Beat the devil with a system

Everyone was surprised, and after a moment of silence, Chu Yunfei, who was quite magnanimous, spoke.

"Okay, okay, brother Hong is really good at swordsmanship, Chu admires it!"

Although Chu Yunfei's arrogance was not appreciated by many people, he was indeed open-minded, not to mention Li Hong's strength was right in front of him, so he had to be convinced.

At this time, Li Yunlong was so embarrassed that he really wanted to show his teeth and rush forward to bite Li Hong.

He just defeated Zhang Dabiao, how could Li Yunlong be able to obey, on the contrary, he is a person who is not easily defeated and rather cautious, and he is thinking about how to get back his position.

As a political commissar, Zhao Gang was quite calm. In fact, Zhang Dabiao was not happy when he lost, but he still had to work on the surface. After all, it was related to the image of the independent group.

"Captain Li, although I, Zhao Gang, do not know sword skills, I have bright eyes. Battalion Commander Zhang is indeed defeated by you. You have won this competition." Zhao Gang smiled calmly, announcing that Li Hong had won.

Li Hong said politely and modestly, "Where, where, Political Commissar Zhao is serious. There is no winning or losing between Battalion Commander Zhang and I. We just exchange ideas and learn from each other."

"Leader Li Hong talked about exchanges just now, so we can also have an exchange of marksmanship skills, and everyone can learn from each other and make progress together. What do you think?"

After all, Zhao Gang is an intellectual, and his speech is indeed tactful and beautiful. He described the challenge as a mutual learning and progress, which Li Hong and Chu Yunfei couldn't refuse.

"Yes, yes, what Lao Zhao said is right, everyone is a soldier and should really compare marksmanship, leading troops to fight, and military shooting skills should be the housekeeping skills of Brother Hong and Brother Chu!" Li Yunlong beside him grinned cheerfully. Smiling, he was waiting for Zhao Gang to find his way back.

Li Hongjue's Li Dayuhu is really a moody person. Just now, this guy had a stern face, but when he heard that Zhao Gang was going to compete with marksmanship, he immediately laughed cunningly.

It is said that Li Yunlong has a dog face, which is indeed true!

"Okay, what Political Commissar Zhao said is good, let's exchange marksmanship between our friendly troops." Li Hong and Chu Yunfei looked at each other, and both nodded willingly to accompany them.

Five minutes later, the group of them walked to the shooting range.

"Low position, close left eye, right eye to look at the wooden target in front, the gun stock should touch the scapular fossa, the front sight, the gap, and the target should form a three-point line."

"One more thing you have to remember is that the bullets fired do not fly in a straight line. As the bullet's flight kinetic energy weakens, the bullet will fly in a parabola from high to low..."

A group of recruits from the Eighth Route Army lay down on the ground practicing shooting, while several veterans were beside them giving pointers on how to hold guns and how to shoot.

These recruits held a variety of weapons in their hands, and they had no bullets in their firearms. They could only count 123 in their hearts and lightly pull the trigger, repeating such boring shooting exercises.

There is a saying that even if you have the potential of a sharpshooter, you need a lot of bullets to feed it out.

Of course, the logistics arsenal of the Eighth Route Army was underdeveloped. Even the bullet casings had to be picked up and reloaded.

Li Hong glanced at the new recruits of the independent regiment who were practicing shooting, feeling quite emotional and thinking in his heart.Under such difficult conditions, the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army can still fight so many beautiful battles, how can they not be admired?

"Monk, go and find a gun for the political commissar."

Under Li Yunlong's signal, Monk Wei immediately went to help Zhao Gang find a [-]mm rifle.

Zhao Gang is not a simple person, capable of writing and martial arts. It can be said that he is a real professional soldier like Chu Yunfei. His military strategy is not inferior to that of Li Yunlong. Zhao Gang.

Regardless of the fact that Political Commissar Zhao was born as a literati and scholar, don't forget that he has the potential to be a sniper, and the whole regiment and even the whole division are known as sharpshooters.

