"Genzi, are you kidding?" Looking at Liu Gen, Li Yunlong asked in surprise.
Kong Jie also felt a little strange. He and Li Yunlong could understand that he chose to let the monk go to the first battalion as an instructor, but now Liu Gen wanted Zhao Gang to go to the first battalion as a political commissar, which was a bit difficult to understand. The monk worked as a political commissar in the first battalion.
He has been a monk for ten years and has performed quite well in battles. His combat effectiveness is very strong. It is more than enough to serve as an instructor in the First Battalion!
But what about Zhao Gang? In the eyes of Kong Jie and Li Yunlong, Zhao Gang is just a scholar, a scholar with no power. Now Liu Gen chooses to let Zhao Gang be an instructor in the First Battalion. This is a complete joke! Zhao Gang can teach
What do the soldiers of the first battalion do? Teach the soldiers how to read and write?
"Yes, Genzi, are you kidding? Why did you think of asking me to be the instructor of the first battalion?" Zhao Gang asked with some confusion.
Facing the gazes of Li Yunlong and the others, Liu Gen quickly explained: "I know that Political Commissar Zhao has very good marksmanship and is a sharpshooter, so I would like to ask Political Commissar Zhao to go to the First Battalion to teach the soldiers marksmanship."
"Political Commissar Zhao is a man of culture. When he teaches the soldiers marksmanship, he will definitely give them a better understanding. I think the effect will be good."
Li Yunlong pondered, and he seemed to have the idea that Zhao Gang had shown good marksmanship during the battle. It was just that he was too nervous during the battle. After the battle, Li Yunlong forgot about it. Now that Liu Gen has done this,
Only then did he realize this.
"Commissar Zhao, are you a sharpshooter?" Kong Jie asked in disbelief.
Kong Jie didn't know about Zhao Gang's marksmanship. In his impression, Zhao Gang was just a scholar. Who would have thought that Zhao Gang was actually a sharpshooter! If Liu Gen hadn't spoken, Kong Jie wouldn't have known about it at all, unless he waited until Zhao Gang sold it again.
"I'm not a sharpshooter, I just shoot more accurately." Zhao Gang shook his head. He didn't think he was a sharpshooter. He could only kill the Japanese at a distance of 600 meters at most. Compared with a real sharpshooter,
Still a lot worse.
Looking at Zhao Gang, Kong Jie was a little helpless. How did he find out that Zhao Gang, a cultural man, was a bit shady? Damn it, if he could be invited by Liu Gen to be the instructor of the first battalion, how could Zhao Gang's marksmanship be so bad? Did Kong Jie know?
This kid Liu Gen is quite smart, otherwise why wouldn't he ask him, Kong Jie, to be an instructor in the First Battalion?
"Genzi, what do you think of Political Commissar Zhao's marksmanship?" Kong Jie looked at Liu Gen and asked.
Liu Gen recalled the approximate distance between Zhao Gang and the Japs before, and said after a moment of silence: "Previously, Political Commissar Zhao once killed a Japs machine gunner with one shot from a distance of almost 450 meters."
"Commissar Zhao, okay, you are really a sharpshooter. I, Kong Jie, seldom convince others, but now I am a little convinced by you. It is not easy for a scholar to have such good marksmanship!" Kong Jie looked at Political Commissar Zhao, his eyes
There have been obvious changes.
In the relationship between Kong Jie and Zhao Gang, the two got along very harmoniously, but Kong Jie thought that Zhao Gang was a scholar, and sometimes looked down upon Zhao Gang. But now, knowing that Zhao Gang has such good marksmanship, Kong Jie naturally does not
There would be the slightest slight again. Recalling the previous interactions with Zhao Gang, Kong Jie felt a little ashamed. He actually despised Zhao Gang, and Zhao Gang didn't say anything. This made Kong Jie feel a little ashamed in his heart.
Li Yunlong looked at Zhao Gang with undisguised surprise in his eyes. He did not expect that Zhao Gang, a scholar political commissar, would have such good marksmanship. After Zhao Gang entered the independent group, Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang had many conflicts. As the two spent time together,
As the number of people increased, there was a certain tacit understanding between them.
Before, Li Yunlong felt that he saw the political commissar Zhao Gang clearly, but now, Li Yunlong no longer thought so. He found that he had despised the scholar political commissar Zhao Gang.
"Genzi, I don't have any objections to Monk following you to become an instructor in the First Battalion. During this period, our independent regiment will have very few combat missions. Monk can become an instructor so that his talent will not be wasted."
"As for me, I don't have much time, but I can spare two hours every day to go to the first battalion to teach the soldiers marksmanship. What do you think?" Looking at Liu Gen, Zhao Gang said.
After some consideration, Zhao Gang was ready to go to the first battalion to teach the soldiers marksmanship. He knew how important it was for the soldiers to have good marksmanship. Good marksmanship could not only improve the survival rate of the soldiers on the battlefield, but also help
Soldiers are better at killing Japanese soldiers.
Zhao Gang was very willing to help the soldiers improve their marksmanship. If he didn't have a lot of time, he would definitely spend more time training the marksmanship of a battalion of soldiers.
"Thank you very much, Political Commissar Zhao. I would like to thank you on behalf of the soldiers of the First Battalion." Seeing Zhao Gang agreeing, Liu Gen quickly thanked you.
Zhao Gang waved his hand, "You don't have to do this. It's what I should do if I can help the soldiers."
Looking at all this, Li Yunlong was speechless. He was a little happy knowing that Zhao Gang would spend a certain amount of time every day to train the marksmanship of the soldiers of the first battalion. Without Zhao Gang at the regiment headquarters, Li Yunlong could also enjoy some peace and quiet. But he didn't know why.
, Li Yunlong actually felt a little uncomfortable. It seemed that he had gotten used to Zhao Gang's presence during this period.
"Okay, okay, if you have nothing to do, just go back to the first battalion. It's not okay to stay at the regiment headquarters all the time." Li Yunlong said a little impatiently.
Liu Gen chuckled and didn't care. After chatting with Zhao Gang for a few more words, he took the monk and left the regiment headquarters.
"Monk, how are you? How does it feel to be the instructor of our first battalion soon?" Liu Gen asked with a smile, looking at the monk beside him.
The monk shook his head and looked calm, "I don't have too many ideas. Basically, you asked me to be the instructor of the first battalion, so I will train the soldiers properly. I don't know how to train the soldiers. What will happen then?
Just tell me."
"Monk, don't worry. When you get to the first battalion, you will train boldly. As long as there are no physical problems with the soldiers, then train them hard." Liu Gen said seriously.
Hearing what Liu Gen said, the monk nodded, "Don't worry, I will train the soldiers well."
"By the way, do you want to compete then? I went to the artillery company before and saw you training with the soldiers of the artillery company. You should not be weak." The monk looked at Liu Gen with a bit of fighting spirit in his eyes.
In the independent regiment, the monk fought against many soldiers, but he could not find an opponent who could satisfy him. Now the monk set his sights on Liu Gen. He knew that in the artillery company, Liu Gen's daily training was very intense.
Damn, after such training, Liu Gen's combat effectiveness should not be weak. I hope he won't be disappointed.
"Okay!" Sensing the fighting spirit in the monk's eyes, Liu Gen agreed without hesitation.