Soon the busy farming season ended and the new regiment resumed training.
After Wang Shuang took some time off, he not only did physical training, but Wang Shuang's marksmanship was almost at its peak.
The level of bullets that can be fed is just that. If you want to go to the next level, what you need is no longer training, but talent.
Isn't there a saying that goes well? Genius is ninety-nine percent sweat plus one percent talent.
But without that one percent talent, you will always only be ninety-nine and never reach the highest one hundred.
Although talent only accounts for 1% of it, without it, you will be lost among others.
Wang Shuang knew what he was capable of. He didn't have the talent of a sniper, and he wasn't obsessed with it.
Wang Shuang focused on another thing.
The sun hung in the sky all day, and finally when it was time to get off work in the evening, red light emitted from the west, and then sank into the earth little by little.
"Monitor Wang, Monitor Wang."
Wang Shuang reached out and stopped Wang Chengzhu who was about to go back.
"Master Xiao Wang, what's wrong?" Wang Chengzhu turned back to Wang Shuang curiously.
There is very little interaction between the two, which is just a nodding acquaintance.
Wang Shuang stretched out her hand and revealed two bottles of Fenjiu in her hands.
"Hey, monitor Wang, I have something I want to talk to you about."
Seeing the Fenjiu in Wang Shuang's hand, Wang Chengzhu's mouth suddenly became thirsty.
He is a somewhat good drinker.
The most important thing is that nowadays all wine is made from pure grains, so the wine is actually quite nutritious.
Some members of the Eighth Route Army were relatively simple, and they really didn't have much oil or water all year round, let alone wine.
"Master Xiao Wang, what do you want to talk about?"
"It's nothing. You are the only one in our group who can shoot cannons. I am quite curious about cannons, so I want to ask you about it."
"So that's it. Let me tell you, I'm not exaggerating. Apart from me, we really can't find anyone who knows how to fuck. This is a technical job."
Wang Shuang's praise successfully aroused Wang Chengzhu's desire to show off, so he stood there and talked to Wang Shuang.
The other soldiers have left.
Wang Shuang raised the wine in her hand and said, "Squad leader Wang, let's do this. You come to my place and we can drink and talk."
"That's fine."
Anyway, it was Wang Shuang who was inviting guests, and Wang Chengzhu, adhering to the mentality that if you don't drink, you don't drink, he came happily.
Wang Shuang led Wang Chengzhu to the place where he lived, put the wine on the table, and then asked Wang Chengzhu to wait for a while. Wang Shuang opened the fire and fried some hard vegetables.
After Wang Shuang finished cooking and served the dishes, he realized that Wang Chengzhu couldn't wait any longer, so he poured the wine and started drinking.
"Oh, monitor Wang, you are in too much of a hurry, my food isn't ready yet."
Wang Chengzhu was a little embarrassed, "Sorry, I opened it and smelled it. It was so fragrant that I couldn't help it."
"Hey, it's okay, but you can't just drink, you also have to eat vegetables. Come on, have a taste."
Wang Chengzhu looked at the hard dishes on the table and his mouth watered.
Although everyone in the group knew that Wang Shuang’s food was very good, they didn’t expect it to be so rich.
This is even better than the dish used by the new regiment to celebrate their victory.
In the following time, Wang Shuang flattered Wang Chengzhu and coaxed him to drink.
As for Wang Shuang himself, he has not touched a drop of wine.
As mentioned in the preface, Wang Shuang is not good at drinking, as it will weaken people's will and confuse their minds.
After Wang Chengzhu drank it, he poured out all his experiences like beans from a bamboo tube.
First, he talked about his glorious past.
"Let me tell you, when I was learning artillery from others, I was ranked number one, not only in theory, but also in actual combat. If I hadn't been deceived by the regiment leader, I probably wouldn't have done it."
"You're not sure of anything."
The door was opened, and a burly man walked in.
Li Yunlong didn't regard himself as an outsider at all. After coming in, he sat down on the kang, picked up the wine bottle and poured himself a bowl.
After drinking most of it in one gulp, I felt so good.
After drinking, he put down the bowl, picked up the chopsticks, and took a few bites of the food for himself.
"I smelled the smell of alcohol from a distance. I said you are not a decent guy. Even Wang Chengzhu didn't ask me to be the leader."
After Li Yunlong entered the room, Wang Chengzhu immediately sat upright nervously.
"Captain, what I'm talking to Squad Leader Wang about is artillery. You're not an artilleryman."
"Huh, I'm not an artilleryman, but I command artillery."
"Tch, it's up to you. If you smell the smell of wine and want to take a sip, just say so. I can still charge you for the drink."
"Humph, I don't have it even if you want it."
Li Yunlong was a freeloader and spoke very harshly.
