Hearing Li Yunlong's request, Zhao Gang agreed without hesitation: "Okay, if you win, Lao Li, from now on all matters in the regiment will have to listen to you, otherwise you will listen to me!"

Hearing this, Li Yunlong was happy at first, and then became a little uneasy inside.

Zhao Gang agreed so readily, could there be some fraud involved?

But even if it was a fraud, how could he, a white-faced scholar, still defeat me?

Wang Chengzhu was completely happy in his heart, thinking that you, Mr. Li, had finally taken the bait.

Immediately, several people picked up their guns and walked towards the shooting range.

The shooting range is in the mountains behind Liujiacun, and the distance is not too far, only about one kilometer. Several people wanted to capture each other quickly, so they walked faster, and they arrived in about 5 minutes.

The Fourth Battalion of the New Regiment didn't have any human-shaped targets. Ring-shaped targets usually used burned clay pots as targets.

Fortunately, the Fourth Battalion rarely used live ammunition to practice marksmanship, and usually used dry aim.

In order to increase the strength of the soldiers, hemp ropes are also used to hang a brick on the gun head during aiming training.

Of course, some soldiers who have strengthened their training will hang two or three bricks on the head of their gun.

Therefore, the number of clay pots consumed by the fourth camp was relatively small, which was completely sufficient.

If this were an independent camp, not to mention using burned clay pots as targets, even using broken clay pot fragments as targets would not be enough.

Li Yunlong glanced at the clay pot target hanging not far away, turned back to Zhao Gang and asked: "Old Zhao, let's compete at 100 meters with 5 bullets. Whoever hits more clay pots will win. If

If it's a tie, how about adding another bullet until the winner is decided?"

Zhao Gang glanced at the clay pot not far away. It was about the size of a human head and at a distance of 100 meters, it was difficult for him to miss it.

Even at 200 meters, he was sure to hit the target accurately.

"Okay, you go first."

Li Yunlong originally wanted Zhao Gang to come first so that he could feel out his background, but he was afraid that Zhao Gang would suddenly regret it if he missed two shots, so he immediately agreed. As long as his results came out, he and Zhao Gang would be ready for battle.

If he flinches, he loses.

"good!"

In response, Li Yunlong directly picked up the Type 38 rifle in his hand and pressed a 5-round magazine into the magazine.

Then he loaded the gun and took aim.

A few seconds later, Zhao Ganggang pulled the trigger and heard a gunshot. The next moment, a clay pot 100 meters ahead suddenly shattered and splashed with water, which was a very visual impact.

After a shot hit, Li Yunlong turned his head and glanced provocatively at Wang Chengzhu and Zhao Gang next to him, as if to say, do you see? This is our shooting technique, just admit defeat.

Wang Chengzhu didn't take it seriously. Instead, he thought Li Yunlong was a little funny at this moment.

As for Zhao Gang, his heart was even calmer.

"Pretend! I'll let you pretend! Don't cry later!"

Li Yunlong withdrew his gaze, pulled the bolt of the gun to eject the cartridge case, and then pushed the bullet to load the gun.

Then continue to aim and shoot.

"Snapped!"

Li Yunlong's movements were smooth and handsome, but unfortunately, the bullet missed and flew to nowhere.

After a brief period of anger, Li Yunlong quickly adjusted his mentality, and once again cast a provocative look at Wang Chengzhu and Zhao Gang next to him: "Let me give you a shot, so that you will not lose too ugly later."

Wang Chengzhu smiled and said: "Captain, I hope your mouth will be as hard as it is now."

Zhao Gang smiled faintly and said: "Old Li, you'd better use all your strength to avoid cheating if you lose later."

"snort!"

Li Yunlong snorted coldly and decided to use his strength to hit Wang Chengzhu and Zhao Gang hard in the face. Then he pulled the gun bolt again, ejected the shell and loaded the bullet.

Aim the gun and pull the trigger.

"Snapped!"

The gunshot rang out and hit the pot again, causing water to splash everywhere.

Li Yunlong once again glanced at Wang Chengzhu and Zhao Gang provocatively, but stopped talking and continued to pull the gun bolt.

The fourth shot missed.

The fifth shot hit.

Five shots, three targets hit.

"Old Zhao, it's your turn."

With that said, Li Yunlong handed the rifle in his hand to Zhao Gang.

Zhao Gang took the gun and pressed the bullet while saying, "Lao Li, don't regret it after I finish shooting."

Huh? You, a white-faced scholar, still pretend to be like me?

Li Yunlong retracted his thoughts and said with a straight face: "Whoever goes back on his word is a bastard!"

"Hahaha!"

Zhao Gang smiled, loaded the gun, took aim and shot.

"Snapped!"

The gunfire rang out, and a clay pot a hundred meters away suddenly shattered.

Looking at the water splashing not far away, Li Yunlong couldn't help showing an expression as if he had seen a ghost. His mouth was so open that he could almost stuff an ostrich egg into it, and then wiped his eyes in disbelief.

.

Li Yunlong was shocked not only by Zhao Gang's shooting skills, but also by the speed with which he fired the gun. He almost didn't even aim, he just raised the gun and shot.

"Shit luck, Lao Zhao must have stepped on his shit luck!"

At this time, Zhao Gang had already aimed his gun again and pulled the trigger.

"Snapped!"

The gunfire rang out, and the second clay pot shattered again.

Then came the third and fourth.

The interval between Zhao Gang's trigger pulls was only a few seconds, so that four clay pots were shattered, and Li Yunlong had not yet recovered from the shock.

"Lao Li, you lose!"

"ah?"

Li Yunlong recovered from the shock and said forcefully: "I just gave you a shot. The best we can do is a draw. Hehe, that's right, it's a draw!"

Li Yunlong somewhat admired his own brain, his reaction was so quick.

The pretentious words he just said now became his excuse for cheating.

"Hahaha! Lao Li, I already knew you would cheat!"

With that said, Zhao Gang raised the gun again and pulled the trigger.

"Snapped!"

The gunfire rang out, and the fifth clay pot shattered. The spray of water was like a slap on Li Yunlong's face, causing as much pain as possible.

"Lao Li! You have nothing to say this time, right?"

Nothing to say? It doesn’t exist!

We, Lao Li, don't know anything else and are famous for cheating.

Li Yunlong remembered what happened before and turned to look at Wang Chengzhu: "What a boy, you actually joined forces with Lao Zhao to trick me."

"And you, Lao Zhao, you have repeatedly said you don't know how to use a gun, but you didn't expect to be a sharpshooter. We are just waiting for this day, right?"

"Sure enough, there is nothing good about scholars."

Hearing this, Zhao Gang suddenly became unhappy: "Hey! Lao Li, what do I mean by what you said? Not only do you want to cheat, but you also want to throw dirty water on us scholars?

Is it reasonable to be uneducated?

There is a problem with your ideological consciousness, a big problem."

After Zhao Gang finished speaking, Wang Chengzhu continued: "Captain, you just said that anyone who cheats is a bastard. Don't you want to be a bastard?"
Chapter completed!