Chapter 52: The Kind Sniper

"Wang Cheng?" I screamed in surprise, and a figure suddenly appeared in my mind.

Langtou said, "Do you know him?"

I smiled bitterly and said, "If the Wang Cheng you are talking about is the Wang Cheng I see every day, of course I know him - is he not tall and talks about it every day?"

The wolf head paused and said, "I don't know who you are talking about, but he is really not high."

After hearing what Langtou said, I was even more inconvenient, just like he was so itchy that he was always unsure of it. The Wang Cheng he said and the Wang Cheng I knew now had two similarities, the same name, and they were not tall. But these two conditions did not make me feel hope at all. It wouldn’t be so coincidental. There are thousands of people in China named Wang Cheng, and their names and heights are unreliable. Wang Cheng said that he was a sniper and had participated in many missions, and this is exactly the most important thing that I don’t have confidence in him. I think a gun god-level figure would never brag about his great achievements every day, right?

Seeing that I was pondering, Langtou said again: "Oh by the way, I also know that he has served as a military officer in the A Military Region of Province X of China. This is all my information."

I was shocked all over. A Military Region, isn’t that Zhang Taiwei and the Military Region? With this, it’s very different.

After hanging up the phone, I asked Zhang Taiwei: "Have there ever been a man named Wang Cheng in your military region?"

Zhang Taiwei laughed and said, "We have tens of thousands of people in our military region, and there are hundreds of thousands of people who have been discharged from the army before. How can I know so clearly?"

"If this person were the sharpshooter in a million, would you have an impression?"

Zhang Taiwei said: "If this is true, even if you don't meet the name, you will always know someone when you meet it."

I said to Apo, "Go and call Wang Cheng."

Apo said unexpectedly: "Boss, don't you really think that guy is the master who Langtou said, right?"

I pushed him and urged, "Go, what if."

I am also a dead horse. At least I think it is certain that Wang Cheng has been a soldier no matter what. If he happens to be a military district, then there are three conditions that meet. What if it is really him? No one has ever said that the sharpshooter is not allowed to brag about b...

Soon, Wang Cheng was pulled from the audience seat on Wangfu Street by Apo. Wang Cheng said with confusion: "What are you looking for me? Why don't you sing?"

I held his shoulder and said seriously: "Wang Cheng, tell me honestly, have you ever been a soldier?"

Wang Cheng said disdainfully: "What are you talking about? Haven't I said it many times? I have not only been a soldier, but also a mercenary. I was..."

I interrupted him and added a little force to his hand on his shoulder: "It's not the time to talk nonsense, tell me, where did you become a soldier back then?"

"This is the secret..." Wang Cheng said halfway, and seeing that I looked bad, he had to say silly: "It's in our local military region." Then he said, "But the troops cannot be said!"

I asked Zhang Taiwei: "Do you have an impression of him?"

Zhang Taiwei shook his head and then said, "It depends on my age and he is still the veteran in front of me."

I asked Wang Cheng directly: "Soldiers!"

Wang Cheng was hesitating and didn't want to say it yet. At this time, Zhang Taiwei came over and said earnestly: "You are older than me, so I will call you the old squad leader. Now is an extraordinary moment. Please tell me the truth. If the confidentiality period has not passed, I can ask the chief for special approval immediately."

Wang Cheng glanced at the two bars and two stars on Zhang Taiwei's shoulder and said deflatedly: "Actually... there is no confidentiality period. I was discharged from the army in 1998 and a three-year conscript."

Zhang Taiwei said: "I just went to the military academy that year. That old squad leader, your army is..."

Wang Cheng suddenly lowered his head and said in a very small voice: "The kitchen squad of the 3rd Company of the Second Artillery Battalion of the Third Mixed Brigade of the Military Region..." His voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end he was almost unheard. My heart became colder and colder. The kitchen squad...

Cooking class...

Cooking… (Use the most popular reproducer-style rhetoric on the Internet recently).

Zhang Taiwei also dispelled his hope and asked carefully: "Responsible for specific reasons..."

Wang Cheng: " Raise pigs."

Raising pigs...

Raising pigs...

Raise...(use another one).

At this time, Lao Gao, who had just arrived, suddenly said, "Are you that Wang Cheng?"

I was shocked: "Which Wang Cheng?" Could it be that the kitchen class is really a place for talent? Wang Cheng is a fire foreman?

Zhang Taiwei also asked: "What's wrong?"

Lao Gao said: "I have an impression of this name." He asked Wang Cheng, "Are you a Sichuan soldier?"

Wang Cheng nodded.

Lao Gao said: "That's right, Wang Cheng, a Sichuan soldier, was found to have flat feet three months after joining the army. He never passed the 5-kilometer cross-country service. Moreover, even if you were based on the local recruitment level in Sichuan, you were not qualified. At that time, you were almost returned from your hometown, and almost caused a rectification movement in the military region. Later, the leader found out that this was a completely unintentional negligence, so he reluctantly agreed to stay."

I asked quickly, "What's next?"

Lao Gao said: "Not later, this incident was very lively at that time, so I remember."

I said crazy: "That's it?"

Lao Gao looked at Wang Cheng and said, "But I heard that in order not to be repatriated, you used all your spare time to practice long-distance running. In a month, you wrote 182 guarantee letters to the leader, which is quite famous."

