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Chapter 96 096 Shui Sheng: What if I tell him he can't catch him? (4K)
It's not that Wei Dayong didn't resist, but how could he be Wang Liang's opponent.

After struggling for a few rounds, he was brought down.

"Broken wrists! Broken elbows! Locked shoulders! Breaking fingers! Rotating joints!" Wang Liang practiced on Wei Dayong one by one.

"Ah—it hurts! I dare not talk back anymore! I was wrong!"

Wang Liang still felt that it was not enough to relieve his anger. Wei Dayong had promised himself no less than ten times, and he would commit it every time. This time he dared to talk back to himself in front of outsiders. He must be educated:
"Damn it, the commando captured a devil two days ago, and I haven't had time to interrogate him yet, so you're dragging him to be your partner."

"When I went to ask again, that devil was lying on the ground and kneeling on the ground, besides crying, and he was incontinent. Did you do this?!"

The more Wang Liang talked, the more he hated him, and he severely punished Wei Dayong.

When he stood up and clapped his hands to ask Chang Naichao whether to start the next demonstration subject, all the officers couldn't help but took half a step back.

The look in Wang Liang's eyes was different, full of awe.

Wang Liang also pulled Wei Dayong up, and didn't bother him much, just helped him stretch his muscles.

The purpose of punishing Wei Dayong is twofold. One is to let him know that as a soldier, he must obey orders and prohibit, have a sense of obedience and discipline, don't contradict his superiors all day long, and find a partner to practice fighting.

The second is to understand everything.

Soon, the shooting range was set up.

Ye Wanshou, who had suffered a loss in fighting, was determined to regain his position in shooting.

So he chose the one with the best performance and the most stable performance from the eight precision shooters to play.

"Sir Wang, within 200 meters, targets appear randomly, how about the shooting speed and accuracy?" Ye Wanshou looked at Wang Liang with some trepidation.

Wang Liang smiled, but looked at Shui Sheng instead of speaking.

Seeing Shuisheng shaking his head, Ye Wanshou thought this guy was scared, so he smiled kindly and comforted him: "It's okay, I know your training is not so difficult, it's just communication, just play normally, it doesn't matter if you lose."

"Good shooters are fed with bullets. Our shooters have to destroy more than 2000 bullets in a month alone. You don't have such conditions, and you can understand."

Shui Sheng is a straight-forward person, so he couldn't help saying: "Sir, I think this subject is too simple, and there is no difficulty at all."

"What?!" Ye Wanshou and the other officers suspected that there was something wrong with their ears, and they misheard.

"I said it's not too difficult!" Shui Sheng repeated.

"Then how do you want to compare?" Ye Wanshou smiled directly.

Shui Sheng thought for a while and said, "Well, the first round of shooting is better than hitting a random target that appears within 200 meters, plus a second round of shooting."

"After the first round of shooting, both of them will run two round-trip relays of 4 times 10 meters with more than [-] kilograms of equipment, and then compete with whoever hits more wine bottles."

"Snipers need to carry a lot of equipment, and often need to move their positions after firing a shot, so they also need to adjust their breathing, so that the competition is closer to actual combat."

Hearing this, Ye Wanshou couldn't help giving Shui Sheng a high look.

Unexpectedly, this unremarkable young man knew the training methods of Japanese soldiers.

According to the "Infantry Code of Practice", soldiers must accurately hit random targets that appear within 200 meters within four seconds.

After the shooting is over, you have to wear a gas mask and a 30-jin load, run 30 meters fast, and then continue shooting.

Although the subjects proposed by Shuisheng are different from those of the Japanese, they are similar in purpose.

"Okay! No problem, how far should the wine bottles be placed?" Ye Wanshou felt that this was not a difficult task for his shooter, so he took it.

Shuisheng shook his head: "Don't worry about it, devils are not fools, they won't stand there motionless and let you beat them, just find a few brothers and throw them into the sky when the time comes."

"Okay! Just follow what you said!" Ye Wanshou was taken aback. His soldiers had never practiced this kind of training method, but he didn't believe that this Shui Sheng had such strength.

"On your marks! 3! 2! 1! Go!"

With a whistle, the national army soldiers in the trenches of the shooting range began to shoot at random.

It is said to be random, but in fact they still follow the order they are familiar with in the daily training of the precision marksman class.

boom--

boom--

boom--

boom--

Shui Sheng and the precision shooter from the national army fired almost at the same time.

