"Brothers, it's our turn. Daxiong, you, take the first group of your class to go first." Wu Chenghu squinted at the Jinsui Army who was walking past him with his head held high and his chest high and confident, and ordered loudly.
"Platoon leader, I have something to tell you. Can you tell the veteran soldiers of the Jinsui Army?" A soldier with a strong physique, a gun slung across his body and a lazy expression raised his hand and said.
"What are you talking about?" Wu Chenghu said angrily.
"The target is too close. It's not difficult. Why don't we put it at 150 meters? What do you think?" the soldier said with a smile.
As soon as Wu Chenghu said this, before Wu Chenghu had time to reply, the 20 people from the Jinsui Army who had just walked past the engineer platoon with their heads held high and their chests high and proud, all turned back and glared at each other.
I heard before that the fat leader of the Independent Group likes to show off, but I didn't see it with my own eyes. Now it seems that the rumors may be wrong.
To be more precise, it is not just the fat group leader who likes to show off, but everyone in the independent group of the ancestors of Japan likes to show off. They have turned showing off into a tradition
Tonima, why don't you tell me to put it 300 meters away? Let's see if you can do it.
"Let me show you what I can do for you." Wu Chenghu, the engineer platoon leader, glared and cursed.
After all, this officer was an officer, much stronger than those soldiers who wanted to go to heaven. The twenty Jinsui soldiers looked at Wu Chenghu, who had the rank of lieutenant, with much kinder eyes.
"If you are really capable, you should go and tell your superiors to replace the stationary target with a moving target. That thing is somewhat interesting. Okay, stop talking nonsense, cheer me up, and finish the shooting as soon as possible.
Retreat early, if you aim at a stationary target for a long time, those infantrymen will make fun of our engineer platoon." Wu Chenghu yelled again.
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Wu Chenghu's words made the officers and soldiers of the Jinsui Army collectively feel that they should take these words back from their minds. The ancestors of Japan and the Independent Regiment are the older the officers are, the more they like to show off.
After being scolded, the sergeant's squad, Xiong Xiong, trotted all the way to the shooting position with his squad. He looked at the target that had been erected in the distance, and then loudly ordered: "Shoot."
"Bang bang" a burst of gunfire sounded.
There was almost no interval, bursts of black smoke kept rising from the shooting position, and the sound of gunshots was like exploding beans, until it was completely silent.
In just ten seconds, Daxiong fired all the five bullets he had packed. He looked at the referee of the Jinsui Army standing next to him wearing a red sleeve band and said, "The shooting is over, can you go?"
"Ah? That's it, right?" The Jinsui Army referee was obviously in a daze.
"Okay, brothers, let's call it a day." Big Bear got up quickly, put the gun on his back, quickly lined up with nine soldiers, and then left the shooting position.
From entering the firing position to leaving, the first group of the engineer platoon took less than thirty seconds.
Looking at the engineer platoon leaving, the Jinsui Army referee who was still in a daze finally remembered that he hadn't even called start yet?
What, is it over?
"Oh, brothers of the engineer platoon are doing well! The fight was finished so quickly, a little faster than I thought." The soldiers watching the battle in the independent regiment all laughed.
"It's nonsense. The engineer platoon is also a hero who fought against the Japanese in battle. If you shoot slower, you will be killed. The Japs' guns are also very bad. If you are bitten, you will lose half your life." Yes.
The soldier responded disdainfully.
"Come on, come on, open the market, open the market, don't bet on who wins or loses, just bet on how many rings the engineer platoon beats the Shanxi-Sui Army. If the total score is less than twenty rings, 1 pays 1.4, from 20 to 50 rings, 1 pays 1.2, five
The payout is 1.6 for those with more than 10 rings." A voice rang out from the crowd at the right time.
Who else could say this besides the old monkey who is a gambler?
However, the old monkey is no longer the old monkey who previously wore the rank of first-class private. Now he also has the rank of staff sergeant, and is only one step away from being a lieutenant. In other words, the old monkey is now an officer.
The monitor.
But obviously, now that he has become an official, he has still retained his old skills, and now seeing Lie Xinxi, he is ready to start trading again.