"I thought it was something. It turned out to be a remnant soldier whom I don't want!" As he spoke, Chai Sen walked into the backstage. She and Wang Cheng had a fierce quarrel because of historical issues for the first time. After listening to Lao Gao's introduction, of course, he had to take advantage of this opportunity to mock Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng's face shook, and Chai Sen's words obviously hurt the most.

Lao Shi also came in and patted Wang Cheng's shoulder and said, "Brother, I heard it all, don't worry, don't be embarrassed."

Wang Cheng lowered his head and asked me: "What are you asking me for?"

"...It's nothing, you go back." Now all three conditions are in line, but those with a little wise understand that Wang Cheng is definitely not the Wang Cheng that Langtou said.

At this time, a little soldier under Zhang Taiwei flashed into the backstage with a big gun and saluted: "Captain!"

Zhang Taiwei replied with a greeting and said bluntly: "There is an enemy sniper two kilometers away. Is there a way to knock him out?"

The little soldier looked puzzled when he heard this: "Captain, I'm afraid I can't do it at such a long distance."

Zhang Taiwei encouraged him: "Try it."

Wang Cheng had just walked to the entrance of the stage and suddenly turned around and said, "If this is the case, I should be able to help."

Zhang Taiwei forced a smile and said, "Let's just deal with it, old squad leader."

But while he was talking, Wang Cheng had already walked to the little warrior. He silently took the gun, skillfully pulled out a long bullet from the gun, stroked the gun body and murmured: "88 sniper, a good thing, I haven't touched it at that time."

Chai Sen snorted, "Of course you have never touched a pig farmer."

Wang Cheng ignored her and faced Zhang Taiwei and said, "But the effective range of this gun is only 800 meters. Don't you know?"

Zhang Taiwei said ashamedly: "I know, but we are not prepared enough, and only it can be used, even if it is a deterrent to the other party."

Wang Cheng came behind the scenes with a gun, lifted up a little curtain and looked into the distance, and said with a burning look: "It can be used barely. With today's air humidity and wind power, if you are lucky, you can still hit the target."

Zhang Taiwei said in surprise: "You really know how to use a gun?"

Wang Chengdao: "It's been useless for a long time, I don't know if I'm sure."

The little warrior fired a gun from the beginning and was picked up by Wang Cheng. Only then did he come to his senses. Seeing that his weapon was actually in the hands of someone else, he subconsciously wanted to go up and get it back. Zhang Taiwei waved his hand at him and asked Wang Cheng: "Are you really okay?"

Wang Cheng stuffed the bullet into the gun chamber from the entrance of the warehouse and said word by word: "I can't see him yet, and I might do it when I find him."

Lao Gao also said: "It's hard to find out so far, why are you?"

Wang Cheng was silent for a moment and suddenly said, "By feeling."

I almost didn't scream when I heard this, and he was telling fortunes here. You should know that we might as well invite a fortune teller in advance and calculate the other guy's birth date and horoscope, and he will be cursed by a scarecrow!

At this time, the audience in the audience started to get upset because they couldn't see Xiao Lu. Zhang Taiwei looked at the watch and said, "There is still 30 seconds left before the rest is over. Everyone think about other ways. If it really doesn't work, I have to let Xiao Lu hide in the background and sing."

Wang Cheng hugged the gun, closed his eyes, and the old monk wandered, and suddenly said: "30 seconds are enough for me to find him!"

I sighed and said, "Brother Wang, you'd better stop causing trouble."

Chai Sen sneered: "Are you planning to send a group of pigs to find him?"

Gao Daquan said, "I'm doing this job well..."

Wang Cheng opened his eyes and looked at Chai Sen and said, "What if I find him and hit him?"

Chai Sen said without hesitation: "Then do whatever you say, I can do whatever you want!"

Wang Cheng nodded and closed his eyes again.

Let's just pretend that he does not exist and continue to discuss other ways.

Wang Cheng suddenly opened his eyes: "Finish him!" He quickly pushed the opening cloth, exposed the muzzle, and then turned to me and said, "That's right in front, I can only stop him from not firing shots, but I can't kill him, no one can survive under my gun."

I was speechless, and before I could say anything, Wang Cheng's gun had already fired.

"Bang--"After the first shot, Wang Cheng fired the second shot: "Bang--" Then he gently put the gun on the ground, breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay."

We were all staring at each other, not knowing what he was doing for the past half day. As for what he said, it was simply inexplicable.

Chai Sen said coldly with a sarcastic expression on his face: "I thought a 'sharpshooter' like you could solve the problem with one shot, why did he use two shots?"

Wang Cheng said lightly: "In this case, two shots must be used."

Zhang Taiwei signaled the young soldier to put away the gun, patted Wang Cheng's shoulder and said comfortingly: "Okay, old squad leader, your mission is completed-" and then said to us, "Let's continue to discuss it below."

Wang Cheng withdrew his pace and said word by word: "Don't you believe me?"

Zhang Taiwei could only smile bitterly...

Not to mention military elites like Zhang Taiwei, even our army blindly know that Wang Cheng has played too much based on common sense. Not to mention that this Wang Cheng is not that Wang Cheng, even a real sharpshooter cannot find an enemy 2 kilometers away by feeling. Moreover, I found that the direction of Wang Cheng's shooting was not the place where the bullets came...

It would be too nonsense to say that just firing two shots into the sky can resolve the crisis, and the other party is not a frightened bird.
To be continued...