Anti-Japanese sharpshooter

Chapter 77 I Can Hit Farther
Chapter 77 I Can Hit Farther

A few people arrived at the entrance of the village soon, and many soldiers followed curiously along the way.

Everyone was very curious to hear that the well-mannered political commissar was going to shoot.

In their view, this political commissar is the one who holds a pen. Can he hold a gun?
Curiosity killed the cat. When they reached the entrance of the village, almost all the officers and soldiers of the regiment followed.The crowd at the entrance of the village was full of people, and the common people in the village were all discussing whether Zhao Gang would shoot or not.

Li Yunlong looked at so many people, frowned, and said to Zhao Gang in a low voice: "Old Zhao, can you really fight? If not, don't force it, so many people are watching."

Zhao Gang smiled and called out: "Zhang Dabiao!"

Zhang Dabiao hurriedly responded loudly: "Here!"

"Set up a target!" Zhao Gang said loudly.

"Yes!" Zhang Dabiao was about to turn around when he remembered a key question: "Commissar, how far away?"

Before Zhao Gang could answer, Li Yunlong kicked over: "Nonsense, 50 meters!" 50 meters is the standard distance for soldiers to practice marksmanship.

"Yes!" Zhang Dabiao turned around and was about to leave when Zhao Gang said, "No, 500 meters!"

"500 meters?" Everyone said wow, looking at Zhao Gang in surprise.

"Did I hear correctly? 500 meters?"

"It seems to be, I heard it too..."

"500 meters, can our guns shoot that far? Even if we can shoot that far, who can hit the target?"

"Hey, I thought the political commissar really knew how to shoot, but I didn't expect that he didn't even know the most basic common sense. No one in our regiment can hit a 500-meter target, right?"

"Yeah, Xiao Wang is the best marksman. He only hits the target for 200 meters, and he has just hit the target. He doesn't even have a streak."

"I thought the political commissar was a scholar, but I didn't expect him to be a braggart..."

……

Li Yunlong frowned when he heard these discussions.

Although he doesn't like this political commissar who talks about mother-in-law and mother-in-law, after all, they form a team together, so they can't watch him lose face in front of so many subordinates.

He looked at Zhao Gang beside him, but Zhao Gang was still calm and calm.

You nerd, do you think the gun in your hand is a pen? 500 meters, so what if you hold Xiaodaozi's sniper rifle?That thing is not just a pull of the trigger.Seeing how weak you are, I'm afraid that the recoil can knock you out.

Li Yunlong wanted Zhao Gang to give up the idea of ​​shooting in public, but he couldn't open his mouth at the moment. After all, there were so many people watching, and now he couldn't withdraw even if he wanted to.

So he quietly winked at Zhang Dabiao, which meant to let him get closer.

Zhang Dabiao was simply the roundworm in Li Yunlong's stomach. Li Yunlong knew what it meant when he blinked his eyes, so he nodded, mounted his horse and ran out of the village with the target on his shoulder.But he didn't run 500 meters like Zhao Gang said, but stopped after only running 300 meters, and set the target there.

The target was set up, and now everyone was looking at Zhao Gang and the gun in his hand eagerly, wanting to see if the white-faced scholar would shoot and hit the target.

Jiang Tiandao was also full of curiosity. Since he traveled here, he had never met a person who knew guns, but Zhao Gang recognized the sniper rifle at a glance.Then, he also mentioned the range of the sniper rifle. Although it was far from his gun, it was already at the professional level compared to others.

Now, what he cares about is whether Zhao Gang is a nerd who can only talk on paper, or really knows how to fight.

Everyone looked at Zhao Gang, and saw him lying down on the ground with a decent appearance, opened the bracket, opened the scope, and then stuck one eye on the scope.

The whole movement was extremely skillful, Jiang Tiandao only watched this movement, and before he fired the gun, he concluded in his heart that this political commissar was not bragging or just talking on paper, he definitely had a skill.

"Pfft!" Zhao Gang pulled the trigger, and a bullet shot out.

The surrounding soldiers fell silent, and the entrance of the village became completely silent. Everyone looked into the distance helplessly, wondering if Zhao Gang's shot had actually hit him.

Li Yunlong was also sweating. He looked at Zhao Gang worriedly, but found that Zhao Gang was very relaxed.

So he shouted: "Zhang Dabiao! Did you hit him?!"

In the distance, Zhang Dabiao, who was hiding aside, poked his head out carefully, ran to the target and took a look, then turned his head and shouted excitedly: "Leader, political commissar! Hit, hit! Nine rings!" !"

Hit? !Still nine rings!
While Li Yunlong breathed a sigh of relief, he was both surprised and happy, and couldn't help but look at Zhao Gang.

This white-faced scholar did not expect to have such good marksmanship, which is impressive!

The soldiers were chattering there.

"Wow! You can hit it from such a long distance, and it's still a nine-ring ring. The political commissar is amazing!"

"That's right, I didn't expect that the political commissar, who is usually polite, would be so fierce in fighting!"

"Yeah, I'm afraid even the head of the regiment can't be so accurate. I admire the political commissar so much!"

……

In an instant, Zhao Gang attracted countless fans, and many people who usually dislike him for his sourness and talent have all become his fans at this moment.

Even Li Yunlong is no exception.

"Old Zhao, I thought you were a white-faced scholar who knew how to do ideological work, but I didn't expect you to be so good at marksmanship. I think we will leave our sharpshooter company to you in the future. You plan it, and Xiaodaozi implements it in detail. Hurry up." Come up with a sharpshooter company for me, and let the little devils come and see, our Eighth Route Army Independent Regiment is not easy to mess with!" Li Yunlong said excitedly, grinning.

Zhao Gang laughed: "Old Li, I practiced this when I was in the military academy. I haven't fought in a long time. I'm sure I can't compare with Comrade Xiao Jiang. The sharpshooter company mainly depends on him!"

The two of them were talking here, and the surrounding soldiers were a little puzzled.

"Huh? What are the political commissar and the head of the regiment talking about? Is there anyone better than the political commissar's marksmanship?"

"Yeah, I don't believe it. There are still people who can hit the target from 500 meters away."

……

Hearing these discussions, Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang smiled at each other. They knew that today was not only an opportunity for Zhao Gang to impress others, but also a day for Jiang Tiandao to prove himself.

"Xiao Daozi!" Li Yunlong shouted.

"Here!" Jiang Tiandao responded loudly and ran out.

"Xiao Daozi, did you see the marksmanship of the political commissar just now?!"

"Reporting head, I saw it!"

"Tell me, can you do it?!" Li Yunlong asked loudly, he intended for everyone to hear and see.

But Jiang Tiandao hesitated for a moment, he was worried that if he answered truthfully, he would take away Zhao Gang's limelight.

Zhao Gang keenly guessed what he was thinking, and before he could answer, he said loudly: "Jiang Tiandao, if you can't even beat me as a scholar, then don't brag about being a sharpshooter in front of the head of the regiment, just go home and cultivate Here comes the sweet potato, our independent group don't want people who are bragging and pretending to be counting!"

Jiang Tiandao's blood surged, and he blurted out: "Report to the head of the team! I can do what the political commissar can do, and I can hit farther and more accurately!"

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Today, continue to come.

Continue three more.

Although I also know that there are not many three shifts, but it is already what I can do.

(End of this chapter)