"Tenth shot, ten rings!"

As the soldiers who went to check the shooting situation reported the situation of each shot sentence by sentence, Battalion Commander Zhang's face became darker and darker, and he knew that he had hit a hard nail this time.

"Brother Yu, who do you say is our company commander and Brother Heping He, who is the number one sharpshooter in our company?"

Wu Wanli listened to the sound of the ten rings, originally he respected his brother the most, but when he saw Pinghe show off this achievement, he suddenly gasped and was a little shaken.

"Hey, stinky boy, so you haven't seen the world, a still target like this, and you can shoot in place."

"Don't say it's Pinghe, even if I change it, I can estimate that I can get an average score of eight rings, it's just a trivial matter, don't blink, it's just an appetizer now."

Yu Congrong was also quite envious of Pinghe's superb marksmanship, and nodded slightly and said.

"Fucking no, I must pester Brother Pinghe in the future, let him teach me a few hands."

Wu Wanli secretly made up his mind in his heart, only to feel that he was a little too old and rough to throw a grenade before, like a turtle, this shot is called handsome for a child.

"The seventh interspersed company is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, hmph, but Lao Tzu is not a vegetarian."

Battalion Commander Zhang glanced at Pinghe, nodded slightly, and picked up the gun himself and aimed at the target.

However, because he already had such a good result as Pinghe in front of him, he could only shoot carefully, and after one shot, he took aim and continued to shoot.

Under such a slow shot, he hit six tens, two nines, and two nine-and-five rings in a row.

However, when the battalion commander Zhang put away the gun, he did not have any discouragement, but patted Zhang Taofang's shoulder with expectation and whispered to him.

"It's okay boy, the marksmanship of commanders like me and Company Commander Wu is generally not the best in the army."

"What he sent should be the highest strength of their seventh interspersed company, and he may not even be as good as me in his own fight, so it's up to you next."

After speaking, Camp Commander Zhang glanced at Wu Qianli meaningfully, and some self-feeling nods nodded and gave way to Zhang Taofang to play.

"Just this challenge, isn't that just fun, how can Camp Commander Zhang look so serious."

Zhang Taofang scratched the back of her head, looked at the ten targets in front of her, and raised the Mosin Nagant rifle in her hand.

Then, although he fired every shot with precise aiming, it only took a few tenths of a second for a bullet to gush out of the muzzle.

To outsiders, it looked as if Zhang Taofang was not aiming at all, and directly poured ammunition outward, looking at Battalion Commander Zhang, he was a little flustered.

"Brother Zhang, let's be careful......"

"Bang-"

"You're still aiming for ...... point"

"Bang-"

Battalion Commander Zhang just wanted to whisper two words of persuasion, but the rapid gunfire interrupted his words, he simply closed his mouth, raised his hand, and quietly watched Zhang Taofang's performance.

"Don't worry, Battalion Commander Zhang is such a target, if you have to be careful, then you can't be a soldier."

When the quick ten shots were finished, Zhang Taofang wiped the muzzle of her gun like a nobody, and said with great confidence in her heart.

However, Zhang Taofang, who was outspoken and fast-talking, didn't realize how much damage this sudden popping up would do to a battalion commander Zhang who was only in his forties.

Battalion Commander Zhang opened his mouth full of black lines and wanted to refute two sentences, but in the end he sighed and didn't say anything.

However, when the soldiers who went to check the situation of the target ran back, reporting the situation of each link one by one, the eyebrows of Battalion Commander Zhang instantly relaxed, and his eyes looked at Zhang Taofang with a touch of amazement.

"First shot, Ten Rings!"

"Second shot, Ten Rings!"

"Third shot, Ten Rings!"

“……”

"Tenth shot, ten rings!"

Zhang Taofang's seemingly casual rapid shooting actually scored ten rings, and even Pinghe, the number one sharpshooter of the Seventh Interspersed Company, was defeated, and everyone present gasped.

Pinghe, who was sitting on the side and resting with a slight squint, also opened his eyes and looked at the sharpshooter seriously, and couldn't help but have a trace of admiration in his heart.

"Brother Yu, you said that if we continue to fight like this, will we lose, or let's go back and report a letter first, and hide some of those canned food, after all, it was hard to exchange our lives for our lives."

Wu Wanli looked at the ten rings in a row, and he was also slightly shocked in his heart, and immediately some small farmers looked at Yu Congrong and whispered.

"Hey, you kid has a head melon, you think about these cheap things all day long, I don't think we need to get these, even the captain's marksmanship, I'm afraid that these standing targets won't work."

"Since you don't believe in the company commander so much, let's make a bet, I bet that our company commander will not only win, but also be able to stabilize the opposite end, if you lose, you will help me wash my socks, and if you win, I will help you wash it."

Yu Congrong suddenly thought of something, patted Wu Wanli's shoulder and smiled.

"Bah, I don't gamble, just your socks, after washing it, it is estimated that I won't be able to sleep for three days and three nights."

Thinking of Yu Congrong's stinky feet, Wu Wanli suddenly felt a physiological reaction to gag, and simply left Yu Congrong two steps, and then continued to watch this exchange.

"What's so strange about this, a sharpshooter of Zhang Taofang's level, isn't it like playing around with these targets?"

"But after all, he entered the court some time earlier, but he doesn't know how strong Zhang Taofang, who is two years younger, is......"

Wu Qianli muttered while looking at Zhang Taofang, and a trace of war intent sprouted in his heart, he just wanted to compete with this combat hero, who was the most accurate.

"Company Commander Wu doesn't want to let me, but I do want to taste what it's like to eat canned luncheon meat for the U.S. Army, hehe......"

Zhang Taofang, who was only about twenty years old, was obviously a little young and vigorous, and her eyes were sharp.

He didn't have any malicious intent, but it was within the rules that he said a few innocuous words to provoke his opponent.

"Hahaha Wu Company Commander, it's up to you to perform next, teach Zhang Taofang, this kid, a lesson, let him have a longer memory, lest he be so crazy."

Battalion Commander Zhang said so, but he didn't think that Wu Qianli was still capable of overpowering Zhang Taofang's record.

After all, ten ten rings, no matter how it is, it is impossible to surpass, even if they let the group win a little bit as a whole and take some cigarettes and alcohol, then his face can be regarded as regained.

However, after taking a full view of everyone's performance, the corners of Wu Qianli's mouth rose slightly, and he couldn't help laughing, and then he said something that everyone present did not expect.

"Haha, hit fifty meters, isn't this bullying our battalion commander Zhang? I'll just hit a hundred and fifty meters! ”