Yu Xiancheng naturally thought of someone who was better than him in marksmanship, but Yu Xiancheng never thought that that person turned out to be Liu Lang, whom he didn't like very much.
Moreover, Liu Lang's marksmanship was so strong that it made him despair. Yu Xiancheng even felt that he might not be able to reach such a state in his life.
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be unbelievable.
"Regiment leader, we fired five shots in total, and all five shots hit this sparrow." Yu Xiancheng grabbed the sparrow from the stunned soldier's hand, which was still showing its strong vitality, and continued loudly.
The noisy field gradually became quiet.
One shot could shatter that sparrow into pieces, let alone five shots. If Yu Xiancheng could lie like this with his eyes open, then he really wasn't Yu Xiancheng, at least that's what people who know him think so.
"Haha, I know you guys don't believe it. To be honest, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it either." Yu Xiancheng said with a bitter smile.
"But the regiment's marksmanship is really amazing. Let me just point out a few and you will see for yourself when you come up and see for yourself." Yu Xiancheng said while casually pointing to two soldiers on the left and right.
The four soldiers, who must have come from different companies, looked at each other suspiciously. First of all, they confirmed that Captain Yu, who was well-known in the 61st Division, had never greeted them in private, and hesitantly walked to Yu Xiancheng.
Yu Xiancheng pinched the sparrow's neck, and the poor sparrow tried to flap its wings in an attempt to escape the devil's control, but the only effect was to expose its whole body to the gazes of the four strong men.
His eyes changed from confusion to confusion, and finally, he opened his mouth to express horror.
Sparrows are very familiar birds to the four soldiers who came from farm families. Although the one in front of them is not big, it is definitely an adult sparrow. If it were not for using bird catching tools, it would be hard to catch it with bare hands.
It is purely wishful thinking. The main reason why this sparrow can appear here is that the two wing tips of this sparrow have been neatly cut off, as if they had been cut by scissors, but the red and tender wings are tender.
The two dark, ink-like burnt marks on the meat clearly told several people that no kind of knife could leave such marks. The only possibility was...
It can only be the burn mark caused by the bullet passing by at high speed.
However, if you want to hit a sparrow flying at high speed in the sky, you are already a sharpshooter, but you still have to knock off the wing tips without damaging the wings. What kind of eyesight and marksmanship do you need?
It is not something that humans can do. The only one who can do it is probably God!
"You don't believe it? I don't believe it either, but look at the sparrow's tail." Yu Xiancheng pointed to the sparrow's tail, which is not long, and said calmly.
The reason why a bird can fly in a balanced manner, apart from its wings, is probably the most important thing is its tail, which is used to maintain balance. The little sparrow screamed heartbreakingly, but it could not stop the eyes of the four big men from falling on the bird with the same three scorch marks.
On the buttocks, some of the longest sparrow feathers had long since disappeared.
My Rite mother, this was also shot with a gun? Five shots and five bullets knocked off the sparrow's feathers that allowed it to fly normally, but did not damage the sparrow itself. No wonder, after the gunshot, the sparrow flew out of the sky with a very weird posture
It fell in the air, completely without the awareness that a bird hit by a rifle bullet should have.
All the previous questions were solved at this moment.
When several soldiers were in a trance and explained what they were seeing and thinking to the soldiers around them, and leaned a little, the whole place erupted into a louder noise than before. If they were not sure that the four soldiers would at least have
The two were not from the 61st Division, and they even suspected that Fat Tuanzuo, Yu Xiancheng and several soldiers jointly directed this scene, a scene in which the fat man turned into a sharpshooter.
In fact, this kind of marksmanship is beyond human imagination.
However, the facts are there, and you have to believe it even if you don't believe it, especially that poor little sparrow was not killed by Liu Lang's gun, but almost died in the hands of thousands of big men fighting for it.
Fortunately, in the end, the big men who had their eyes full and were full of doubts were kind-hearted. The little sparrow, which was temporarily unable to fly, took a break and pecked the kitten who was holding it gently, and took advantage of the opportunity when he let go because of the pain.
He ran away into the nearby bushes.
Chen Yunfa laughed heartlessly on the sidelines. He didn't know whether it was because his wife Ben came back after winning four times the bet correctly or because the kitten was so cute with its claws and teeth bared in anger as it tried to get into the bushes to catch sparrows.
The soldiers who won against Yu Xiancheng were crestfallen, but you can't say how heartbroken they were. Having such a coaxing commander with excellent marksmanship seemed to be more important than a few oceans from any point of view.
, especially during a war.
Although the soldiers are gamblers now, they are also soldiers.
Looking at the whole audience, I am afraid that only Lao Hou is heartbroken. This time, he has completely lost his money by taking the bank position. Especially when he thinks about the thousand oceans recorded under the portrait of the little girl he drew, Lao Hou wants to play.
He went up to the scene and snatched the Hanyang Zao that the two officers were holding, and shot himself in the head.
That’s five thousand oceans! What should I give in return? To be used as cattle or horses for Chief Ji? The key is, do they want it?
Liu Lang stood there with a smile on his face and let everyone talk without saying a word. He was like a wealthy young landowner. He did not look like a murderous sharpshooter with eyes like lightning and a cold face.
"Did you see it? Did you see it? I told you earlier that the commander is just a smiling tiger. Anyone who looks down on him will die. Oh, I am talking about little devils. Don't be afraid. For your own people, the commander is just like a tiger.
If you know how to train him, you will train him to death." Zhao Ergou proudly explained his foresight to a group of soldiers.
He had completely forgotten that he had just seen Liu Lang shoot down a sparrow, and with tears in his eyes he felt sorry for the ten yuan he had thrown to the veteran ruffian.
"Sir, do you think it's inappropriate for you to say that about the regiment?" A young soldier suddenly asked nonchalantly.
"Hey, the chief and I are life-and-death friends. He won't do anything to me just because of such a trivial matter. What's more, what I'm telling you is the truth." Zhao Ergou took a puff of his cigarette and said boldly.
Liu Lang has promised him the position of commander of the artillery company of the Independent Regiment, and Zhao Ergou has begun to consciously develop his own team. He knows very well that these 500 veterans will be the backbone of the Independent Regiment in the future.
God probably won't even have enough soup for him to drink.
This bragging is also a very important one.
Obviously, Zhao Ergou, who once served as a basic company commander of the Northeast Army, has gone ahead of most lieutenants in terms of awareness of pulling people's heads.
"But, sir, it seems that the regimental commander called you." The soldier replied, as if he was afraid that Zhao Ergou didn't hear clearly, and then added: "It seems that he called you several times."
"Ouch, I'll fuck you bastards for not calling me even once." Zhao Ergou spit out half a cigarette in his mouth and hurriedly ran out.
Chief Zhao's hobby is so terrible. The soldiers who were accustomed to the officers' verbal abuses were obviously not used to Zhao Ergou's new style of scolding.