For people like Jia Long, no matter how he performs, you must be more careful.

Don’t look at him looking indifferent now, with a smile on his face, and he said, “Whether to help or not, we are brothers.” But you don’t know what he is thinking in his heart.

Maybe the moment you turn your head, he becomes frosty. Even if you haven't turned your head yet, he may be thinking about how to cause trouble for you.

Of course, what I am talking about is maybe. I don’t know what kind of person Jia Long is. I only know that this person is not simple. If you don’t be careful when you get along with him, you may not be sure that he will stab you in the back.

"Now I really understand. Master Gun, you are young, but you are a sensible person. Since you don't plan to get into this hall, I won't force you. This way, Master Gun, I will leave a gap for you. If you figure it out and change your mind, you can come to me at any time. In the future, as long as we two brothers cooperate more, we dare not say what you want, but there is no problem with the delicious food and the spicy food! Master Gun, I will take the lead and wait for your letter!"

Hearing Jialong's tone, he seemed very sure I would go to him later. This made me a little worried. If Jialong plays with me in order to achieve his goal, I will definitely not be able to play with him.

So I didn't dare to say anything. I responded to his words and said I would go back and think about it. After that, Jia Long left with the people with satisfaction.

On the way back to the barracks, I carefully recalled what Jia Long said.

At the beginning, the part of treating guests and drinking should have nothing to do with the official business, but just wanted to get closer to me. Later, he said that the two young men who were arrested were difficult to deal with and wanted to send them to me for escort.

But in the end, he took them away with a relaxed look. He did this either because he was prepared for a backup plan or pretended to behave and wanted to lead me to the trap.

At the end, he said to leave a gap for me, which was obviously saying that this "cooperation" could continue. Since he still wanted to continue to cooperate with me, it would be impossible for him to send people to other partners, otherwise he would not need to say that.

And he seemed to want to cooperate with me very much, so I didn't understand this. The leader of the Operations Department of the Capital Security Bureau had the lowest rank and was also a captain, and he was three levels higher than me, a small army lieutenant. In Yuanxing City, Jia Long was much older than me in terms of power, connections and influence.

Why should such a person cooperate with me?

Compared to me, Jia Long is obviously a strong man. The strong take the initiative to find the weak to cooperate, which reminds me of an idiom called "Seeking a Skin with a Tiger". Thinking of this, I feel less and less willing to cooperate with Jia Long.

The next day, according to the scheduled plan, I gathered brothers from the 315th Regiment to shoot the target. As I said before, the first shooting of the target every month was my personal shooting display time and the time when the soldiers wrote the word "school".

Generally speaking, the first target shooting will end within an hour, and after that is the free time. The target shooting starts at 8 am and ends at around 9 am.

"Oh! I am worthy of being a Gun Master! I can never get tired of writing with a gun! It's so satisfying! It's more interesting than going to the South Bridge!"

As soon as the troops were disbanded, the old farmer came over with a smile.

"Oh, let's have another time?"

"Come again? What's going on?" I said impatiently, "Do you think it's easy to write with a gun? That's tiring. You can enjoy a penny or two when you go to Nanqiao, and you can spend a dollar to see your big breasts. You won't be able to get a penny when you get to me?"

"Oh! No, you're boring!"

"Why is it boring?"

"I'll give you money, do you have the nerve to ask for it?"

"What's wrong with that?" I shrugged, "If you make money with your ability, don't be a fool."

It’s not that I don’t want to perform alone for the old farmer. The shooting has been completed, the gun has been collected, and the bullets have been fired. I have worn a gun and prepared bullets, but I only carried sixteen bullets with me, which is only enough to make a simple word, which is meaningless.

"Then I'll give you one point!"

The old farmer pretended to take out his pockets - I know this guy's family's assets. In the few days before the allowance was given, he would not have a penny in his pocket.

I thought he was playing tricks, trying to make fun of him, but he really took out something from his pocket. But what he took out was not money, but a pistol bullet, which looked like twenty or thirty.

The moment I saw the bullet, I held the old farmer's hand as fast as possible and covered the bullet with my palm. After confirming that no one around me was looking at it, I gave him a wink and asked him to come with me.

I took the old farmer to the officer's dormitory, found a corner without anyone, and confirmed that no one was following him, and asked him.

“Where did it come from?”

“Where did it come from?”

"Don't pretend to be stupid with me! Bullets! Where did the bullets come from!"

"Ah, bullet." The old farmer smiled foolishly, "What's wrong with what the 316th Regiment wants?"

“Are there any procedures?”

"No." The old farmer looked at me with confusion, "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong? This is a bullet! It's not a Tangdou! They give it as soon as they say it?"

"Ah." The old farmer nodded straightforwardly, "This thing is nothing strange, what if I give it some?"

"Is that 'some'? That's twenty or thirty shots!"

The old farmer was stunned when he heard this, then he laughed and punched me and said.

"Oh! I thought why? That's it! Oh, Master Gun, if I put it in the past, if I could get these bullets, you would have to call me "Mr. Nong". I would give me a little bullet in the past, and it would be gone after it was shot. Everyone treats this thing as a treasure. You want to ask for it from another group, but there is no one in the door!

Now our 315th Regiment is just using bullets as a treasure. Other regiments, not to mention anything else, just the 316th Regiment. My brothers from the recruit camp all said that they were very satisfied with fighting in the first month, and they were okay in the second month, but they got tired of it in the third month. Until now, no one wants to fight!

I heard they were just thinking about it, seeing if they could find some people to spend money on target shooting, use bullets, and make some pocket money by the way. I thought that they didn’t want to shoot anyway, so why not come over and let you type and play. Anyway, you have a gun and can carry it with you, so we don’t have to shoot at the shooting range. It just so happens that our father, my mother, and my mother have not seen your ability. If you have the chance, we will find a place to perform one for them and make them happy. Isn’t that good?”

After the training ammunition quota increased, I thought the training enthusiasm of the Seventh Legion soldiers would greatly increase, but I didn’t expect that the facts were just the opposite. Except for our 315th Regiment, other troops regarded target shooting training as a burden.

Training ammunition must be completed every month. If it cannot be completed, then you have to find a way to deal with it. Every time an arms enters the warehouse, people will be sent to check it. If there is too much ammunition in the warehouse, it means that the troops have not trained according to the instructions of their superiors and will be held accountable.

Based on my understanding of the Seventh Legion, 80% of troops that cannot finish shooting bullets will sell them privately, or use other methods to make extra money like the 316th Regiment. If time goes by, one or several new chains of interest will form. At that time, the Seventh Legion may prohibit target shooting and use all training bullets to make extra money.
Chapter completed!