But unlike Shui Sheng with a calm face, in just a short while, the precision shooter's forehead was covered with sweat, and it was obvious that he was under a lot of pressure.

With the sound of another whistle, he began to run back and forth with a heavy load.

Shuisheng completed it in just 22 seconds.

However, the soldiers of the national army were still ten seconds slower in the case of successive fouls before they reached the finish line.

After running, I was already sweating and panting.

On the other hand, although Shuisheng was also sweating, he had already adjusted his breathing rhythm immediately, held the gun steadily and was ready to shoot.

The wine bottles were supposed to be thrown as soon as the shooter was in place, but the two soldiers who were in charge of throwing the wine bottles may have done it out of selfishness and waited for their comrades to be in place before doing so.

boom--

boom--

boom--

boom--

The gunshots were mixed with the sound of wine bottles popping in the air.

"Report the results!"

"There are 20 random targets in the first round, and 20 random targets in the second round."

"Shi Xichun, 7 hits in the first round, Shui Sheng, 13 hits in the first round."

"Xi Chun took 31 seconds to run back and forth, and Shui Sheng took 23 seconds."

"Shi Xichun hit 1 target in the second round, and Shui Shengsheng hit 19 targets."

"Report complete!"

Shui Sheng returned to Wang Liang's side after inspecting the gun.

Wang Liang blamed in a low voice: "Didn't I ask you to give up a few shots? This made the friendly army so embarrassing."

Shuisheng is also a straight person, and he said loudly: "I gave up several shots, what should I do if he can't catch it? I gave him 7 shots in the first round, but I couldn't give up in the second round. He couldn't even hit the bottle when it was about to fall to the ground. , so I knocked it out."

"Commander, if you hadn't trained me, I might have fought evenly with him. But since I followed you to learn the details of trigger control, breath control, wind value calculation, and moving targets, I feel that I have become one with the gun. As soon as you shoot, you can hit the target by feeling."

Shi Chunxi: "."

Chang Naichao: "."

Shi Hongquan: "."

Ye Wanshou: "."

All the officers: "."

Wang Liang: "..."

Wang Liang felt that Shuisheng's set of words seemed familiar, and he couldn't remember where he had heard them.

After losing both events, Ye Wanshou, who was very upset, said stiffly: "Brute force and good marksmanship alone cannot defeat the Japanese."

"We need to pay more attention to the study of military courses. At present, we don't have such teaching materials. We can refer to the "Infantry Exercise Code", "Field Service Order", "Elementary Tactics" and "Topography" issued by the Japanese Army."

"Our national army focuses on the training of military courses, and as far as I know, your army has a high illiteracy rate. Most of the soldiers and even most of the commanders are illiterate, and what's more, they can't even know their own names. Write."

Ye Wanshou talked more and more vigorously, and he was about to let go of his mouth: "Look at the Japanese army. Since the Meiji Restoration in Japan, national education has been popularized to a large extent."

"All Japanese soldiers have received education above elementary school, have a certain cultural foundation, and can learn and comprehend some tactical essentials well."

"Japanese soldiers would carry the "Infantry Exercise Code" with them, and many books were filled with densely packed experiences and experiences, and even the most low-ranking Japanese soldiers could recite the "Infantry Exercise Code" proficiently."

"The Japanese army not only pays attention to theoretical study, but also pays attention to actual combat training. Japanese soldiers get up at five o'clock in the morning until the lights are turned off at night, and they are almost never idle. Obedience to awareness and endurance."

"I'm afraid there are some things that even if some people want to learn, they can't read or read books, let alone understand the meaning."

Ye Wanshou's words were very straightforward, both inside and outside the words. He was mocking Wang Liang's soldiers for being generally uneducated.

Can Wang Liang bear it?

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Wang Liang also fought back mercilessly: "I heard so much from Camp Commander Ye, and they all praised how powerful the little devil is. You don't mean to persuade us to join the Japanese as traitors?"

Ye Wanshou laughed and said, "No, it's called knowing yourself and the enemy, so you can win a hundred battles."

"It is necessary to recognize the strength of the opponent, and to conduct in-depth research on the enemy while recognizing the gap. Only in this way can it be possible to defeat the enemy."

Seeing Ye Wanshou's serious face, Wang Liang wanted to laugh.

When it comes to the study of Japanese devils, in Central Hebei and even the entire Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei region, Wang Liang said he was second, but no one would dare to say number one.