"Squad Leader Hou, you want us to help you raise money for a wife again." A soldier said with a smile.
"A dog bites Lu Dongbin, but he doesn't know a good heart. I'm obviously helping you collect the money to marry your cousin. Take a look, I'm the one who compensates you, how can you compensate me? How about it, come or not? If you don't bet,
I won’t charge you any money right now.” The old monkey glared and scolded him with a smile.
As one of the few 500 veterans of the Independent Regiment, the old monkey who killed at least eight Japanese soldiers in one battle is now the backbone of the group, and his tone is naturally much tougher than before.
"Come on, come on, why don't you come? It's rare for you to be a squad leader in a gambling game. Brother, I can win more than fifty rings and five oceans." The slightly younger soldier took out five oceans and threw it into the old monkey's hand.
"I'll give it between twenty and fifty, three yuan."
"I'll pay more than fifty, five yuan."
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The old monkey smiled happily and put the thrown silver into his backpack. Now Squad Leader Hou has long since replaced his old trousers with a gun. The sturdy and useful military backpack can hold almost several thousand oceans. The small book in his hand can also be used.
Instead of drawing tigers, he began to write Arabic numerals and start numbering. He handwritten the number after taking it from Dayang, plus the name that he learned to write after half a year. It was crooked like a chicken's claw crawling over it, which was better than Liu Tuan's.
The long characters are a bit uglier, no one can imitate them, and it is an anti-counterfeiting mark that cannot be cracked.
Most of the bettors were Sichuan soldiers. First of all, Sichuan people are good at gambling, so they couldn't help it when they saw the veteran waiting for the squad leader to open the market. Secondly, they still didn't quite understand the old monkey's personality of never making a loss.
Veterans who are familiar with Lao Monkey will not be fooled by this. Although Lao Monkey has offered three kinds of odds, the odds are higher for those with fifty rings and above, so many people still invest in this with a gambling mentality.
Then the engineer platoon must have this strength! Those guys sent by the Jinsui Army are really not weak. The level of the 8.37 level is almost the same as before they participated in the war. In fact, most people are more optimistic about the engineer platoon winning twenty
above the ring.
But since it’s gambling, you always want to win more. This is human nature. So everyone seems to have guessed the outcome, but the fewest people voted for the most correct odds. At least 80% of people chose the engineer platoon to win 50
above the ring.
In fact, even if most people bet on the correct one, the old monkey won't lose much because the odds are low.
Anyway, as soon as Old Monkey opens the market, he has a 90% chance of making a sure profit.
The officers sitting in the team also turned a blind eye and didn't pay attention to the soldiers' nonsense. In their opinion, this so-called competition that was painless and innocuous was meaningless. It was just entertainment.
!
The independent group was so happy that they didn’t take the results of the competition too seriously.
But the Jinsui Army sitting on the other side didn't think so.
"What are these soldiers doing?"
"You know you can't win, so why are you just blindly fighting?"
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Doubts abound in Shanxi's local accent.
Indeed, the elites of the 278th Regiment took aim again and again, firing five bullets for almost a minute before they were finished. However, the soldiers of this independent regiment were better.
Come to your senses, it's over.
Do you really take yourself too seriously? Or, after looking at your opponent’s results and feeling that you can’t win anyway, do you not take yourself too seriously?
Anyway, no matter what, the vast majority of the Jinsui Army is still not optimistic about the shooting performance of the Independent Regiment. If they can shoot accurately like that, it would be too outrageous.
Knowing that the independent regiment was participating in the shooting was a group of engineers, Brigadier Liu Da and Comrade Lao Li were very worried. They were sure to win this round of competition.
They have never thought about the fact that all engineers and soldiers are sharpshooters. If engineers and soldiers are stronger than elites, then why don't the independent regiments want to go to heaven?
This time the big guys who were sitting and watching the game waited a little longer.
The reason why there are no groups coming here to report the results is because both groups played very fast and did not leave much time in between. It is better to just tally the total results and then report them.
However, when the overall score sheet of the independent regiment's engineer platoon was brought over, the two bosses of the 68th Division were completely dumbfounded.