly, at this very moment.

Outside the valley, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves, and everyone looked at it and found that the person on horseback was actually the chief butler Yang Fengnian.

Seeing this scene, Yang Zheng's heart moved, and he secretly wondered: "This Yang Fengnian stays in the village to take care of things on weekdays, and under normal circumstances, he never comes to Dalonggou, unless there is something urgent." ”

Thinking of this, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Sigh......

After a while, Yang Fengnian rode his horse to him, he turned over and dismounted anxiously, and ran to Yang Zheng with a choked follower, "Owner, it's not good, the second master has been carried back!" ”

"Bring it back?"

Yang Zheng's face sank, and he scolded angrily on the spot: "What the hell is going on, explain it clearly to Lao Tzu!" ”

Yang Fengnian panted and said, "The second master was seriously injured, and his legs were discounted. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone changed color, especially Yang Zheng and Yang Meng, after hearing this bad news, their faces turned pale, and there was a buzz in their minds.

Yang Shiyuan, Yang Xiu and the others stepped forward to stabilize him, and said with concern, "Owner, are you okay?" ”

Yang Zheng stabilized his figure, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Quick, go back to the village!" ”