After all, Sun Shulin was responsible for the establishment and training of the Blue Army, from weapons and clothing, daily diet and daily life to military training, all of which were carried out with reference to the Japanese army.

In addition, Fujita Kazuyoshi provided more detailed Japanese military training materials in private, as well as the guidance provided by unannounced visits to the Blue Army.

It is no exaggeration to say that the secret blue army under Wang Liang is almost no different from real devils.

All of them cannot be said to be proficient in Japanese, but common communication vocabulary can be spoken very fluently and purely, without flaws at all.

"Since Battalion Commander Ye has studied the Japanese army so thoroughly, why don't we come and compete with each other? Let's see whether we Chinese soldiers are more powerful, or the little devil is more rubbish." Wang Liang said.

"Oh? What's the comparison?" Ye Wanshou was curious.

Wang Liang thought for a while, and said: "Well, you will be the devil's sentry, and I will be the prisoner. Let's see if I can succeed."

Ye Wanshou weighed it up. Although Wang Liang was very skilled, the prisoner training focused on controlling the enemy secretly and quickly.

I know that Wang Liang will come to attack, so I can prepare for it in advance.

After a while, even if he is not Wang Liang's opponent, he can run away, and no matter how bad he is, he can fire a warning shot or call to remind his companions.

According to the captive rules, these situations are regarded as Wang Liang's failure.

Thinking of this, Ye Wanshou readily agreed.

In this way, the news that the two officers were going to conduct prisoner training soon spread throughout the camp.

Soldiers flocked to watch.

I want to see which officer is better, and learn by the way.

Ye Wanshou had already imitated the devil, found a place he thought was good and stood up, and began to guard with a gun.

Seeing the eagerness of the soldiers, Wang Liang simply started the explanation mode. If they can learn their own way, they can reduce some casualties in future battles.

"Everyone, pay attention. If we are carrying out operations for the purpose of grabbing tongues, it is best to approach from the enemy's rear or side rear."

"During this period, your footsteps must be light, and you must be prepared for the enemy to turn back at any time during the approach."

He didn't know if he could successfully capture the prisoners, but Wang Liang actually taught the class. Naturally, Ye Wanshou said that he couldn't let Wang Liang succeed.

Shaggy turned around ahead of time and smashed Wang Liang's head with the butt of his gun.

Although the butt is made of wood, it can't stop it from being heavy.

If this hit Wang Liang's head firmly, it would definitely be a dipper.

Just when the soldiers were sweating for Wang Liang, Wang Liang quickly dodged to the left and made a left lunge, and at the same time blocked Ye Wanshou's right forearm with his right forearm to avoid the attack of the gun butt .

Then Wang Liang took a right step towards Ye Wanshou's body with lightning speed, and slashed at the vital position of his ribs with his left palm.

Taking advantage of the blow, Ye Wanshou's body was involuntarily tilted, Wang Liang quickly locked his throat with his right arm to completely control him.

Then he took out the socks that had just been taken off Wei Dayong's feet from his pocket, and stuffed them into Ye Wanshou's mouth that was about to scream.

The whole set of movements was smooth and smooth, crisp and neat, without any false moves, which made the soldiers applaud secretly.

Chang Naichao and Shi Hongquan also looked at each other in blank dismay, experts watching the doorway and laymen watching the excitement, these two veterans couldn't help sighing secretly that Wang Liang's captive-catching moves were really beautiful.

"Woooooo-"

But Ye Wanshou was very uncomfortable, not to mention Wang Liang kept torturing himself with dark energy, the stinky socks made him cry, and the smell was overwhelming.

After a while, Wang Liang released Ye Wanshou.

Ye Wanshou got up and became furious: "This round is not counted. When the devils sentry are on guard, they always use bayonets. My rifle didn't have a bayonet just now. If I have the ability, I will do it again."

Stinking socks were stuffed into his mouth, Ye Wanshou lost all face, and became ruthless, he had to teach Wang Liangliang a lesson today.

"No! It's too dangerous!" Chang Naichao intervened. If something happened to Wang Liang in his own territory, it would be unreasonable.

Wang Liang waved his hands and smiled, "Don't worry, Chief of Staff, I will show mercy."

"Captain Ye's suggestion is good. Just now, I felt that my movements were too fast, and the brothers probably didn't see clearly. This time, I tried to slow down as much as possible and do some dismantling movements."

Chang Naichao thought: Do I mean that?

These words are simply pissing people off, and they don't take Ye Wanshou as a person at all.

(End of this chapter)