Zhao Gang took the [-]mm rifle from Monk Wei, walked to the shooting range with strides, and lay down on the shooting position in a prone position to aim.

"Let's go, Brother Hong, let's go and see Commissar Zhao's marksmanship."

Li Hong and Chu Yunfei made a gesture of invitation to each other and walked towards the shooting range. Immediately, they turned their eyes to Zhao Gang who was aiming and shooting not far away.

Zhao Gang took aim with his right eye, and the butt of the gun naturally rested on the socket of the shoulder blade. He stared at the red heart in the middle of the circular wooden target 100 meters ahead, with a calm and composed expression, and slowly, unconsciously, he pulled the trigger with his fingers and fired.

"Boom, bang, bang!"

Zhao Gang adopted precise aiming. After each shot, he would pause for a few seconds to control his breathing and recoil, and shoot again when the gun sight returned to the original aiming line.

The crisp rifle sounds, one after another, sounded in the shooting range.

A few hot shell casings with gunpowder smoke splashed aside, and when the shooting was over, Zhao Gang picked up the gun and stood up calmly, obviously quite confident in his marksmanship.

"Go and take a look at the wooden target that the political commissar shot!" Li Yunlong shouted to a soldier not far away.

After a while, the soldiers trotted all the way to Li Hong and the others holding the wooden target.

Li Yunlong pointed to the wooden target and said, "Old Zhao, your marksmanship has regressed. Take a look, one shot missed the red heart. Isn't it embarrassing?"

How could Li Hong fail to understand the meaning of Li Dayehu's words, he pretended to be dissatisfied on the surface, but in fact he wanted to express that this was Zhao Gang's abnormal shooting performance, so as to embarrass Li Hong and Chu Yunfei.

There are four bullet holes in the center of the wooden target, and the other bullet hole is only a little bit short of the red heart. It is indeed something to be proud of that five bullets have hit such a result in a 100-meter target.

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Chapter 102 Comparing Li Hong to me for bragging?

Li Hong cast a glance at the bullet hole on the wooden target, and said with a smile, "I've heard that Commissar Zhao is capable of both literature and martial arts, and seeing him today really deserves his reputation!"

In this era when firearms and bullets are backward, it is definitely rare in the army to have such shooting skills. However, Li Hong does not take such marksmanship seriously. He is a master of guns and a marksman. Can a Zhao Gang fail?

As long as Li Yunlong dared to brag about the fight, Li Hong would see his tricks and unceremoniously pierce Li Dayehu's cowhide.

"The Political Commissar Zhao has already taken action himself. It seems that I, Chu, have to draw my gun and make a fool of myself."

Chu Yunfei finished speaking in a modest tone, took off his gloves, and walked to a big tree in the distance, his sharp eyes fixed on a group of sparrows on the branch.

"Look at the gun!"

His movements were as brisk as a magician's, and he pulled out a pair of small Browning pistols from his waist as fast as lightning.

Li Hong recognized two Browning guns in Chu Yunfei's hands at a glance. The big Browning gun was model 1900, and the small gun model was 1903.

Chu Yunfei was a well-known fast shooter, so he didn't need to aim at the sparrow that was more than ten meters high to shoot.

"Clap clap clap!"

The gunfire fell, and several sparrows on the branches fell from the tree to the ground one after another.

Hearing the gunshot, the sparrow that survived by chance suddenly jumped up from the tree, flapping its wings and flying away desperately.

"Where to escape!"

Chu Yunfei hurriedly turned the Browning guns in his hands, estimating the flying speed of the sparrow in his heart, and continuously pulled the trigger of the pistol to shoot.

"Hawhaw..."

The sparrow flew out and let out a shrill sound.

It can be said that Chu Yunfei shot every shot, none of these sparrows escaped the bullets in his gun, and the sparse feathers curled and fell slowly.

"Okay, brother Yunfei is indeed a fast shot, and his shots are really fast and accurate." Li Hong flailed his palms and praised Chu Yunfei's marksmanship.

Zhao Gang and Li Yunlong looked at each other in astonishment, and then clapped their palms together.