Furthermore, although this Miyato Taro has a small official position, he is irritable and arrogant. Such a big thing happened in the jurisdiction. In order to avoid the blame from his superiors, of course he had to find reasons to shirk responsibility.

Wei Shiren quickly winked at his son, which meant that he would volunteer to go out to fight, to relieve Miyagi's anger, and to also say that he had nothing to do with this matter.

"Taijun, I'll organize the troops and set out to wipe out the enemy immediately." Wei Fucai blinked, understood, and stepped forward and said passionately.

Taro Miyato narrowed his eyes and looked at Wei Fucai up and down. Qingmai and disdain slowly appeared on his face. According to the news that he had reported that there were more than 300 national troops that captured Huangkou Town, and he did not take it too seriously.

In the early days of the War of Resistance Against Japan, the National Army collapsed thousands of miles under the Japanese army's crazy attack. The Japanese army used a squad to deal with the National Army and a division of the National Army, which became the regular rule for the Japanese army to compare the combat power of the two sides. Therefore, although there is only one small team of troops in the county town, Miyato is confident that he can defeat this National Army unit that emerged from somewhere.

But -Ming Teng turned around and thought, she was a little worried. The Huangkou Town Imperial Army was easily annihilated, which made him suspicious of the Wei father and son.

"Well, Captain Wei has great courage." Gong Teng reached out and patted Wei Fucai on the shoulder, and said in a false appreciation: "You, bring five hundred soldiers with me and follow me to wipe out the enemy and recover Huangkou Town."

It is really too clever to take Wei Fucai by his side, command and supervise the battle, and be the Imperial Army as cannon fodder and charge forward. This is really clever. Taro Miyato is proud of his plan.

"Hayi!" Wei Fucai stood attentively and raised his fat face with Wuzhishan printed on it.

Wiping the cold sweat, the Wei family and his son walked out of the Japanese military camp. When there was no one, Wei Shiren frowned and thoughtfully said, "Did you see Gong Teng's eyes? He looked down on your Imperial Army, but he also wanted you to go to war with the army. This clearly means that he has suspicion of our father and son."

Wei Fucai took off his military cap, touched his short hair, and grinned, "It's a bastard named Zhang, who has harmed us."

"Not necessarily." Wei Shiren patiently explained to his simple-minded son: "If you are not a race, your heart will be different. The Japanese are outsiders, and they are a little disturbed, so they naturally don't trust us. If you lead the team to the battle, on the one hand, you must absolutely obey Miyato's orders and dispel his suspicion; on the other hand, if possible, you must also show off and make the Japanese look at him with admiration."

"Well, yes, I understand." Wei Fucai nodded repeatedly and said yes.

Wei Shiren said bitterly again: "But don't be too arrogant. Show when it's time to show, and retreat when it's time to retreat. You must grasp this standard well."

Wei Fucai didn't understand this too profound truth and scratched the back of his head hard. Seeing his appearance, Wei Shiren couldn't help but sigh silently.

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Wu Jinsuo pulled the board and the bullet roared out. He then opened his eyes wide, as if he could see if the bullet hit a target two hundred meters away.

The small flag was shaken, and the zero ring was immediately coated with dust on Hu Keping's face. He said patiently: "You're off the target, remember, three points and one line, aim and then hit."

Wu Jinsuo opened his mouth and wanted to say that I was hitting it at three points and one line. In the end, he held it in a long breath, took the gun to his shoulder again, and aimed carefully. This time he took a longer time, and he pulled the machine until he thought it was really okay.

Xiaoqi shook again, and Zero Huan, Wu Jinsuo ate the second sesame cake. He couldn't help but open his mouth wide, stared at the gun in his hand stupidly, and murmured: "Is there something wrong with this gun?"

Hu Keping rolled up his eyes and turned his head aside, not wanting to look at this bragging guy anymore.

Yang Tianfeng walked over with a smile and stretched out his hand, "Give me the gun, I'll see if there is any problem with this gun."

The archer regards the gun as a friend. Only by touching his temper can he do whatever he wants. Yang Tianfeng first weighs the weight of the gun, then checks the ruler and sight. After careful adjustment, he takes the gun on his shoulder, aims at the target, holds his breath, and gently pulls the plate machine.

The starting lineup hit, which was pretty good. Yang Tianfeng nodded, adjusted a little, and raised his gun to shoot again.

After three shots, a total of twenty-four rings were shot. Yang Tianfeng returned the gun to Wu Jinsuo and said, "This gun is fine."

Hu Keping snorted, without saying a word, turned around and left, but was stopped by Yang Tianfeng.

"This kid has potential, don't be too impatient." Yang Tianfeng said earnestly: "He has never used this kind of gun before, so it is normal to shoot off the target. If you don't believe it, try using this gun, and you won't be able to score good results at the beginning."

"I'll use my gun." Hu Keping picked up his sniper rifle, aimed carefully, and fired three bullets.

Three shots shot 25 rings, and the training time was not too long. Such results were considered very good. Yang Tianfeng nodded in appreciation, while Hu Keping looked at Wu Jinsuo demonstrably.

Wu Jinsuo lowered his head in shame and stroked the barrel of Hanyang, embarrassing him again, making this kid very uncomfortable.

"Hanyang used 7.92mm bullets, and the barrel was short and the recoil was large. Even if there was a slight deviation when the bullet was out of the barrel, it might be one meter away when it reached a target two hundred meters away." Yang Tianfeng pointed to the gun in Wu Jinsuo's hand and explained: "So, the moment the trigger was pulled, the arm and body should not move at all, which was higher than the requirement of using the 38-large cover."

Wu Jinsuo looked up, looked at Yang Tianfeng gratefully, and said in a low voice: "This gun is different from a earth gun. I haven't figured it out yet, so I will definitely practice it in the future."

"Of course you have to practice well, otherwise I'm sorry, Keping, the man Le." Yang Tianfeng smiled and patted Wu Jinsuo on the shoulder and said, "Just as you said, you must understand the gun thoroughly and touch it well, just treat it as your best friend, so that you can be handy, just like using your fingers."

"Sir, can he do it?" Hu Keping frowned and asked in a suspicious tone.

"I think he is a good seedling, but in the end it will depend on your master's guidance." Yang Tianfeng said with a smile: "Teach him everything you have learned, and you must supervise and train him strictly. He is so strong that you don't have to worry about being tired of him."

"Hmph, I can't exhaust him." Hu Keping said this and said something, he was a little bit gritting his teeth.

"Did you hear it?" Yang Tianfeng turned to Wu Jinsuo and said with a smile: "Big man, don't pretend to be cowardly in front of girls. You can learn and practice hard with the master, and don't look down on people."
Chapter completed!