"Zhang Taofang! Is he the Zhang Taofang I know? Or does he have the same name? Is it the butterfly effect? Otherwise, why would he appear on the peninsula battlefield at this time?"
Wu Qianli was startled by the name of this gun god, and then became a little confused.
But if it was true, he would be very honored to compete with this legendary gunner.
"Hahaha, it seems that Captain Wu has agreed. Without further ado, let's go to the shooting range now."
Zhang Taofang watched Wu Qianli stare blankly at him, his eyes changing with gloominess. He felt a little frightened by the sight, and quickly pulled Wu Qianli towards the shooting range.
As soon as Pinghe heard about the competition of marksmanship, he got up with great interest and wanted to follow them.
"Let's go, bastard, let's go and see the excitement. I want to see what the battalion commander is going to do."
Yu Congrong scratched the back of his head and pulled Wu Wanli to follow him.
As a manic person on the battlefield, it would be quite difficult for him if he were suddenly asked to rest in the yard and be quiet for a long time. He might as well go find some fun.
When they arrived at the shooting range, for the sake of fairness, everyone who was testing their marksmanship was given the same Mosin-Nagant rifle, while stationary targets stood in front of them.
"Battle Commander Zhang, how can I compare with Zhang Gunshen?"
Wu Qianli stroked the Mosin Nagan and felt that it felt pretty good, but it had been unused for a long time, so he took a few glances at it and felt it.
"Company Commander Wu, what are you talking about? How can I be a sharpshooter? Hahaha, you're flattering me."
Zhang Taofang, who had originally challenged Wu Qianli with a gun, suddenly turned red in the face.
Although he has long been determined to become a gun master, his record is really nothing to show for. He is just a new recruit. It is really embarrassing to be praised like this.
"Haha, that's right. Wu Lien has been on the battlefield for a long time, so don't use words to tease the juniors like this."
Zhang Li became a little curious when he saw that Wu Qianli had such a high opinion of Zhang Taofang.
Logically speaking, everyone is a veteran and should not be easily convinced. However, seeing that there was no hypocrisy in Wu Qianli's expressions and words, he was a little confused.
"Hey, Brother Yu, why do you think he is the master of guns? My brother's shot can even knock down birds in the sky. It is obvious that my brother is the master of guns."
Wu Wanli, who was following, heard Wu Qianli's high praise and immediately pulled Yu Congrong next to him with some dissatisfaction and asked in a low voice.
"Hey, what do you know, you little bastard? Our company commander is trying to be polite to others. Even I, Lao Yu, a rough guy, understand this. You are really stupid."
Yu Congrong puffed up his chest and said with some pride, this was a rare opportunity for him to use his brain to think about the world, and he felt that his thinking was extremely clear.
After looking at Wu Wanli, he felt that as an understanding king, his IQ was not at the same level as Wu Wanli's, and he sighed with a little distress.
"As for whether he is a gun master or not, he will be able to see his true identity on the battlefield in the future, but if we just compete like this dryly, I'm afraid it's not interesting. Why not add some excitement?"
Wu Qianli looked at Battalion Commander Zhang as he spoke, with a hint of smile in his eyes. His whole face suddenly turned into a chrysanthemum, but it made Commander Zhang feel a little chilly.
"Oh, Captain Wu, just say whatever you want to get lucky with. Don't stare at me like that. It makes me uncomfortable."
As soon as Zhang Yingchang spoke, he suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart. He always felt that this boy was like an old fox, scheming something against him.
"Hahaha, oh, what are you so nervous about, Commander Zhang? I don't want to bet big. As long as I win this game, I will only take two people to your security camp once."
"Then if you see alcohol, cigarettes, etc., as long as we can take them away, then they all belong to me!"
Wu Qianli looked at Camp Commander Zhang with a smile, just like a jackal looking at a little lamb.
"Okay, okay, why don't you just bring two people with you? Even if you go to get it, how much can you get?"
Zhang Li looked at the smile of Wu Qianli, the bandit, and nodded silently, and added in his mind: "Anyway, you may not be able to find the things I put up, so I'll just give you something to pass on when the time comes."
"Then what if you lose, what do you want to give me?"
When Zhang Taofang heard that there was still a bet, her eyes suddenly brightened. It was much more fun now.
"Our seventh interleaved company has fought so many battles and seized a lot of canned luncheon meat. If you win, you can also bring two people with you and take as much as you can!"
Wu Qianli patted his chest and promised. At first glance, everyone seemed to think that the deal was not a big loss. After all, he was just exchanging the rare meat with them for cigarettes and alcohol. So Battalion Commander Zhang also nodded and agreed.
"Company Commander...I want to compete too!"
Although Pinghe's wounds were not healed yet, and he had just removed the shrapnel not long ago, he was really itchy about shooting.
"No problem, go get the gun, let's have some fun with Battalion Commander Zhang and the others."
Wu Qianli hesitated for a moment, and first looked at the injury on Pinghe's hand. It was not that he was afraid of losing, but he hoped that Pinghe could heal the injury as much as possible first.
However, seeing Pinghe eager to give it a try and full of energy, he felt relieved and agreed to him.
"Okay, let's hit the 10 targets for a warm-up at this 50-meter distance. I will be in a group with Battalion Commander Zhang, and Captain Wu, you will be in a group with Ping He from your company. Which group can hit the number of rings?" Whichever group has the most wins!"
Zhang Taofang was quite eager to try. She wiped the muzzle of the gun and said with sharp eyes.
"I, Lao Zhang, am also an upright man. I won't take advantage of you. Don't you have injured people? If our targets are the same, you win."
Battalion Commander Zhang showed expressionless humility on the surface, but in reality he was overjoyed. He never believed that a wounded man could perform particularly well.
"boom--"
Pinghe didn't waste much time talking. As soon as Battalion Commander Zhang finished speaking, he immediately raised the muzzle of his gun, aimed slightly and fired a shot. The bullet accurately penetrated the center of the handle, giving him a good start.
"boom--"
"boom--"
Two more shots were fired in succession. Taking advantage of the fact that the wind speed had remained roughly the same and the feeling he had just found in his heart, Pinghe hit the target with two more shots.
"boom--"
"boom……"
"..."
At this moment, Pinghe seemed to have merged into a state where man and gun became one, and the pain in his body also eased.
And with concentration, he could only see the target in front of him most of the time, and feel the wind direction in his hand, so he fired ten shots in succession without any hesitation.
"The first shot is ten rings!"
"The second shot is nine points and nine rings!"
"The third shot is ten rings!"
"..."
"The eighth shot is nine points and eight rings!"
"The ninth gun and the tenth ring!"
"Tenth gun and ten rings!"
